Super War God in the City

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In the cheering crowd, there weren't many who stayed quiet, only Qi He and his three disciples.

Qi He felt an unpleasant taste in his heart, though the scene was somewhat expected. If Ling Fan had been here, it certainly wouldn't have turned out like this.

Wu Rao pursed her lips; she could sympathize with the feelings of Su Qiong and the others at the moment, but she was also helpless to do anything.

As for Zhong Rong and Zheng Yu, it was the same for them too. Their positions in the academy weren't very high—farting without making any noise would be hard, let alone letting out something loud!

Su Qiong and the others felt their heads swell from the overwhelming sounds of cheering and shouting surrounding them, their faces drained of color, their mouths biting their lips until they bled.

Fan Zhan clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh without him even noticing.

"It's your turn now, hurry up. What are you staring at, eating shit?" Liang Dang said angrily.

Fan Zhan was so irate that he immediately gritted his teeth and rushed forward, with Jiang Shi hardening his heart and following right behind Fan Zhan onto the iron chain bridge.

In the midst of the crowd's cheers and shouts, Fan Zhan actually managed to rush nearly fifty zhang before falling, and Jiang Shi was equally impressive. Under the high stimulation of spiritual power and a burst of fierce energy, with his First Grade cultivation, he surged forward nearly thirty zhang.

Liang Dang's face finally looked a bit better. The cheers and shouts gradually subsided. This performance was not much weaker than even the previous worst!

It was just that the little brothers who sat in the betting houses of the wealthy clans were crying.

"Brother You, we're losing again!" a little brother reported the situation with a mournful face.

Upon hearing this, Zha You almost fell over, his eyes bulging, "F*ck, how much did we lose this time?"

"Cough cough, the same as before!" The little brother said weakly.

"F*ck, didn't we adjust? Even if we bet on the opposite, we shouldn't have lost so much!" Zha You felt like spitting blood.

"We did adjust, but this time there were too many people betting on the opposite, several times more than before!" The little brother was also looking very frustrated.

Zha You calmed himself down and said hatefully, "These trash from the Secular World, wait and see how I deal with them later!"

At this moment, Su Qiong and Zhou Siyu bit their teeth and began to prepare to cross the iron chain bridge; since they were already in this mess, the two didn't have time to think any further.

"Boss, what are the odds this time?" The little brother couldn't help asking, as people had already started to urge them to make bets.

"What odds, damn it, we're not opening anymore, to hell with it, let them play by themselves!" Zha You cursed irritably.

This guy's brain was somewhat swollen, and he was badly frustrated; he was starting to get a little unclear on how to set the odds anymore.

Wanting to make a big bet but afraid of sinking in the losses, playing small was no fun, so he might as well just not bother with it.

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The onlookers saw even the rich and powerful close up shop, and couldn't help but find it amusing. This batch of freshmen really was quite unique; today, the wealthy had eaten Coptis and were unable to voice their suffering!

Without bets, it didn't really matter, since most of them had won money, and they were in high spirits. Their gazes fell on the two beauties, Su Qiong and Zhou Siyu.

As the two stepped onto the iron chain bridge, they immediately began to sway left and right, like walking on a balance beam, making the onlookers' hearts tighten. It was even worse than Zuo Zhengqing's performance before!

The onlooking disciples exchanged looks again: were these people's performances always so damn unstable?

Liang Dang watched from the sidelines, his teeth aching, wishing he could go up there and kick the two down himself!

Su Qiong and Zhou Siyu treaded carefully but still fell less than ten zhang, causing Liang Dang to almost spew out a mouthful of old blood!

"Damn it, these are the live treasures that Qi He that idiot brought in. Utterly speechless!" Liang Dang had no idea what to curse in his mind anymore.

The senior disciples watching almost dropped their jaws to the ground. Falling after less than ten zhang, they set a new record for the shortest distance before falling into the water. This wasn't just refreshing the records of Zhongnan Academy's examination!

It refreshed everyone's cognition as well. This record was assured to be unprecedented, with no one to follow, unbreakable by anyone!

Chao Liang and others couldn't help but hang their heads in shame. Although there was conflict between them, at this moment, Su Qiong and the others also represented the Secular World.

Their embarrassing display meant the entire Secular World's team would be ridiculed; it meant they were all losing face together, hinting at the idea that the honor or disgrace of one reflects on all.

Su Qiong and Zhou Siyu fell from a hundred meters high and 'plop' splashed into the water, creating two splashes.

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Both of them crashed into the depths of the water, the cold, biting cold that sent shivers to their bones. They choked on a few mouthfuls of water, barely managing to stay conscious.

After surfacing, they discerned their direction and swam back for their lives.

As time passed, cramps were inevitable, and they might not even have a chance to cry for help before drowning.

Luckily the distance wasn't far, and finally, with a struggle, they clambered back onto the shore.

Zuo Zhengqing was shivering against the stone wall, having just climbed up; even now, he hadn't recovered, his body still stiff.

"Quick, come over here and warm up a bit. The stones here are a little warmer from the sun. Damn it, I didn't expect the water to be this cold!" Zuo Zhengqing chattered.

Su Qiong and the other person struggled to move next to Zuo Zhengqing, about to speak when they suddenly saw his face change color, "No good, Brother Zhan and Jiang Shi are in danger!"

Upon hearing this, they turned their heads, and their faces turned white immediately—they had been closer to the shore when they fell in, so they had climbed up before Fan Zhan and his companion.

But the situation was different for Fan Zhan and his companion; one had internal injuries, and the other had forced himself to swim a considerable distance. Now both were quite far from the shore.

Jiang Shi was about twelve or thirteen yards from the shore, Fan Zhan more than twenty yards away. Both were exhausted and sinking, only able to move their arms stiffly, floundering.

"Quick, save them, save them!" Zuo Zhengqing's eyes turned red as he shouted loudly!

"Terrible, help, someone help, they're going to die..." Su Qiong and Zhou Siyu were terrified and yelled towards the top.

The situation in the water was always monitored, but instances of swimmers not making it back were extremely rare; it had been a very long time since the last occurrence.

"Fuck, those two losers can't even swim back such a short distance? Damn it, might as well let them die!" Many of the older students couldn't help but express their shock.

Liang Dang's face was ashen; emergency rescue disciples hidden under the cliff were already on their way to save them. Each cohort always had two patrol disciples on standby just in case, and now they were indeed needed.

By the time Fan Zhan and Jiang Shi were brought back to shore, their eyes had rolled back.

After throwing the two on the stone platform, the disciples left with a look of disdain, feeling that saving such worthless individuals was an utter embarrassment.

Zuo Zhengqing and the other two hurriedly administered help, and after spitting out several mouthfuls of water, the two could finally breathe again.

Their bodies were too stiff to move; in the end, it was because their cultivation was too weak, the power of their True Yuan unable to resist the cold invading their bodies.

"Hahaha, look, this new cohort has two losers who couldn't swim back, hahaha, what an eye-opener, what an eye-opener!" Suddenly, someone started cheering, blowing a series of loud whistles.

"Hahaha, what the hell, it's an entire squad of losers! Fuck, who's the mentor who recruited them, it's not Elder Qi He from September, is it?" another laughed.

"Let's give them a cheer, 'Loser squad, push harder!' How's that for encouragement, how's that for a boost?" another person shouted.

"Fuck, bro, you've got talent, that's damn encouraging. Come on, everyone, shout it out loud!"

"Loser squad!"

"Push harder!"

"Loser squad!"

"Push harder..."

The scene erupted with over a thousand people playing a shouting relay game, with one group saying the first half and another the second half, all in perfect sync!

Su Qiong and the others sat on the stone platform below, their faces pale as death as they listened to the mocking cheers thundering in their ears.

Jiang Shi bit his lip until it bled, his eyes reddening, unable to stop himself from holding his head and sobbing, "I'm just trash, I'm fucking trash, I've brought disgrace to our leader. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't even have the qualifications to enter, I've embarrassed everyone..."

As he talked, he lost control of his emotions and began to cry uncontrollably, venting his grief, repression, humiliation, and inferiority.

"Fuck, fuck, what the fuck, look, look, what's happening, what's happening? That wimp is crying, crying, he's actually crying!" Suddenly, someone pointed at Jiang Shi and started shouting excitedly as if they had discovered a new world.

"Oh my God, such a wimp doesn't deserve to be in the academy. It's a disgrace to our academy. Our academy's motto is 'bleed but do not cry.' Such trash, I strongly suggest that he be kicked out of Zhongnan Academy!" another person yelled.

"Yeah, kick him out of Zhongnan Academy, kick him out of Zhongnan Academy! Kick him out of Zhongnan Academy..." The crowd started chanting again, not mocking now but with voices of loathing condemnation.

Liang Dang, Chao Liang, and the other newcomers from the Secular World wished they could just crawl into a hole as their faces turned black as the bottom of a pot. The face of the entire cohort of newcomers had been utterly disgraced by these few.