Chapter 2054 Official Rebellion

No wonder Feng Tianxiang was so flustered; one hundred thousand contribution points were an unattainable number for them. How many barbarian soldiers would they have to kill to get that?

Previously, their entire Cangfeng Academy had advanced like a hot knife through butter, but the barbarian soldiers killed by their five hundred-plus people were not even a fraction of the contribution points earned by Ye Bufan.

Ye Bufan looked at him and smiled, "Cheating? You can do it too! As long as you can conjure a million contribution points on this token, I'll immediately concede."

"I…"

Feng Tianxiang was instantly left speechless. How could he possibly have that ability?

This contribution token was exquisitely crafted. Not to mention him, even a Great Master of Formation would probably be unable to alter its contents.

"Alright, losing is losing. What's there to not admit?"

This time, Song Jian, contrary to his usual behavior, directly sided with Ye Bufan, glaring fiercely at Feng Tianxiang, then said, "Dean Ye, well done. Lingxiao Academy has truly impressed this Prince this time."

"Your performance this time was outstanding. Burning the barbarian soldiers' grain supplies completely turned the tide of the battle. One hundred thousand contribution points are well-deserved, with no exaggeration whatsoever. This Prince truly admires you."

His words completely took everyone present by surprise. The people from Cangfeng Academy and the Imperial Family were all stunned.

Even the few people from Lingxiao Academy couldn't believe it was true, not understanding why Song Jian, who had always been their enemy, had suddenly changed his attitude.

Lu Xueman asked, "Your Highness, do you mean that we won this New Talent Ranking Tournament?"

"Of course!" Song Jian said very straightforwardly, "Although the three days aren't over yet, with one hundred thousand contribution points, no matter how hard the Tianfeng Empire Imperial Family and Cangfeng Academy try to catch up, they won't be able to reach this height."

"Moreover, both of these teams have suffered heavy losses and are greatly weakened. They can't even assemble a complete team of participants. In such a situation, if you don't win, who will?"

After Song Jian finished speaking, everyone around him had nothing to say. The Tianfeng Empire Imperial Family only had Song Yaoji left, completely unable to form a team of six.

As for Cangfeng Academy, Fan Xiaofeng had died, and although dozens of people remained, they were all injured and their cultivation was far from sufficient.

He said again, "This Prince has decided that Lingxiao Academy will represent the Tianfeng Empire in the New Talent Ranking Tournament. Now we will return to the city, and in front of the Little Emperor and the Empress Dowager, I will formally announce this decision."

After speaking, he led his subordinates back to Tianlang City, with the others following closely behind.

The people of Lingxiao Academy walked together at the back of the group. Hu Yaoyao followed beside Ye Bufan, whispering, "Xiao Age, why do I feel like this old fox is a bit off?"

Nalan Yujia said even more openly, "I think so too. A dog can't change its ways. This Old thing couldn't possibly have suddenly had a change of heart."

"It's fine. We'll deal with whatever comes our way. There's nothing to be afraid of."

Ye Bufan also didn't believe that Song Jian would suddenly undergo such a big change. There must be something fishy going on.

But he didn't care. With an 8th-Order Demon Beast by his side, everything else was just a fleeting cloud.

Song Jian led everyone back into Tianlang City and directly went to the City Lord's Mansion's small training field.

This was the place Zhai Tianfang used for training soldiers on a daily basis. Although it was not as large as the Royal Training Field in the Tianfeng Empire's Imperial City, it could still accommodate tens of thousands of people.

Afterward, he arranged for people to invite the Little Emperor and Empress Dowager Hua Ziyue as well.

Hua Ziyue frowned. She knew that a big battle was ongoing outside the city, and she wondered what Song Jian was up to at this moment.

"Prince Anshun, what is the meaning of this?"

"Empress Dowager, the results of the New Talent Ranking Tournament selection are in. Lingxiao Academy has demonstrated outstanding strength, surpassing Cangfeng Academy and the Imperial Family.

Dean Ye, in particular, is an exceptional talent who has rendered great service to the entire Tianfeng Empire this time. This Prince wishes to publicly announce the results of this selection and requests the Little Emperor and Empress Dowager to bear witness."

Hua Ziyue was instantly astonished, unsure what Song Jian was planning.

She knew very well that even if Ye Bufan truly won the competition, this Old thing would not cooperate so readily. Otherwise, a result would have been decided back in the Tianfeng Empire's Imperial City, and there would have been no need to drag it out until now.

But no matter what, since he had brought it up, she had no reason to refuse.

Suppressing the shock in her heart, she said, "Since that's the case, then so be it!"

Song Jian smiled slightly and faced the crowd, saying, "Everyone, in this New Talent Ranking Tournament selection, Dean Ye led everyone to an excellent performance, directly earning one hundred thousand contribution points.

I now formally announce that Lingxiao Academy has won!"

After he finished speaking, many people around him were bewildered, especially those from Cangfeng Academy. They were well aware of the conflict between Prince Anshun and Ye Bufan, and they never expected him to actually announce Lingxiao Academy's victory.

Only Lu Xueman, Jiang Fangzhou, Hu Yaoyao, and others, after a brief moment of shock, immediately burst into cheers.

After so many twists and turns, they finally achieved the ultimate victory.

Li Qingzhu, in particular, was already in tears of excitement. Rebuilding Lingxiao Academy was a dream she and her grandfather had always held, and today, under Ye Bufan's leadership, it had finally come true.

Hua Ziyue, on the other hand, had a serious expression, feeling that things shouldn't be so simple.

Having gone through so many years of struggles, she naturally understood Prince Anshun's cunning, and there might still be some conspiracy waiting behind the scenes.

Indeed, Song Jian looked at Ye Bufan with a complex expression: "Young man, I must say, you are exceptionally outstanding beyond my imagination. Although I tried to overestimate you every time, I ultimately found that I still underestimated you."

"It's a pity that you ultimately did not choose to stand with this Prince, otherwise your future would be limitless."

Speaking of this, he shook his head, looking regretful.

Ye Bufan smiled slightly: "I'm doing pretty well now too, and my future is equally limitless!"

"You are destined to have no future now." Song Jian's expression changed, and he looked at everyone present, saying coldly, "This Prince announces the second matter, which is that all of you are going to die now."

As soon as his words fell, the crowd, who had just calmed down, were shocked again, not understanding what he meant.

And just then, a chaotic sound of footsteps rang out as thousands of archers swarmed in, instantly pointing their bows and arrows at everyone present.

At this moment, even a fool would know that Prince Anshun had torn off his disguise and formally rebelled.

At this, people's hearts were filled with immense horror, knowing that rebellion was a grave crime punishable by the extermination of nine generations of one's family.

Feng Xingkong's expression also became incredibly complex. Deep down, he only wanted to secure the New Talent Ranking Tournament spot and did not want to embark on this rebellious ship.

Song Jian turned his head and glanced at him: "Dean Feng, you're at your wit's end now, aren't you?

Follow this Prince and kill all these people, and the New Talent Ranking Tournament spot will be Cangfeng Academy's."

Feng Xingkong hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded, leading the people from Cangfeng Academy to stand on the rebel side.

Although he was unwilling in his heart, he now had no other choice but to follow Song Jian and burn his bridges.

A smug smile appeared on Song Jian's lips, and then he looked at the Little Emperor and Hua Ziyue.

"Surrender. Hand over the Imperial Seal obediently. For the sake of my deceased elder brother, I can consider sparing your lives!"