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Xiao Beishui was thoroughly defeated; his entire squad was slaughtered in one strike. Yet, no one blamed him, nor did anyone look down on him. Because even if they had been in his place, the outcome would have been the same.
Dawn's face was ashen. He couldn't fathom how a mere Concentration Realm Cultivator had the audacity to run around with a Celestial Artifact in plain sight, especially since no one had noticed. If it weren't for Yan Zhen's furious outburst on behalf of Red Beauty, no one would have guessed that he possessed a Celestial Artifact that even Robbery Realm experts envied.
Although three challenges were required, generally passing two was considered sufficient to clear the Supreme Academy's assessment.
Dawn had not expected the first challenge to end so violently. While those hundred individuals were not in danger of losing their lives, if they could not overcome this failure, they would be stuck for life and might even regress in their Realm.
However, he no longer cared about their fates. He had made powerful enemies, and he could hardly imagine what would happen after his defeat.
Luo Huaxing stood up again and surveyed the surroundings.
"First challenge: Zuo Dao wins. The second challenge begins."
He then turned to Dawn. "Please prepare for the second challenge," he said before ignoring him entirely.
Dawn glanced at the people on stage; not a single one acknowledged him. He felt a bitter self-mockery and a surge of determination as a cold glint flashed in his eyes.
"The War God Academy requests that the remaining two challenges be combined into one decisive battle." When Dawn uttered these words, all nine Lords of the Mansion were taken aback.
There were no words left to describe this audacious request from the War God Academy's dean except shamelessness, especially for those ancient Antiques who had survived for thousands of years.
Jiang Wuhen calmed himself and coldly regarded Dawn.
"Not allowed."
He then closed his eyes halfway, his meaning clear, and the other Lords of the Mansion followed suit.
"The War God Academy requests that the remaining two challenges be combined into one decisive battle." Dawn repeated his statement resolutely.
"I told you it's not allowed, didn't you hear me?" Jiang Wuhen's eyes widened in fury as he glared at Dawn.
"This one can be allowed."
"I said it's not allowed, so it's not allowed." Jiang Wuhen was thoroughly enraged; he couldn't believe that despite his clear refusal, they still dared to bring it up again and again.
"This one really can be allowed." Zuo Dao felt a bit helpless; he had already confirmed it twice, yet the Lord of the Mansion acted as if he hadn't heard anything.
"You keep insisting..." Jiang Wuhen was fuming when he suddenly noticed that the last two sentences sounded different. Upon closer inspection, he realized the speaker was Zuo Dao. No wonder he was so distracted; he was genuinely infuriated by Dawn.
"What are you insisting on? I said it's not allowed, so it's not allowed." Even if Zuo Dao spoke up, Jiang Wuhen would not agree. As long as he nodded, the second round—Dawn's final challenge—would commence. Yan Zhen had just activated the Celestial Artifact; whether or not they could launch a second strike was still uncertain. Jiang Wuhen had completely lost hope in Dawn.
Dawn must not win; this was the consensus among all the Lords of the Mansion present. As long as they rejected Dawn's proposal, Zuo Dao's side would have at least an eighty percent chance of defeating Dawn. If they truly agreed to Dawn's proposal and Yan Zhen failed to recover, that would be the worst-case scenario. Even if all the Lords of the Mansion intervened afterward, there would be no turning back.
Under the Great Dao Oath, everything was but an illusion.
"Lord of the Mansion, this one can really be allowed; it doesn't matter. Some are afraid of losing three rounds in a row and losing face; we should understand," Zuo Dao spoke again. However, as soon as he finished speaking, some were pleased while others were furious.
The pleased ones were the Lords of the Mansion, while Dawn was furious.
"Child, how dare you!" A furious roar reverberated through the venue, causing most of the students to feel their blood boil.
At that moment, Tai Shu Wudi stepped forward. "Old ghost, this is your fault now. The child is thinking of you, and you're still angry? If my juniors could show such respect for their elders and care for their younger ones, I would be overjoyed."
Tai Shu Wudi emphasized the phrase "respect for elders and care for younger ones."
"The invincible dean is overpraising me; this is merely my duty," Zuo Dao and Tai Shu Wudi played off each other seamlessly, completely disregarding Dawn's anger.
"Alright, since even you agree, it would be a bit unreasonable for me to oppose any further." After a private exchange with Luo Huaxing, Jiang Wuhen continued, "Let's go with your suggestion; the final round of the Academy Competition is about to begin."
"Kid, I must say you have quite the audacity. But tell me, are you really up for a big gamble?" Dawn looked at Zuo Dao.
"How big? Uh, you’re not thinking of targeting my master's treasures, are you? Just make sure you can put up an equivalent wager. You should know that if you bring out some worthless trinkets, I will definitely look down on you," Zuo Dao said, fully aware of Dawn's intentions.
Playing mind games! Zuo Dao had never feared anyone. Five thousand years of experience churned in his mind.
The stakes for the third round were enormous, enough to astonish even the Lords of the Mansion. Dawn placed the entire War God Academy on the betting table, while Zuo Dao had nothing to offer. He was betting on himself; in his words, he couldn’t decide for others, but he could certainly decide for himself.
Dawn didn’t refuse because he knew that among these people, the most formidable was this white-clad Young Monk before him.
As for the rules of this round, they were not established. When Jiang Wuhen and the others heard this, they couldn't help but be impressed by Zuo Dao's boldness. Just Zuo Dao alone could easily defeat all the students of the Supreme Academy in terms of mentality; even some Lords of the Mansion felt inadequate in comparison.
Uninformed cultivators thought Zuo Dao was willingly falling into despair, knowing there was no hope of victory and merely seeking to save face.
Smart individuals like Jiang Yuqi placed all their fortunes on Zuo Dao. Later estimates revealed that just this round's betting amount exceeded ten billion spirit stones, not counting other valuable items. In summary, many academies went bankrupt after this battle due to insurmountable debts.
The battlefield was real; unlike the first round where Luo Huaxing created a virtual space.
Life and death were also one of the themes of this round.
Watching the stream of squads emerge, Jiang Wuhen and others grew increasingly grim. Nearly two thousand cultivator teams appeared before everyone’s eyes.
Tai Shu Wudi became anxious upon seeing this and jumped up to shout.
"Dawn, do you dare to be any more shameless?"
"As you wish." Dawn slowly stepped forward into the ranks.
Tai Shu Wudi was utterly devoid of temper now. The Lords of the Mansion also felt a loss of face, but thankfully, only their own people were present. However, they could already imagine how the entire Great Star Domain would react after this War.
Although they had made preparations, they only had ten Squads. A scale of two thousand was already equivalent to a War Department's formation. Moreover, the War God Academy's teams included several top fifty Squads, and some Squads were not even part of the Supreme Academy's roster.
Dawn was determined to go all out this time, even bringing out the reserved Squads. He no longer cared about what would happen afterward; as long as he passed this hurdle, the entire Great Star Domain would be under his control.
Looking at the large team before Zuo Dao, he couldn't help but feel a headache coming on. He was not afraid of the human sea tactics; what he feared was the consequences.
In battle, casualties were inevitable, but if too many people were killed, retribution would come. Dao Huanghuang—people act, and heaven watches. After pondering something else, he dismissed these thoughts and focused on his two hundred eighty comrades.
"You all see the current situation. There is still a chance to retreat now. Once we reach the battlefield, there will be no opportunity for regret." These words were directed at some among them.
The Seven Unruly Disciples were the first to respond in unison.
"We are willing to follow you through fire and water."
At this moment, it dawned on others that nearly half of this cohort had some connection to Zuo Dao.
First, there were five fellow disciples, and now these seven seemed like his Followers. What exactly was his identity?
Zuo Dao gestured for them to step back and then looked at the rest. The assessment that should have proceeded immediately was delayed by this scene. No one urged them on, including Dawn, who also wanted to see what other tricks Zuo Dao had up his sleeve.
As he gazed at the group of Cultivators before him, their expressions shifted from tension and complexity to determination. Zuo Dao smiled.
"Good, this is your decision. It brings me great comfort because you have finally learned to confront your own hearts. Of course, to celebrate this, I have gifts for you. Consider it your first benefit for joining the Sitting Forgetting Academy."
Amidst the laughter, hundreds of magical artifacts suddenly appeared before Zuo Dao. Looking up, one could see countless dazzling lights, each containing immense latent power. Every single spiritual artifact present was a masterpiece, crafted by Zuo Dao himself, and he had named this collection the "Academy Set."
As the hundreds of sets of equipment lay before them, the surrounding cultivators were nearly driven mad. Some who had thought their own gear was impressive now looked down at themselves, then back at Zuo Dao's display, wishing they could strip off their own outfits and snatch a set for themselves.
Physical defense, magical defense, mental defense—comprehensive protection.
Physical attack, magical attack, mental attack—flawless offense.
The commotion caused by the appearance of these hundreds of sets was even greater than that triggered by the Celestial Artifact. There was only one Celestial Artifact, but here were hundreds of sets that were clearly standardized equipment and could be mass-produced, meaning there was a chance for everyone to obtain one.
The Lord of the Mansion and the academy's dean had already begun considering how to establish a cooperative relationship with Zuo Dao to replace all their current gear. The boost in combat power would be substantial.
Dawn watched the emergence of these artifacts with a look of surprise on her face; as long as she defeated Zuo Dao, all of this would belong to her.
Even if her entire War Department fell in battle, she was determined to win this round. At that point, not only would she have a foothold in the Great Star Domain, but she would also secure her place in the Starry Battlefield.
Let’s fight! Let’s fight! Hurry up and fight!
With this thought in mind, Dawn couldn't help but feel a surge of powerful battle intent rising within her.
Only one battle remains!
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