Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Nation’s Top Scholar

Chapter Ninety-Nine: The National Top Scholar

Once the scoring was done, the college entrance examination was essentially over. The students officially began their celebrations—throwing books, tearing pages—filling the entire school building with chaos.

The towering piles of exam papers, Huanggang exercises, three-year simulations, and five-year college tests were all shredded into pieces and tossed from the third floor, white scraps fluttering down like snowflakes.

At this moment, the teachers no longer tried to stop them. On one hand, they understood the students’ feelings.

The black banner fluttered, weapons gleaming like a forest of blades. When the flag bearing the blood-red character for "Alliance" on a black background appeared, the numerous martial artists gathered at Shaoshi Mountain respectfully parted to make way. The mighty five thousand-strong Black Banner Alliance marched through in solemn procession.

The Infinite Great World, vast like the Mysterious Yellow Great World, stretched endlessly in both space and region. The Infinite Star Palace stood right along the central axis.

The “Shadow Spring Blood Demon” and “Hatred Official Shang,” both sworn enemies of the Emei Sect, ruthlessly slaughtered over a thousand of the sect’s elite inner disciples.

“It’s not my business, but yours,” Kavirin glanced around to ensure no one was nearby before deciding to share the secret he’d just overheard with Konev.

Apparently, the Heavenly Secret Sect Leader Gu Ren was indeed gravely ill; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been tossed about so violently and remained unconscious. Huyan Jiao exhaled in relief, calmly eyeing the tightly bound Gu Ren.

“Where is young master going?” Yang Ziyi quickly stood up. On this desolate island in the East China Sea, martial artists roamed freely, opinions were mixed, and human hearts were inscrutable. Though the place seemed lively, it was the most dangerous. As the bodyguard hired at great expense by Lord Chong Wang, Yang Ziyi could not allow Zhao Yuheng to roam unchecked.

At dawn, Rokosovsky and Lobachev enjoyed a lavish breakfast in the dining hall before preparing to depart for the army group’s command headquarters.

As they approached, the ground trembled, but no other sounds disturbed the air—only the pounding of hooves, the snorting of horses, and heavy footsteps.

Sanqi wandered around the house, unable to find Gu Ren, until suddenly hearing the sound of water from the bathhouse.

Gu Ren’s two daggers plunged into the chests and abdomens of two men, producing a crisp metallic clink.

“This dagger is no longer called ‘Viper,’” Guo Nianfei said. Hearing this, Yang Yang suddenly lifted his head, eyes full of anticipation as he awaited the true name of the dagger.

From that moment, Huang Zhong finally pledged allegiance to Liu Fan. Huang Zhong packed his belongings, taking Lu Shi and the mother and son Huang Xu along to follow Liu Fan back to Wancheng. After gaining Huang Zhong’s support, Liu Fan resumed his southward journey toward a homeland that was no longer home.

“How could this be? This guy is just as strong as him! The aura is exactly the same!” Gaia watched Reils with grave concern.

For the first time, Fu Qiang felt that he knew surprisingly little about his roommate. He didn’t even know how to offer a word of comfort.

Tu Shu caught the ball and locked eyes with his opponent for a moment; both wore expressions of fierce determination.

After hundreds of rounds of brutal combat, Zhu Xianzi was overwhelmed by numbers and ultimately captured by the Dragon Scorpion King. She was taken back to Ghost King Mountain, where dark sorcery was unleashed to torment her.

At first, Gu Luo listened with fiery excitement, but the final blow struck hard, leaving him somewhat disheartened.

“…What exactly are you all looking at?” Black turned his head toward Rei and the others, who had been staring at him for nearly an hour, a twitch faintly pulling at the corner of his mouth.

Lin Peng groped forward, struggling to make a sound. Yet no matter how hard he searched, he could not find Wang Xinyi’s presence. The dark surroundings made Lin Peng feel as if he were inside a vast, empty space.

No… it wasn’t that simple! The powerful enemy hidden within the smoke and dust swiftly dropped to the ground, flawlessly executing a forward roll to evade. In an instant, he closed in before Totori. As he rose, a gusty uppercut came crashing forward.