“I didn’t expect Elder Gong’s newly accepted disciple to break Nie Linglong’s record! D*mn, Nie Linglong won 28 rounds, but Ye Wanwan won 37 rounds…”
“You’re comparing Ye Wanwan to Nie Linglong? Are you trying to be funny? The number of SS-rank mercenaries who participated in the competition from Nie Linglong’s year was as many as the amount of fur on a cow’s body! The competitors in these two years were a completely different caliber, alright? Even if we ignore that, Ye Wanwan merely broke one of Nie Linglong’s records, and it’s an insignificant record!”
Things like the quantity of S-rank missions, mercenary honor points, and such had brought about Nie Linglong’s nearly unrivaled and unshakable reputation at Scarlet Flames Academy .
Many higher-ups couldn’t help but nod and praise Ye Wanwan .
Some of them walked toward Elder Gong with a grin on their face as they congratulated him .
“Haha, Elder Gong, you’ve truly accepted a disciple with remarkable potential! She’s only a D-rank but managed to bulldoze through this year’s martial competition…”
“Elder Gong, you truly make other people really envious . ”
Elder Gong’s face didn’t reveal anything, but joy surfaced in his eyes as he said, “My awful disciple still has a long journey to travel . She merely got lucky and was able to break the record this time and achieve first place . It’s nothing worthy of bragging or praise . ”
Elder Lei He glanced at Elder Gong, his expression so dark that ink could drip from it . This old geezer is actually showing off despite being the one who won in the end .
“Heh, Linglong, how does it feel to watch your record get broken?” a higher-up genially joked while looking at the nearby Nie Linglong .
Nie Linglong met that higher-up’s eyes and expressionlessly responded, “Oh…? I broke this kind of record?”
“Of course! You won 28 matches in a row the first time you competed in the martial competition and broke the record of your sister, Worriless Nie…”
The higher-up nodded frantically . Did Nie Linglong forget her own record breaking?
“I see . ” Nie Linglong nodded lightly and detachedly said, “I don’t take this kind of minor record to heart, so I must’ve forgotten it with the passing of time . ”
“Haha…” The higher-up laughed . “That’s true . Linglong, the martial competition from your year had a much higher caliber than this year’s… Furthermore, you did break quite a number of major records, so it’s normal for you to forget about a record like this . ”
Nie Linglong walked toward Scarlet Flames’ headmaster and said, “Headmaster, I’ll excuse myself now since the competition has concluded . ”
The headmaster nodded, giving her the go-ahead .
“My Lord, the competition is over and it’s late . There are still many matters requiring my Lord’s attention, so why don’t we leave soon?” Jiang Yan quietly asked the expressionless man next to him .
“Then I’ll also excuse myself now . ”
Seeing the dust settle for this competition and everyone’s successive departures, Lord Asura stood up and said, “I’ll be taking my leave now, Headmaster . ”
“Help yourself, Lord Asura . ” The headmaster nodded .
Lord Asura merely walked a few steps before suddenly turning around, his bone-chilling gaze landing on the unmoving Ji Xiuran .
“Emperor Ji seems to be abundant in free time . The competition has already ended, so why is Emperor Ji still staying?” Lord Asura aloofly asked the other man .
Ji Xiuran smiled faintly . “May I ask what it has to do with Lord Asura whether I have an abundance of free time and whether or not I’m staying or leaving?”