Who is Stronger, Royal Academy or Imperial Academy?

"How many people would it take to suppress the flame true qi inside him?" Mo Qingkuang asked with a frown. 

Han Yuan shook his head with a bitter smile, "At least three more water-attribute martial artists with my level of cultivation." 

Mo Qingkuang's heart sank. Inwardly, he cursed Fu Qing more than a hundred times. 

If it weren't for his insistence on this stunt, Chen Kong wouldn't be in this situation. 

And to think, did he believe the Blue Flame Royal Academy was like the Imperial Academy? Full of unwanted, mediocre students? 

Chen Kong might have dominated at the Imperial Academy, but it wouldn't necessarily work here. There are geniuses everywhere! This was only the seventh seat and look at how hard he fought Chen Kong. What if the first six seats came? 

But now wasn't the time to consider this. 

Mo Qingkuang pulled out a handful of pills from his storage ring and shoved them into Han Yuan's mouth. "Hold on, don't stop!" 

Then he looked around and called out, "Students of Blue Flame Royal Academy, are there any water attribute martial artists?" 

With no one among his own group able to help, Mo Qingkuang had no choice but to seek help from the opponents. It was a desperate measure. 

His gaze focused on the students in blue uniforms; at least they were at the Grandmaster level. 

Hearing his question, not one student from Blue Flame Royal Academy responded. 

Were there any? Of course, there were, and quite a few. Such a large academy encompassed almost all the geniuses of the Blue Flame Empire, so finding a few water attribute Grandmasters wasn't hard. 

'But why should we help you?' 

This Chen Kong had severely injured two Grandmasters right away, and in his fight with Ling Chen, he sent Ling Chen flying. Now, Ling Chen's life or death was uncertain. 

Now that Chen Kong was injured, why should they help heal him? 

The students of Blue Flame Royal Academy were full of resentment and wished Chen Kong would die. 

Mo Qingkuang's face was dark, almost dripping water. Chen Kong couldn't die. 

Not to mention the consequences of his death, Mo Qingkuang felt he owed Chen Kong a favor. 

Back in the Fallen Leaf King's Tomb, it was Chen Kong who held off two Grandmasters for him, otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to secure the Fallen Leaf King's legacy. 

Mo Qingkuang had remembered that favor. 

When Mo Qingkuang first reported to the inner court, it was Chen Kong who stood up for him against Li Sheng's bullying. Although he didn't help much, Mo Qingkuang remembered it. 

Letting Chen Kong die in front of him would make him feel guilty. 

Gritting his teeth, Mo Qingkuang suddenly disappeared from where he stood! 

The Blue Flame Royal Academy crowd didn't even have time to react before a few people were missing. 

When Mo Qingkuang returned, he used a gentle breeze to carry four Grandmaster-level water attribute martial artists to Chen Kong's side. "Save him!" 

The four water attribute Grandmasters only then realized their bodies had lightened, and in the blink of an eye, they were here! 

Did this young man, with only a first-rank Grandmaster cultivation, bring them here? 

Just as they were about to resist, they heard the young man say ominously, "If I can bring you here, I can kill you! If he dies, you won't live either!" 

The four were startled, swallowing back the words they were about to say. 

They didn't dare doubt Mo Qingkuang's ability. To capture the four of them from among so many people meant his strength was beyond their resistance. 

But treating Chen Kong made them hesitate. This Chen Kong had already shattered the face of Blue Flame Royal Academy. 

Seeing their hesitation, Mo Qingkuang added sternly, "I advise you; we're exchange students! If someone dies here, it won't just be a matter between us or our two academies!" 

The four finally came to their senses, realizing that they were at the mercy of others. What the young man said made sense. 

"Alright, let's save him." 

The four surrounded Chen Kong and sat down, cooperating with Han Yuan to inject true qi into Chen Kong. 

Mo Qingkuang placed his hand on Chen Kong and sensed some slight improvement. 

Seeing that the four were indeed putting in full effort without any ill intentions, he felt relieved. 

But while he was relieved, the Blue Flame Royal Academy side was not happy. 

In the blink of an eye, four of their people were taken away and forced to heal the opponent. This was too much! 

They shouted in unison: 

"Why did you take our people?" 

"Return them immediately!" 

"Do you have no shame? Can't you heal your own injuries? Return our people, or we'll retaliate!" 

The shouting was deafening, and the students of Blue Flame Royal Academy were agitated, seemingly ready to attack at any moment. 

Seeing this, Mo Qingkuang flashed his figure and once again darted into the crowd, slapping those who shouted the loudest to the ground. 

He muttered to himself, "These troublemakers, so annoying!" 

Most importantly, slapping them didn't feel as satisfying as slapping Chu Yanran. 

The students who were slapped down scrambled to their feet, covering their swollen cheeks in shock and anger, "Who hit me!" 

Mo Qingkuang's figure paused just ten steps away from the crowd. With his hands behind his back, he said coldly, "Anyone else have an opinion? I, Mo Qingkuang, will entertain you!" 

There was no choice; Mo Qingkuang didn't want to stand out, but Chen Kong, who had been covering for him, had already been defeated by the enemy. 

He had no choice but to step up. 

Seeing Mo Qingkuang stand out, the students of Blue Flame Royal Academy fell silent. 

He had silently captured four Grandmasters from the crowd and slapped several others. They couldn't even see his shadow! What terrifying speed! 

Thinking about it sent chills down their spines. The students of Blue Flame Royal Academy finally calmed down, realizing that this young man seemed even more frightening than Chen Kong. 

With such speed, if he wanted to harm them, they wouldn't even have a chance to escape. 

Those who were slapped just now, if Mo Qingkuang wanted to kill them, wouldn't it be easy? 

No one dared to speak. They couldn't believe that the Imperial Academy, supposedly the weakest force in the Tianxuan Empire, had so many powerful individuals one after another. 

They thought sending a high-level Grandmaster would be enough to block the people from the Imperial Academy from entering. Who knew someone like Chen Kong would appear. 

If it were just Chen Kong taking the lead, it would be fine. The seventh seat, Ling Chen, fought him to a draw. 

Finally, they managed to deal with Chen Kong, but now, who was this Mo Qingkuang? 

It seemed that everyone from their side had the strength of the top ten seats in their academy. Was this supposed to be the weakest force? 

They began to question whether Imperial Academy and Tianxuan were truly stronger. What they heard didn't match reality at all! 

The students were having an internal crisis of belief. 

Ignoring their internal crisis, Mo Qingkuang continued, "If you have any objections, bring them up, and I'll deal with them! If not, please go and get your academy's seniors to handle the situation!" 

"This isn't a trivial matter. Don't let your martial training damage your brains! If we really get stuck here, you won't be able to bear the consequences!"