The Ninth Rebirth Demon King

When the people of the Star Observation Academy saw this scene, more or less, their faces lost its luster. However, he still hoped that when the President Zhong fought back, they would not be too tough, and that their Principal would be able to end this competition peacefully.

On the other side, the people from the Changtian Academy were much more cheerful. Although they did not cheer out loud, their faces were full of joy.

The Knights of the Guards' Mansion were also watching the competition. The difference in realm between their and President Zhong's was just too great, so they were more concerned about President Xiao Feng. In their view, the fact that the President Xiao Feng had such bravery was already something that they admired. They felt that none of them would be a match for this young man.

Just when everyone thought that there was no suspense, the suspense suddenly appeared. This was because people realized that the President Zhong's strength was not as strong as before, and his body seemed to be tied down by something. Although it could still knock President Xiao Feng flying, but it was obviously a little difficult.

Why is that!?

The vast majority of people did not understand why this was the case. However, the Vice President of the two academies, as well as the powerful experts who had hidden themselves within the crowd and the tall buildings, had discovered some clues.

President Zhong was trapped in a formation, no one knew when it appeared. But they all believed that this array must have been set up by Feng Ting.

This President Xiao Feng had actually secretly set up a formless array in such a large scale competition. This was simply too inconceivable.

Many people knew that the President Xiao Feng had very high attainments in alchemy and smithing, but they had never heard of his attainments in formations.

What was even more astonishing was that with the President Zhong's knowledge and realm, how could they not realize that Feng Ting was also setting up an array formation at the same time he attacked? If President Zhong had discovered this earlier, this formation would not have been set up successfully.

At this moment, the formation was already in effect. This meant that the formation had been set up successfully.

What kind of formation was this?

These experts of Fen Cheng's realm and above had discovered the array, but the other Spirit Cultivator s had not discovered the array at all.

Even now, no one believed that the President Xiao Feng would win. Everyone believed that as long as President Zhong had time, he would be able to break through this formation.

Although there was a deviation in the competition, the result did not seem to change. Even if the President Zhong was trapped by the array, Feng Ting wouldn't be able to do anything to him. Since he could not hurt President Zhong, he could only wait for President Zhong to defeat him.

Suddenly, Feng Ting who was frantically attacking stopped. He stood fifty metres away and looked at Zhong Teng quietly.

"President Xiao Feng, you truly make this old man admire you." Zhong Teng's body trembled slightly. The white robe whooshed as the berserk Spiritual Strength collided with the formless array.

"President Zhong, if you admit defeat, then the competition will end here." When Feng Ting said this, there was no trace of coldness in his tone, as if he was trying to advise an old man.

"President Xiao Feng, please continue." Zhong Teng said as he walked forward towards Feng Ting.

Feng Ting stood there unmoving, his eyes revealed seriousness, but it also implied that there were other emotions.

One step, two steps, three steps …

Zhong Teng walked towards Feng Ting. His footsteps were still very light, but a little slow.

Those super strong warriors knew that Zhong Teng had to use up a lot of energy to drag the array when he was walking.

Feng Ting was still motionless, as if he was hesitating, as if he had already made his decision long ago.

Finally, Zhong Teng was ten meters away from him. To the two of them, this wasn't really a distance. As long as Zhong Teng used his full power, he might be able to take Feng Ting's life. However, he did not do so and continued walking forward.

However, it was obvious that his footsteps had slowed down. Every step he took, he seemed to be pondering something.

"President Zhong, are you still not admitting defeat?" Feng Ting asked again.

"President Xiao Feng, you worry too much." Zhong Teng's gaze was calm and firm.

"Swish."

Feng Ting made his move, his body moved like lightning as he rushed forward.

A distance of ten meters, to Feng Ting, was similarly negligible. The foggy venomous insect blade in his hand had already pierced out, straight towards Zhong Teng's heart.

Previously, Zhong Teng had always been able to knock Feng Ting flying with a wave of his sleeve. But at that moment, his movements were obviously a little sluggish, and before he could even open his robes, the foggy venomous insect blade had already pierced into his heart.

BOOM!

At the same time, the foggy venomous insect blade released a light aura, as if it had exploded on Zhong Teng's chest.

Zhong Teng's robe that was originally about to be unfolded, stopped in front of him. He quietly looked at Feng Ting, his gaze still as calm. As if he had not been stabbed, the man in front of him was not his enemy.

"Swish."

The foggy venomous insect blade was pulled out, and Feng Ting retreated five meters.

Fresh blood flowed out from Zhong Teng's chest, instantly dying his white robe red. The bright red mark continued to expand and expand, making it especially eye-catching on the white robe.

The square was completely silent.

This was a result that no one expected. President Zhong's heart had been pierced, and he was still bleeding profusely. If Spirit Cultivator was unable to control his bleeding, then it meant that his body had suffered great damage. If this wound reached his heart, then he would most likely die.

Even Zhong Teng, with his Changhe High Level, was the same.

"President Zhong …"

A few Vice President s of Long River Academy flew over, but they were unable to get close to their Headmaster. This was because there was a formation array at their Principal's side that was blocking them.

BOOM!

Just at that moment, Zhong Teng's body trembled violently. He flew up uncontrollably and laid down in the air. Being controlled by the formation meant that he no longer had the strength to fight back.

"Bang, bang, bang …"

A few Changtian Academy s of the Changtian Academy began to attack the illusory array.

"Too late."

After Feng Ting finished this sentence, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was as pale as paper, and his body was trembling violently.

President Xiao Feng was not injured, why did he vomit blood?

Blood Transformation Array!

At this time, among the super experts watching the battle, some of them finally understood why Feng Ting spat out blood.

This Blood Transformation was only a legendary array. Legend has it that someone could use their own blood to lay down an invisible array. When a formation was broken through, the person who laid the formation would cough up blood and die.

Could it be that Feng Ting had just used the Blood Transformation array?

This caused these super experts to be shocked.

Those Spirit Cultivator who were confused thought that Feng Ting had been shocked by the attacks of those few Vice President.

BOOM!

Finally, with a loud bang, the formation was broken.

A Vice President hugged Zhong Teng and shouted, "Principal!"

"Don't yell." Zhong Teng finally spoke. His lips were deathly pale and his complexion ashen.

"Dean..." We'll take you back. "

"No …" My cardiac pulse has already shattered, it won't work anymore. " Zhong Teng stopped the Vice President from doing anything as he tried his best to stand up. Then, he pointed at Feng Ting who was not far away: "Feng Ting, come over here."

Feng Ting's face revealed a bitter expression. He was silent for a moment, but still walked over.

These Vice President s looked at Feng Ting with killing intent, but they knew that they could not make a move.

"President Zhong, I'm sorry. My attacks were too severe." Feng Ting stood in front of Zhong Teng.

Zhong Teng smiled. He stretched out his trembling hands, gently grabbed onto Feng Ting's hands and said: "I have something that I need to entrust to you."

"Please speak, President Zhong." Feng Ting said with a heavy expression.

"I'm leaving, you'll be the principal of the Changtian Academy." Zhong Teng's eyes were filled with anticipation.

What!

Hearing this, not only Feng Ting and a dozen or so Vice President s, but also many people around them heard this order. Everyone was shocked. They all felt that they had misheard.

"President Zhong, you …" Feng Ting suddenly understood a few things.

"You are a student of the Changtian Academy, so you have the responsibility to shoulder this burden." Zhong Teng smiled gently.

"Principal, how could he be a student of the Changtian Academy?" One of the directors said.

"He entered the Changtian Academy a long time ago, but very rarely came to class." Zhong Teng said solemnly.

Out of the dozen or so surrounding Vice President, only one person had a lamenting look in his eyes, while the others were completely shocked. How did they not know that Feng Ting had entered the Changtian Academy?

"But he hurt the dean!" A Vice President's voice was obviously filled with killing intent.

"It is precisely because he injured me that he is stronger than me and more qualified to become the Headmaster." Zhong Teng did not have much stamina left, and paused for a bit, before continuing, "It was a fair match between Feng Ting and I, so I am convinced of my defeat. If I let him take the position of the Principal, I would be happy to accept it. "

Although his words made some sense, these Vice President s still could not accept it. This was because they had all felt that the Principal's cardiac pulse had shattered and their blood and sweat had become empty. How could they allow someone who had killed the dean to become the dean?

"Feng Ting, you understand me so don't decline." Zhong Teng looked at Feng Ting, his eyes filled with gratification and laughter.

Feng Ting became silent, he finally understood what Zhong Teng meant when he said that the last part was to be completed by someone else. He didn't ask who the later man was, and now he knows. He could not refuse an old man who fought with his life.

", you all heard, from now on, Feng Ting is the Principal of the Changtian Academy." Zhong Teng pushed aside the two Vice President s supporting him, once again making clear his intentions.

These Vice President s all had heavy expressions. Their hearts were filled with pain and conflict.

"I'm not dead yet. Don't you want to listen to me?" Zhong Teng shouted in anger.

"Principal, this subordinate does not dare …"

These Vice President s did not dare to disobey, and they all bowed to show that they understood.

"I haven't seen your dean yet." Zhong Teng ordered.

"Yes …" "Dean."

The Vice President immediately turned around and greeted Feng Ting: "This subordinate greets the Principal."

Feng Ting did not look at the s. He only looked at Zhong Teng. He admired the old man now, and he had thought he was the only one who could read the old man. However, from the looks of it, he could only understand half of it.

"Feng Ting, although you are the Principal, you cannot let them keep bowing, can you?" Zhong Teng smiled calmly.