"I lost... I actually lost..."
Jiang Qiuyue's face was pale, her legs felt weak, her whole body felt powerless, and her left hand, which was tightly grasping the staff, slowly loosened due to trembling.
when!
The staff broke away from Jiang Qiuyue's hand and slammed to the ground, like a sledgehammer, shattering her confidence!
In extreme despair, this proud girl who ranked fifth in No. 1 Middle School finally lowered her proud head.
"I... give up..."
Jiang Qiuyue's voice, tinged with tears, echoed quietly in the examination room. The boys who regarded Jiang Qiuyue as a goddess were struck by lightning at this moment and were completely stunned.
"No... this is impossible! How could Goddess Jiang lose to Yang Fan? She sealed Yang Fan's strongest swordsmanship at the beginning of the battle!"
"Goddess Jiang was defeated, forced to surrender by Yang Fan, and even nearly cried... Is this still the cold and arrogant goddess I remembered? I'm so upset!"
"Can someone explain to me what just happened? Wasn't Goddess Jiang always in the upper hand? Why did she suddenly admit defeat?"
In the area where No. 1 Middle School is located, the students who had been defeated by Yang Fan now looked pale, unable to accept what they saw.
"Even Jiang Qiuyue was defeated. Doesn't that mean that only Jiang Chen can control this Yang Fan? In previous years, if any of our middle school's top five students took the joint exam, they would always crush everyone. What happened this year?"
"No. 3 Middle School, a middle school that's always ranked at the bottom, with no teachers or students comparable to No. 1 Middle School, actually produced a monster like Yang Fan. How did they do it?"
"This year, our No. 1 Middle School has been so disgraced. Four students in a row have been defeated by Yang Fan and have become his foils."
"Even fifth-ranked Jiang Qiuyue's mentality has been shattered. It will probably take her a while to recover. If it weren't for third-ranked Jiang Chen competing this year, the first place in this year's joint exam might have fallen into the hands of No. 3 Middle School!"
The principal of No. 1 Middle School looked extremely ugly at this moment. This year's performance of No. 1 Middle School was unprecedentedly poor, and Yang Fan had stolen all the limelight.
Even though other schools haven't said anything blatantly yet, the principal of No. 1 Middle School can already sense their mockery of No. 1 Middle School from their slightly strange looks!
But there is no way, in this world strength is the deciding factor.
Yang Fan defeated them fairly in the ring. Even if it was hard for the principal of No. 1 Middle School to accept it, he had to hold it in!
After trying hard to calm down his extremely bad mood, the principal of No. 1 Middle School turned around and looked at Jiang Chen beside him.
"Jiang Chen, our No. 1 Middle School has completely lost face this time. Nothing we say will help. But as long as you can secure first place in the joint exam and maintain our reputation as the strongest middle school in Zhangcheng, the result of this joint exam is still acceptable."
"If even the first place in the joint entrance exam is snatched away by Yang Fan, then today our No. 1 Middle School will definitely be nailed to the pillar of shame, becoming his stepping stone, and being trampled under his feet!"
"This is something that all the students and teachers at No. 1 Middle School cannot accept, and it's also the outcome your uncle least wants to see!"
Jiang Chen understood what the principal of No. 1 Middle School meant and said confidently, "Don't worry, Principal. The first place in this joint exam was already determined before it even began. That Yang Fan who suddenly appeared out of nowhere is just a small ripple. He can't stop this established fact."
Hearing Jiang Chen's stress-free words, the principal of No. 1 Middle School nodded, and his depressed heart felt a little relieved.
If any other middle school student lost, it would be embarrassing at most. But if even Jiang Chen lost, and Yang Fan took the first place in the joint entrance examination, that would be a huge joke!
"Joint exam finals, Yang Fan versus Jiang Chen, both contestants, please come on stage and compete!"
When Yang Fan's name was called out, many of the students from No. 3 Middle School were so excited that their faces turned red, and they raised their fists to cheer for Yang Fan. However, Yang Fan, who was standing on the stage, could only hear the voices of a few students with loud voices.
But when Jiang Chen's name was called out, the entire examination room was in an uproar. The violent waves of noise were like a tsunami, instantly echoing throughout the examination room, deafening and drowning out the voices of the three middle school students.
Jiang Chen is the third-ranked genius in No. 1 Middle School and the idol of countless girls. Even before the joint entrance examination began, he was already designated by everyone as the first in the exam.
Except for the three middle school students, no one hopes that Yang Fan can win, and no one thinks that Yang Fan can win!
Even in the eyes of the three middle school students, the probability of Yang Fan winning this battle is very small.
The reason they cheered for Yang Fan was not because they thought Yang Fan could really win, but simply to cheer for Yang Fan so that he could feel the support from the alumni of No. 3 Middle School and not appear so isolated and helpless when standing on the stage.
Jiang Chen's gaze slowly swept across the audience. Everywhere there were people cheering for him, and everywhere there were people going crazy for him.
Immersed in this incomparable surging sound, Jiang Chen only felt an invisible force surging from all directions and injected into his body.
At this moment, he seemed to be a chosen one born for the times, carrying the will of all students. Winning first place in this joint examination was the result that everyone was looking forward to, and it was also a destiny!
"Yang Fan, everyone is on my side, everyone is cheering for me, don't you feel lonely and helpless?"
Hearing Jiang Chen's arrogant words, Yang Fan's lips curled up: "I only know that the more people support you, the happier I will feel when I step on you."
Jiang Chen's expression froze, and the coldness in his eyes intensified. "Yang Fan, you can be more stubborn than I thought. But in this arena where strength is everything, being stubborn won't solve any problems!"
"I may not be able to solve the problem, but I can still solve you."
Jiang Chen's chest heaved, his fists clenched and crackled, and his eyes were filled with suppressed anger.
Yang Fan did not retreat either. He held his head high and his chest puffed out. His eyes were clear and bright, without any fear in his eyes.
"The competition begins!"
Yang Fan immediately activated his sword energy and condensed a flying sword. Jiang Chen also raised his skull staff and infused it with magic power.
"Undead barrier!"
Jiang Chen shouted loudly, and the skeleton staff in his hand suddenly emitted a black light. An evil and corrupted aura emanated from it, spreading in all directions.
Suddenly, dark clouds gathered in the sky and sour black rain fell.
Dust swirled on the arena, rotten tombstones emerged from the ground one after another, white smoke suddenly emerged, and a faint ethereal voice could be heard coming from it.
A huge throne made of countless bones fell from the sky and landed in front of Jiang Chen.
At the same time, the two tombstones closest to Jiang Chen shook slightly, and two skeletons crawled out of the grave, one on the left and one on the right, and helped him onto the throne.
"This is hell for the living and heaven for the dead. And I am the only king in this land of death!"
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