Chapter 119: Endangering the President's Life — Executable!

“Ah…”

A cry of agony, a severed arm flung through the air, blood gushing like a fountain.

Jin Feng tumbled backward, and the vice-principal of Jiangshui City swiftly moved to catch him.

But the moment his hands touched Jin Feng, a tremendous force erupted from within Jin Feng’s body, surging toward the vice-principal.

The vice-principal’s expression darkened as vast Star Power surged forth, forcefully suppressing this energy. The remaining chaotic ripples were all subdued.

With a flick of his hand, the Star Power dissipated. The vice-principal’s gaze fell upon Jin Feng’s wound, and his pupils involuntarily contracted.

The wound emitted a sharp sword energy—it was Jin Feng’s own sword energy!

He had been wounded by his own sword energy, his arm severed!

With a casual wipe, the sharp sword energy vanished.

The vice-principal’s expression was grim, but he forced a faint smile. “Jiangcheng truly produces talents one after another. However, this is against the rules. How can one person monopolize three spots?”

Jiang Changkong replied indifferently, “Vice-Principal, it was your own student who said earlier that this is a matter between us students.”

“This is against the rules,” the vice-principal said, his expression darkening.

“Rules? You can change the rules, and now that you’ve lost, you want to change them again?”

Jiang Changkong sneered, his eyes filled with coldness. “Vice-Principal, are these rules set by the Federation, or by you?”

The vice-principal opened his mouth but could only sigh helplessly. “Fine, we were in the wrong first.”

A loss was a loss. Continuing to make trouble would only lead to more complications.

Both were Martial Arts Schools under the Federation. If he dared to act recklessly, Yu Beilin and the others could directly report him to the Federation.

“Brother Feng, are you alright? Are you alright?”

Chu Tianyun, having regained his composure, approached Jin Feng with concern.

“Die, I want him dead!” Jin Feng used Star Power to staunch his wound, pointing at Jiang Changkong with a ferocious expression.

“Brother Feng, don’t talk nonsense. Once we’re out of the city, everything can be discussed,” Chu Tianyun whispered.

“Vice-Principal Mu Jinhong, is this how Jiangshui City teaches its students?” Yu Beilin demanded coldly, showing no respect for the vice-principal.

Even though this vice-principal was a Star Hidden Level expert.

“Both of you, shut up!” Vice-Principal Mu Jinhong roared angrily, then clasped his hands in apology. “It is my failure in teaching at Jiangshui City that has made a spectacle before the four principals.”

Jin Feng also calmed down. This was a Martial Arts Exchange Meeting.

Not only could he not kill Jiang Changkong here, but even if he could, he couldn’t act now.

Pushing Chu Tianyun aside, Jin Feng picked up his severed arm, his expression icy. “Jiang Changkong, I’ll remember you. I can’t kill you in the city, but outside, you will die!”

With that, he turned to leave, and Chu Tianyun hurriedly followed.

“Wait,” Jiang Changkong said calmly.

Mu Jinhong quickly interjected, “Show mercy where it is due. Jiangshui School is willing to apologize.”

The two halted, their gazes cold. “What now? You’ve won. What more do you want?”

“The corpse can leave, but the life stays!”

Jiang Changkong said coldly.

“What?”

“Kill someone?”

The crowd from the five schools watching was stunned. Was he insane? Killing someone at a time like this?

“Principal Yu Beilin, please control your student!” Mu Jinhong roared angrily, his eyes gleaming with cold light. “Jiang Changkong, this is Jiangshui City Martial Arts School! Inside the city! Here, you cannot kill a single person!”

A powerful aura suddenly erupted, and vast Star Power swept in all directions.

Far surpassing the Star Gate level, even ordinary Star Hidden Level experts could not compare.

At this moment, Mu Jinhong, having revealed his true strength, was terrifying.

Jiang Changkong’s body sank under the pressure—this was the late stage of Star Vault!

This level of late-stage Star Vault…

Mu Jinhong could absolutely crush him!

“Changkong, don’t.” Yu Beilin spoke up to dissuade him.

“Principal, you don’t need to concern yourself with this matter.” Jiang Changkong waved his hand dismissively.

Mu Jinhong’s expression darkened completely: “Jiang Changkong, if you truly insist on acting recklessly, don’t blame me for apprehending you and throwing you in prison!”

Chu Tianyun and Jin Feng watched him coldly, their eyes filled with mockery: “Even we wouldn’t dare cause trouble in the city. You’re just seeking death.”

Jiang Changkong’s expression remained indifferent. Though he felt the pressure, he showed no fear of Mu Jinhong. A token appeared in his hand.

“Is that… the Martial Arts Association President’s token?” Yu Beilin’s face registered shock.

“The Martial Arts Association President?”

“President?”

Everyone was confused. Many didn’t know he was the president.

But even those who knew were puzzled—what use was showing the token now?

Mu Jinhong’s expression changed, hesitation and conflict flickering across his gloomy face.

“If I recall correctly, the Martial Arts Association President has a special privilege: if my life is endangered, I have the authority to execute!”

Jiang Changkong’s face was icy: “These two have threatened me repeatedly. What, Vice Principal, are you conspiring with them to harm the president?”

Mu Jinhong: “…”

How could I have forgotten that?

Chu Tianyun and Jin Feng, these two idiots—they knew he was the president, yet they threatened him to his face?

“Feng, Feng-ge, Vice, Vice Principal.” Chu Tianyun cowered again, his legs going weak.

This guy would absolutely dare to cut him down. He really had threatened him.

As for evidence, everyone present could serve as a witness!

“Vice Principal.”

Jin Feng urgently shouted. At this moment, only Mu Jinhong could save them.

Mu Jinhong’s heart was conflicted. Save them? How?

If I intervene, would I be accused of colluding with them to harm the president?

“One Blade, Sunset.”

The evening glow rose again, crimson as blood.

“Wait.” Mu Jinhong gritted his teeth and urgently called out.

“Hmm?” Jiang Changkong paused, frowning. “Is the Vice Principal truly interfering?”

Mu Jinhong sighed helplessly: “How about this—spare them this once. The three slots go to you, and you can additionally choose two resources from Jiangshui City. How about that?”

Setting aside their identities and backgrounds, just considering their strength—they are Jiangshui City School’s top talents.

Simply reporting to the Federation would earn considerable rewards. For them to die like this isn’t worth it.

As for Jiangshui City’s resources, they can be won back later. After all, Jiang Changkong can’t stay at Jiangcheng School forever.

“No.” Jiang Changkong shook his head.

“Then name your price. I won’t fight you, but I also can’t just stand by and watch them die in front of me without doing anything.”

Mu Jinhong sighed softly.

Jiang Changkong frowned: “In addition to the two extra resources from Jiangshui City School, add one year’s income from Jiangshui City School.”

I should also give something back to the school.

“Impossible. I can’t decide on a year’s income.” Mu Jinhong replied without hesitation.

“Changkong.” Yu Beilin walked over, trembling slightly with excitement, and whispered: “That’s already a lot.”

“Principal, I’ll handle this.” Jiang Changkong waved his hand: “Then half?”

“That’s also impossible. I can’t decide that either.” Mu Jinhong said.

“No sincerity, Vice Principal.” Jiang Changkong frowned.

Mu Jinhong smiled bitterly, with a hint of pleading: “I truly can’t decide. At most, thirty percent.”

“Three resources, thirty percent income. If these two can withstand one blade from me, this matter ends.”

Jiang Changkong said coldly, adding, “This is the bottom line. If it’s not acceptable, then forget it.”

“I agree,” Mu Jinhong sighed, stepping aside. “One strike. If you can’t withstand it, then it’s just your fate.”

The two tensed up. One strike—could they withstand it?

To be honest, they were somewhat apprehensive, but not entirely without confidence.

At this point, bargaining further was impossible. They could only do their utmost to withstand this strike.

“You have three breaths to prepare.”

Jiang Changkong remained calm, gathering the Sunset Blade as the Taiji Diagram manifested.

Three breaths passed in an instant, and the Sunset Blade and Taiji Diagram descended simultaneously.

With a single strike, the blade was withdrawn, and immense Star Power burst forth like a brilliant firework.

This strike was even stronger. Mu Jinhong sighed inwardly—Jiang Changkong hadn’t used his full strength earlier.