Hearing the other elder's scolding, everyone understood that it was Zhang Xing who launched a sneak attack!
'What an idiot, you knew that Zhang Xing was tricky and good at seizing opportunities, yet you still talked nonsense with him.
'You attacked right away, pretended to talk, and attacked from the shadows. You're a Combat King, how could you not defeat Zhang Xing at such a close distance?
Have you ever seen Zhang Xing's mouth full of nonsense when facing an enemy?
'That kid was staring at your flaws and ended the battle with a single punch.'
'You've already learned your lesson, yet you still haven't learned your lesson. You're still dawdling, dawdling, dawdling.' You're ranked second in the academy, you're nothing outside the academy. '
"Zhang Xing, you didn't follow the rules, that was a sneak attack, it doesn't count!"
Dudley jumped out and pointed at Zhang Xing and shouted.
"Sneak attack?
What a joke!
The match started when you entered the arena, how is that a sneak attack? "
"If this was a battlefield, would you tell the enemy that it was a sneak attack?"
"When your bones are dried up and the enemy is still alive, would you go to hell and tell the King of Hell that it was a sneak attack?"
"You're all like flowers in a greenhouse. When you were training in the army, you were just going through the motions. How many of you took it seriously?"
In the arena, a judge from the Magician Guild flung his sleeves and scolded Dudley.
Seeing the judge's angry face, Dudley sat down resentfully. He didn't dare to refute, this was an elder of the guild.
He was so embarrassed that he buried his head deep in his magic robe.
Hearing the elder's impolite scolding, the students also lowered their heads in embarrassment.
That's right, they were greenhouse flowers. They were arrogant in school, but when they went to the battlefield, they were so scared that they peed their pants. If they didn't have a stomachache, they would have diarrhea.
The corners of the eyes of the big shots in the audience twitched.
'That's so heartless, at least the parents of these students are here, saying that in front of them is like slapping them in the face.'
'What is a greenhouse flower?'
'It means that you didn't teach them well, you spoiled them since they were young, you didn't want them to suffer.'
'Whether it's in school or in the army, you used your connections …'
"Cough cough!
I've said too much, please don't mind me, the match continues! "
This elder also felt that his words were a little harsh, so he promptly restrained his anger.
"Stoker, you go and teach this kid a lesson. This is ridiculous. All of us second-class students can't beat him. How can we go out and meet people in the future?"
A few of Stoker's close friends said angrily.
These words resonated with most of the students. Although they did not graduate from the same school and had all kinds of conflicts, Zhang Xing was an outsider in their eyes.
Even if Stoke stopped fighting, they would still be humiliated and Zhang Xing's reputation would be tarnished.
He could only place his last hope on Stoker. Otherwise, once the challenge ended, this matter would become the biggest news in the entire City of Martial Arts.
The eight hundred Advanced Magisters who had graduated this year were completely crushed by a graduate from a first class country who was less than ten years old. They had no ability to fight back.
Not only would they lose face, but even the reputation of their clans and academies would be greatly damaged.
"Stock!"
"Stock!"
"…"
No one knew who shouted first, but soon after, most of the people shouted in unison. The whole competition venue resounded with the same rhythm.
The few big shots of the Stoke family heard this and felt that their vision darkened. 'Damn it, which little hater is leading us to this rhythm?'
Stock also realized that he had been tricked. He was so angry that he almost faked a heart attack.
'Damn it, don't let me find out who it is …'