The Anarchic Consort

Translator: Misty Cloud Editor: Misty Cloud

The teacher watched the judges by his side nodding their heads, stood up, and coughed fiercely twice.

Following the sounds of those two dry coughs, the entire arena regained its quietness.

Teacher Ling Li scanned all around. After confirming everyone’s silence, did he speak. “The academy’s finals, Superior Compound versus Inferior Compound, first match, martial qi competition, starts now!”

After he finished speaking, the teacher returned to his original position.

Master Bai felt that he didn’t even need to watch the first match. This was Yuan family’s most outstanding genius. His martial qi’s level was only slightly beneath Murong Chang Feng’s. Even within the entire academy, one may not necessarily find many who could compare with his strength, much less trash from the Inferior Compound.

The match he’s most concerned with was the second one in armaments, and it wasn’t for any other reason except that armaments was unlike the other two matches. During the finals, a written exam was added.

He’s afraid at that time, the duration would be too lengthy and the students over here might lose patience.

It’s easy to understand. The outcome basically was already inevitable, yet they had to use their freetime to compete with this group of people who didn’t even know what armaments were. They were really just wasting their time. They would be better off sleeping a bit more.

Master Bai shook his head, directly put away the purple ceramic teapot in his hand, and started to close his eyes to rest.

The spectators who saw him breathed a lengthy sigh. “Look at how relaxed Master Bai is, he doesn’t even need to give any pointers and just allowed Young Master Yuan to directly go onstage. I reckon this time, there’s no need to think about it, the champion will be the Superior Compound.”

“That’s for sure! In the previous two rounds, the sequence was divination, then martial qi. The Inferior Compound still was able to win, because martial qi was left for last, but it’ll be different in the finals. Once they lose the first round, it’ll be tantamount to losing half of the competition already.”

“That’s right, that person from the Inferior Compound, do you guys have inside information on him? What rank of a martial artist is he, yet so brazen, even already butt heads with Young Master Yuan before.”

“I don’t know any inside information, however, when I looked at the school records last time, he seemed to be earth rank.”

“Ha ha ha, earth rank? Then it’s going to be a tragedy for him. Young Master Yuan won’t be lenient. However, speaking of this, in the preceding two rounds, the Inferior Compound won undefeated. It seems that person hasn’t competed before.”

“Doesn’t matter if he’s come out before, he’s still going to be screwed, don’t forget, that’s Young Master Yuan.”

Everybody’s tongues were wagging, everyone taking delight in someone else’s calamity as they laughed.

Yet when they encountered the figure approaching from behind, they couldn’t help but swallow their saliva.

Baili Jia Jue slowly walked onstage, the outlines of his long robe, the meticulously faceted shoulders, his entire graceful body, tall and straight, standing beneath the golden evening light, so beautiful even the heaven and earth paled in comparison….

The people nearby automatically made way for him.

In his eyes, it’s as if the many people weren’t there, nor was there the existence of Yuan Ling Xuan. His gaze was as it’s always been, unapproachable, cold and detached, noble, also a trace of something indecipherable.

Just from that, Yuan Ling Xuan fumed with anger between gritted teeth. He was arrogant by nature. All of those officials, big or small, which one of them didn’t need to watch his mood to survive.

Even within White Academy, students from all four compounds must listen to his commands.

Yet this destitute pedantic guy dared to embarrass him!

Yuan Ling Xuan didn’t believe at all that an earth ranked martial artist deserved his attention. If it weren’t for the fact that this despicable guy was too arrogant, he wouldn’t have even needed to appear onstage.

However!

He was absolutely willing to beat his opponent into a pulp!

Especially that arrogant face of his, he had to properly take care of it!

Yuan Ling Xuan strode a step forward, lifting his eyelids to glance sideways at Baili Jia Jue. “You now should know how big the disparity is between you and I. You dared to provoke me on the first day of school. I can’t help but say that you’re really not afraid of death. If I were you, I’d throw away the match right now, at least your life will be saved. Of course, if you kneel and beg this young master, I might actually leave half of your life intact.”

After hearing these words, the first to react wasn’t Baili Jia Jue, rather, it’s the Seventh Prince sitting in the Superior Compound’s alternate section.

The little person stood up all of a sudden. On his face was fear the end of the world’s coming.

That guy dared to go as far as having Third Brother kneel to him.

Was that son from the Yuan family crazy!

This won’t do. After the competition, he must sever his ties with the Superior Compound to avoid suffering collateral damage when Third Brother retaliated!

Third Brother had never been the kind of person who’s done after he beat up someone.

After he’s done beating him up, he’s gonna follow up with one of his most painful attacks!

For example, have him completely strip naked and dance the frog dance.

Oh god!

He really didn’t want to think about it!

Little Seventh Prince wrapped his hands around his bald head and shook it back and forth, his little body almost couldn’t stand firmly, his pair of cheeks was actually bulging cutely.

One had no choice but to say that this Yuan Ling Xuan was too dumb!

Really was especially dumb!

Nangong Lie also thought this as he slowly broke into a smile, both ice-cold and pensive.

Let’s first not count the fire qilin. That guy’s immeasurable martial qi alone was more than enough to beat up ten Yuan Ling Xuan’s.

Heh…how’s Third Prince going to respond?

Nangong Lie turned his head around, and looked at the side of Baili Jia Jue’s face becoming colder.

Yuan Ling Xuan’s still fearlessly chirping and babbling over there.

Not until he’d flaunt just about everything did Baili Jia Jue slowly open his mouth and only said three words. “Who are you?”

Who are you, who are you, who are you…

Yuan Ling Xuan’s face started to crack…

“Pfff!”

Wei Wei, who heard everything from beginning to end, couldn’t control herself, as she buried her face in her belly and laughed.

Instant kill, absolutely an instant kill!

At a time when you hate a person, detest him so much your head’s going to explode, your target only responded with ‘who are you’.

That kind of feeling could not be described in words. Just watching Yuan Ling Xuan’s face paled into white, then darkening from white into black, then returning again into white, was already so very marvelous.

Yet Baili Jia Jue was as before, appeared as if the matter was of no concern to himself, the side of his face was so clean, it’s almost impossible to see his pores.

Yuan Ling Xuan was thoroughly enraged!

His left-hand tightly clenched then turned upwards, a swish sound crisply echoed!

The long whip in his hand made a swish sound as it took shape. Sharp thorns covered the whip’s body, radiating a yellow light.

“My god, gold rank! This is the first time I’ve seen a gold rank from the legends!”

“Don’t tell me this is a gift an heir of one of the four great clan’s born with! Too incredible!”

Hearing the two words, gold rank, Master Tu Lao turned towards the stage and took a look. That’s no doubt gold rank. Even though its radiance was still very weak, however, that kind of sharpness wasn’t something anyone was capable of resisting. It seemed that this time, the Inferior Compound, a dark horse that performed beyond everyone’s expectations, was bound to suffer defeat.

Yuan Ling Xuan relished soaking up the sighs and laments bubbling forth from all sides, the corners of his mouth perked up as he laughed evilly, pleased with himself. “What now? Want to beg for mercy?”

Everyone turned their heads to look at Baili Jia Jue. Ordinarily, under these circumstances, competitors would give up on the match. After all, the opponent was actually gold ranked!

Facing such ardent gazes, Baili Jia Jue naturally didn’t disappoint. His left hand straightened his sleeves, as he leisurely glanced sideways. “Beg for mercy? Are you talking about yourself?”

It’s precisely this attitude, that made the pit of Yuan Ling Xuan’s stomach flare up. His palm moved, only the whip suddenly coming to life could be seen as it transformed into a long black snake. Its sharp tip was even hissing and spitting a snake tongue!

Without exception, everyone in the audience were overwhelmed with shock. How high must his martial qi be, to be able to transform an armament’s appearance, undulating as if alive. How was this a martial qi competition. It’s practically a bloodbath!

At this very moment, there was only one thought in everyone’s mind, and that was that Baili Jia Jue was going to die!