As soon as the two directors appeared, the scene imdiately quieted down.
"Fellow students, today we have a friendly competition between students of the Spirit Institute and the Martial Arts Academy, sparked by a series of fierce beast attacks that have been occurring recently. There are no fierce beasts in Qingtian Academy; rather, it’s due to Chen You’s Martial Soul. Our Tianheng Class’s Chen You, already possessed a Martial Soul as a Xuanwu Practitioner. Because he was too young and not skilled in controlling his Martial Soul, it led to the incidents of the beast attacks. Chen You, step forward and address the families of the injured and deceased students."
Governor Huang gave Chen You a aningful glance.
"Fellow classmates, I am sorry. I have already sent condolence money to the families of the deceased students, and I will fully cover the dical expenses for the few injured students. I also promise that I will diligently cultivate my skills to ensure I control my Martial Soul well."
Chen You’s face looked sincerely sorrowful as he spoke.
Many students in the Academy had already heard the truth about the beast attacks.
About this, many students had opinions, but Governor Huang had already put the word out that Chen You was likely to be the chosen representative for the Eagle Chick Conference, so none of the students dared to speak up.
"Do you think money can solve everything?"
These words of disdain were heard just as Chen You was making his "apology."
Little Xin Zhuo stepped forward.
There were still so scars on his face.
"Seventh Prince..."
Chen You’s face changed color.
He could handle everyone else.
But Little Xin Zhuo was a different story.
Little Xin Zhuo, being a mber of the Royal Family, was naturally not soone who could be bribed with money, nor could Chen You repress him with power.
Chen You could only hope that Long Qingchen would put pressure on Little Xin Zhuo to keep him quiet.
But unexpectedly, Little Xin Zhuo still showed up, injuries and all.
"I will not forgive you. A debt is a debt, a life taken is a life taken. Money cannot buy life. It’s true that having a Martial Soul at such a young age is impressive. However, I’ve heard it said that a Martial Soul and its owner are closely related; one might say that the Martial Soul reflects one’s character. Your Martial Soul is so vicious and kills innocents wantonly, so your character must not be good. Our Qingtian Academy is the premier institution of Longteng Country. How can we let soone like you represent us at the Eagle Chick Conference? What do you all think?"
With Little Xin Zhuo’s respected status, when he stood up and said this, many students felt empowered.
Especially the students of the Spirit Institute, they too were incited, shouting slogans.
"We disagree with letting him represent the Academy in the competition."
"For murder, one must pay with their life; his Martial Soul must not be spared!"
Students were agitated, with discussions erupting amongst them.
"That’s right, murder requires recompense! Have him surrender his Martial Soul!"
"You still don’t stop your students."
Governor Huang’s face changed drastically.
He had not expected the students of the Spirit Institute to suddenly rebel.
"How can I stop them when the public rage is so intense?"
The Spirit Institute Director could hardly contain his glee.
"Quiet!"
Seeing that the emotion of the crowd was out of control, Governor Huang shouted angrily.
The Spirit Institute students present felt a thunderous boom in their minds and an upheaval of their Qi and blood, and they instantly fell silent.
"The decision made by the academy is not up for your disagreent. In Qingtian Academy, strength is everything. If you do not accept it, co forth and challenge us; the Martial Arts Academy is always ready to welco challenges from the Spirit Institute. You want us to kill the Martial Soul? That’s impossible unless you take action in the trial arena."
Governor Huang’s eyes were cold as he looked toward those Spirit Institute students.
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