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Chapter 14: A Surrender Faster than Instant Killing!

"Damn~ that's badass, he's truly a God-tier genius!"

"What can I say, he practically annihilated his opponent with ease!"

"Wow, my man, whether Jiang City can become a base city now depends on you!"

"Ye Feng~ Ah~ I love you!"

Where there are those who are ecstatic, there will naturally be those who are disheartened.

The students from the Second High, all were dispirited, like frostbitten eggplants.

Although their senior class had more than one B-level Talent, the other B-level Talent was generally considered less powerful than Zhao Wen.

This round basically meant that the Second High was completely out of the running for the peak competition after this round.

The competition proceeded as usual, unaffected by Ye Feng's victory in the round.

At this point, Zhou Wenlong, sitting in the bleachers, was already relaxed and aloof.

The first place of the preliminary competition was practically reserved for Ye Feng.

As for the final round, as the City Lord of the city where the student participants reside, he had the privilege to watch the final round on site, and the same applied to the final competition.

Here, there weren't many participating students to begin with, just over a hundred, and since there were ten arenas, the next round quickly arrived.

Ye Feng went to another arena after seeing his number and at the same time, an old familiar figure stood in front of him.

"Ye Feng!"

Wang Dong from Class Three looked complicatedly at Ye Feng in front of him.

"Wang Dong."

Ye Feng recognized the classmate in front of him, it was Wang Dong from the Third High School's Class Three, who had awakened a D-level Talent and before he could celebrate for long, was overshadowed by Zhang Yang.

"Keep it up, although your Imperial Beast might not be as good as an Eight-star or Nine-star, I'm looking forward to seeing you win in the final competition!"

To Ye Feng's surprise, Wang Dong did not summon his Imperial Beast, but raised his right hand after saying a few words.

"Referee, I concede!"

The referee paused for a moment, this was the first person to concede today, but he quickly came to his senses.

Those who persist in wasting time even when they know they cannot win are not smart people, but fools.

"Ye Feng, wins!"

This unforeseen result caused an uproar at the venue.

"Damn! There's a conspiracy!" One student from the Second High complained.

"What conspiracy are you talking about, a D-level challenging an SSS-level, why don't you try flying into the sky and walk shoulder to shoulder with the sun?"

"I think you look like a conspiracy, your whole family is a conspiracy!"

"Our Brother Dong knows his limits, unlike some people who are overconfident~"

The students from the Third High instantly responded to the complaint from the Second High student, making him question his life, and once again dragged Zhao Wen, who had lost to Ye Feng before, through the mud.

At this moment, Gao Wenwu, sitting in the bleachers, looked at the Second High principal's gloomy face and laughed, causing the principal to feel the burning pain in his organs from anger.

...

Seemingly inspired by Wang Dong, something that nobody expected happened next.

After Wang Dong, whichever student encountered Ye Feng, their hands were raised high as they conceded on the spot and then proudly walked off the arena.

Back in the day, I lost to a God-tier genius. That wasn't just bragging, many people witnessed it!

"Damn, why didn't I think of that, there aren't many people left, do I still have a chance?"

"Please pair me with Ye Feng!"

"May all the gods and buddhas bless me, let me step in the ring with Ye Feng!"

Soon after, everyone on the field could see the remaining participants murmuring something to themselves.

Whenever they saw that they weren't the ones facing Ye Feng, they would let out a groan of frustration.

"This is the first time in my life!"

"This is absolutely absurd!"

"I'm so jealous of those guys who can brag about this competition for the rest of their lives!"

"I'm so envious, alas, I'm just an EF-level!"

The audience at the scene, some were envious, some were joking, some were supportive, and some were jeering.

Wang Dong's move dissolved the tense atmosphere at the venue.

"Brother Dong, you're really awesome~"

One student from the Third High looked at Wang Dong with admiration, which made Wang Dong feel a bit embarrassed since he had meant what he said.

Sometimes, when there's a huge gap in strength, there's no desire to compete or any feelings of jealousy or resentment.

...

As the eliminations continued, the number of remaining participants dwindled to single digits.

"Ye Feng, wins!"

"Zhang Yang, wins!"

Just at this moment, the referees announced the results on two separate stages, and the next second, everyone's gaze was fixed on two people, Ye Feng and Zhang Yang.

Now, the only participants left in the field were these two.

For this next match, there was no need to randomly select competitors.

"Up next, Ye Feng versus Zhang Yang, please prepare each participant!"

At the referee's signal, both of them ascended a new stage.