Chapter 1339: Chapter 1343: No One Gets the Better of Me
At the same time as Ritian International Culture and Martial Arts School was rising to fame, countless people blindly wanted to send their descendants there to study.
However, at the same time, another voice also emerged from the crowd.
Indeed, the four great academies all acknowledged that they were inferior to Ritian International Culture and Martial Arts School, but what does this prove? Does it prove their teaching staff can’t compare with them, or that the school’s resources are inferior, or perhaps that their peak combat strength is not as strong?
Anyone with sharp eyes can see that the four great academies and more than a dozen other schools gathered so many Saints clearly to cause trouble for Ritian International Culture and Martial Arts School, and with their final reaction, it’s more than likely they suffered a setback, with the most likely possibility being that the school’s founder already includes a Demigod-level existence.
However, if you think about it carefully, whether the peak combat strength is strong or not has little to do with whether a school can produce excellent students; the strongest Martial Artist in the world might be able to teach one of the best students because he can devote all his resources and effort.
But if you make him a school principal, teaching a whole group of geniuses isn’t likely something strength alone can achieve.
Perhaps they were just intimidated by the strength of this Ritian International Culture and Martial Arts School principal, which led to such a reaction. Their ability to run a school may not necessarily be that strong.
Moreover, as for that leaked video, everyone knows that photos can be forged too. Only seeing it with your own eyes counts as real; whether it’s a mule or a horse, you have to take it for a spin to know.
Under such remarks, that surge of momentum for Ritian International Culture and Martial Arts School was suddenly suppressed.
"MMP, just can’t stand others being good, can you?" Zhang Menglong looked at those comments and thought with his butt that more than likely these remarks were made by alumni from the top schools.
Their official side acknowledged it, but they all have a certain pride in their hearts; they don’t want their school to be crushed like this.
"Principal, these remarks are very detrimental to us. Originally, under the promotion of those brain-dead fans, the reputation of our school was getting higher and higher, but now it has gradually leveled off."
"Well, in that case, let’s organize an exchange competition." Zhang Menglong said with a smile.
"Who would want to participate in this," Wen Tianyao said, "Originally, the highest-level Martial Artist school competition on the entire Stigma Continent was organized by the four great academies. The competition was divided into high, medium, and low levels, which is also the most generally credible competition. If we were to hold a competition, I’m afraid not many people would be willing to participate."
"Is your vision narrow?" Zhang Menglong laughed, "What’s their champion’s reward?"
"From what I recall, for the senior Martial Artist group, the first prize is 100 trillion Sacred Gold, a Heavenly Grade Peak martial arts or Cultivation Technique, plus 1 piece of Heavenly Grade advanced elixir!" Wen Tianyao said, such a reward had an almost fatal attraction for Martial Artists below the Saint level, and even for most teachers of those schools, it was very official.
It’s known that even in the four great academies, those Saints all hold important positions. Aside from direct disciples, they only occasionally hold large public classes, and most teachers are just Martial Artists above the Wheel Mystery eight realms.
Zhang Menglong laughed and said, "Since that’s the case, let’s raise the champion’s reward to 1000 trillion Sacred Gold, one Saint Grade advanced Cultivation Technique or martial arts, plus 10 Saint Pills!"
"This..." Zhang Menglong’s move left Wen Tianyao and Wen Tianhui, the two brothers, stunned.
But for those who helped Zhang Menglong sort out the school, they naturally knew that money was like a drizzle to Zhang Menglong. In the library’s martial arts section, casually picking up a book might be Saint Grade.
As for 10 Saint Pills, just recently when a group of honorary professors came to , it took Zhang Menglong only 10 days to come up with 100,000 Saint Grade Elixirs for them, and the quality was extremely high. Such things were negligible for him!
"Principal, this is feasible!"
"Then let’s do it!" Zhang Menglong slapped his thigh with a crafty merchant’s face, "Anyway, these things will probably end up being ours; by then, we can just find an excuse to keep them!"
"But what if others still don’t believe?" Zhang Menglong continued to ask.
"Rest assured, we can find the most authoritative institution on Stigma Continent to publish this news. They are the most credible certification organization!"
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The next day, the most authoritative certification institution on Stigma Continent released a notification:
Ritian International Culture and Martial Arts School names the organization of the "Ritian Cup" Youth Martial Artist Championship, allowing schools across the entire continent to sign up with no limit on the number of participants, the only requirement being student status.
The champion’s reward turned out to be 1000 trillion Sacred Gold, one Saint Grade advanced Cultivation Technique or martial arts, plus 10 Saint Pills!
If this notification was posted by another institution, it would surely be considered a boring marketing ploy. Imagine the family wealth needed to produce 10 Saint Pills!
But this notification was released by the most authoritative institution across the continent. It’s known that all their releases go through strict audit processes, and all champion rewards must be deposited with them first.
In other words, since this notification has been released, it indicates that the champion rewards are already in place! Intimidation and inducement? They truly do not believe Ritian International Culture and Martial Arts School would dare to do such things; it would lead to not just disgrace but ruin.
Upon seeing this message, every Martial Artist school across the Stigma Continent became abuzz with excitement; the champion could obtain 10 Saint Pills! And not just the champion, but the top three winners; the second place gets 5 pills, and the third place gets 1. Who wouldn’t be tempted by such rewards?
"Damn! Had I known, I would have postponed my graduation. Damn loss!"
"Tsk, the entire Stigma Continent is so huge, do you think you could make it to the top three?"
"Exactly, the top few are sure to be taken by people from the four academies."
"For their school to host this competition themselves, do they really have that much confidence?"
"Impossible! A school established for just a few months, even if the realm is high, surely they used elixirs for forced enhancement. Such people’s strength is hollow."
"Right, the consequences of enforcing quick growth are clear to everyone; they probably just want to use this opportunity to play up their financial prowess. That’s a benefit to us!"
"How strange, why are there only top 3 rewards for the regular group but only top 2 for the advanced group? Did their prizes run out?"
"Who cares! Come on, let’s sign up!"
On the Stigma Continent, generally, students can graduate when reaching the Void Transformation Realm, but some feel there’s more to learn from school and choose to extend their time there. Most become teachers at the Wheel Mystery Realm.
In other words, generally, a student’s strongest realm is at the peak of the Void Transformation.
The competition is divided into two levels: the regular group for Martial Artists below the God-breaking Realm, and the advanced group for those at the Void Transformation Realm.
"Principal, I don’t understand. Why are only the first and second places rewarded in the advanced group? What about the third?" Wen Tianyao asked.
"Nonsense, currently, it’s just the two of you above the Void Transformation Realm in our school. You guys can take the first two prizes, should we leave the third for outsiders?" Zhang Menglong smiled, "No one should think they can take advantage of me!"
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