Chapter 505: Still have strength left?

Let us congratulate Teacher Jiang Cheng on winning this match and successfully advancing to the third round!

As the host's voice rang out, the battlefield also burst into applause.

However, most students were still in a dazed state.

They had no idea why the battlefield situation underwent a 180-degree reversal.

"Grandfather, how exactly did Jiang Cheng win?" Qin Xue also didn't understand, but compared to others she had an advantage: Qin Lao was sitting right beside her.

"Yeah, Grandfather Qin, what about Brother Jiang Cheng?" Lin Yue also asked softly.

After the match began, she really broke a sweat for Jiang Cheng.

Especially when she saw several earth spikes sprout, she couldn't bear to watch.

The result……

Qin Lao chuckled and immediately began explaining the battle's course to the two.

Actually, he wasn't the least bit surprised by this result.

Having crossed hands with Jiang Cheng many times, he knew better than anyone that Jiang Cheng still had more tricks up his sleeve.

Not far away, Xie Jianfeng gaped, wearing a dazed expression.

It wasn't that he didn't understand what had happened.

Even if he hadn't grasped it at the moment, after a while he figured it out.

Therefore, on the contrary, precisely because he understood what was going on, he felt incredulous.

In his previous fight against Fangguo, he never gave the opponent a chance to use any trump cards—not even his battle armor—and was constantly on the defensive until he lost the match.

As for Jiang Cheng, at first he was in the same situation, being pressed, but then he suddenly turned the tide, driving Fangguo into a desperate situation where he had no choice but to admit defeat.

"Teacher Jiang Cheng's strength, is it really this strong?"

He muttered.

Doesn't that mean that in reality, if I were to face Jiang Cheng, I wouldn't be a match for him?

When he learned that Jiang Cheng had joined the Seventh Squad, although he didn't oppose it as strongly as the other two, he still thought that with Jiang Cheng's combat power, he would drag the team down.

In the end, the one dragging the team down turned out to be me?

"This kid actually has some skills."

Not far away, Xu Juan narrowed her eyes.

I never expected Jiang Cheng to actually pass the second round; given his performance in that fight, making it through the third round and into the finals is quite promising.

Of course, not everyone is like Xu Juan, harboring some hope for Jiang Cheng in their heart—just like Sun Bo sitting nearby.

He never imagined that Jiang Cheng would actually manage to advance!

"That Fangguo is just too weak—he can't even beat a first-level grandmaster, what a waste!"

But having said that, passing the second round and entering the third round doesn't really signify much.

Even if one advances to the third round, it merely means having the qualification to enter the finals.

As for the finals round, based on this year's participants, it can actually be divided into three stages, and each group will fight three matches—this is where true strength is truly tested.

"This kid will probably stop at the third round."

Sun Bo let out a cold snort in his heart.

Even so, it still made him feel a bit uneasy.

A mere alchemist actually managed to reach the third round in the Academy Grand Competition—what are they even doing?

Backstage, the resting room.

Although the next round had already begun, most people's attention in the room was still on Jiang Cheng.

"Teacher Jiang Cheng," Fangguo stood before Jiang Cheng with a wry smile: "You really keep your abilities hidden."

He admitted that when he learned his next opponent would be Jiang Cheng, he felt a secret pleasure, thinking his advancement to the third round was assured.

However, once the fight started and he realized Jiang Cheng was no ordinary opponent, he immediately set aside his contempt and fought with all his might.

Even so, he was still defeated by Jiang Cheng; if you ask whether he feels unwilling, the answer is yes, but he also acknowledges the fact that he lost that match.

"Teacher Fangguo, those are your words—I also gave it my all," Jiang Cheng laughed.

"Really gave it your all?" Fangguo chuckled, not dwelling on the question, and instead invited: "Teacher Jiang Cheng, once this Academy Grand Competition ends and we have time, let's spar again."

"Sure."

Jiang Cheng agreed.

Although he wasn't particularly interested, as the saying goes, you don't strike a smiling face—especially with so many people watching.

"Alright, then I won't disturb Teacher Jiang Cheng's rest. Good luck—I wish you a victorious start in the third round."

Fangguo gave a thumbs-up, then turned and left the resting room.

As someone who's been eliminated, staying here serves no purpose; it only adds to the sorrow.

But after leaving, he'll still keep an eye on Jiang Cheng to see how far he can go.

Jiang Cheng swept his gaze over the crowd, then sat back down in his original spot.

This battle also revealed some of his trump cards.

For example, his movement technique and the number of his psychic weapons.

When facing later opponents, he will certainly need to be more cautious.

But as the saying goes, meet a soldier with a general, meet water with earth.

"Congratulations, Teacher Jiang Cheng."

Yu Qian walked over with a smile: "Congratulations on making it to the third round, Teacher—you've brought honor to us special professions."

"Teacher Yu, didn't you also make it to the third round?" Jiang Cheng laughed.

"That was just luck, and I also gave it my all."

Yu Qian let out a light sigh.

"From now on, I'm afraid I'll stop at the third round, but Teacher Jiang, I heard they say you still have some strength you haven't used yet."

"They?"

Jiang Cheng stared blankly.

"Yes, it's Teacher Yao, Teacher Shao, and Ziwei; when you just won, they all said you still had some strength left." Yu Qian laughed.

Jiang Cheng turned upon hearing that, glanced at those few people, and was even noticed by one or two of them.

Seeing this, Yu Qian covered her mouth and chuckled lightly, "Teacher Jiang, are you a bit nervous?"

"Pretty much."

Jiang Cheng laughed and cried at once, never expecting that those few people's attention toward him would keep growing, and they even spoke up to remind others.

"It's fine, Teacher Jiang, since even those few think highly of you, I also think you can pass the third round and enter the finals round; frankly, with the strength of a Level One Grandmaster, making it to the third round, it's impossible not to draw everyone's attention,"

If you can make it to the finals round, that would be even better; since the academy started holding this kind of event, not many people have been able to do this. In any case, cheer up, I have high hopes for you."

Yu Qian clenched her fist.

"Sure, I will, Teacher Yu too." Jiang Cheng nodded.

"Me?"

Yu Qian burst out laughing, "I also hope so, but after the third match ends, you probably won't see me here; of course, if we become opponents, that's not bad either—by then I won't go easy on you."

Jiang Cheng smiled faintly, thinking it shouldn't be such a coincidence.

(End of chapter)