Kakarot wanders into the second dimension

The final result of the academy battle came out, and the result surprised everyone.

The teachers led by the major kingdoms took action one after another to quickly spread the news back to the country.

So the accompanying teaching assistants were ordered to rush to the local apostolic post station to send letters.

Sun Wukong's fame is about to cause waves in these ten kingdoms.

"Ah, the game is over, am I late?"

A magical light suddenly flashed at the VIP table, and several middle-aged men wearing wizard robes appeared.

The mage at the head was a middle-aged man with three purple gold lines on his robe.

Astonishingly, he was the person in charge of the ten kingdoms and one of the main people in charge of the southwest corner, Lu Xi, the deacon of the Holy See.

Standing next to him was the Archbishop of the entire Xien Empire Church, the wizard Dominic with messy gray hair.

"teacher."

Seeing the arrival of her teacher, the white wizard Irene immediately stood up to greet him and salute.

"Haha, it's incredible. The Southwest Continent is really full of talents. This time I went to observe the top ten kingdom academy leagues in other corners and found dozens of amazingly talented people. I am really envious."

Lu Xi looked very happy and seemed to go to other Kingdom Academy league games to watch this time.

"Erin, how's it going? What was the result of this competition? Did the boy named Mark win first place?"

If it were said that the Kingdom Academy Battle League in the southwestern corner of the Southwest Continent or other corners made him excited.

So in the Kingdom Academy League in the East Southwest District, what interested him the most was Mark from Guyue Kingdom Academy.

But when Eileen faced her teacher's question, she remained silent. The words came to her lips but she couldn't say them out.

"What's wrong, Erin, you don't look happy, what happened."

The girl covered by a white cloak shook her head slightly, and then said with a cheerful expression:

"Even the teacher may not be able to guess the outcome of this competition."

"Oh? There is such a thing. Is it possible that the boy named Mark didn't win first place?"

Deacon Lu Xi was really surprised. He really couldn't think of anyone who could defeat the young man he liked.

"Could the first place be that legendary magician Yalusha from the Kingdom of Kadi? Or that Wright?"

But the silver-haired Erin was still shaking her head, which confused him.

"After all, the teacher went to other districts to watch the competition before the competition. Maybe you haven't heard of this first place."

"Oh?"

When Lu Xi heard this, he couldn't help but pinch his chin, expressing doubt.

"Oh, Miss Irene, please stop being so pretentious and say, who is the first place?"

Dominic, the Church Archbishop of the Xien Empire, one of the few two great empires in the southwest, urged.

"A student from the same Kingdom's Holy Academy as Mark, the Flashing Sword, is a nine-star warrior of the Guyue Kingdom's Holy Academy. His name is Sun Wukong."

Eileen said slowly, seeing the two middle-aged men who had absurd and unruly expressions upon hearing this answer.

She couldn't help but show a naughty expression.

"Ah? Student Irene, are you lying to the teacher? This name sounds like a barbarian, and he is a nine-star talent. Do you want to end your experience with me and return to the Valley Empire as soon as possible? Really, female Children, don’t make such cheap jokes.”

Seeing her teacher getting angry at her, Irene couldn't help but shrink her head and stick out her tongue like a child.

"Sun Wukong...hehe, it's true. Make up the name of the first place and find something good. You'll know how to fool around all day long."

Ignoring his student, Lu Xi found a seat at the VIP table and sat down.

"Miss Irene didn't lie, Mr. Deacon Lu Xi, the first place in this competition is indeed called Sun Wukong."

As soon as he sat down, many people noticed the important figures in the Holy See.

Among them, the imperial princess, the knight girl Anmir, who belonged to the Holy See together with Lu Xi, spoke.

"And his strength is indeed a nine-star warrior level."

"Oh?"

Seeing that the clergy of the same pope as herself said this, Lu Xi narrowed her eyes in doubt.

With An Mir's finger pointing, Lu Xi looked somewhere in the auditorium and spotted Sun Wukong wearing an orange martial arts uniform.

"Just him?"

Lu Xi couldn't tell from Sun Wukong's behavior and expression that he was a strong man.

"Tomorrow he will fight Taylor. Are you sure there is no cheating in this competition? Saint Anmier."

It wasn't until she saw a gold-level winning jade medal on Sun Wukong's chest that Lu Xi began to look squarely at Sun Wukong.

"Deacon Lu Xi, don't look at him like this. This man is very strong. He may have strength comparable to that of a mid-level master-level warrior."

An Mi'er pulled the brown hair around her ears with her hands and continued jokingly:

"Of course, that's all."

Her lavender jade eyes showed a bit of ridicule, she had such a bad mind.

If a genius were as good as Mark, she wouldn't think anything of it.

After all, even if she reaches the nine-star level of the master level or even one star of the master level, it will not pose any threat to her.

But Sun Wukong is different. Although he is weaker than Tai Luo, he still has a sense of threat.

On the other hand, Taro once had three moves that threatened her with attack power without using her magic armor.

But in the end, they all surrendered to her, and only the number one among the top ten students could make her face him seriously.

Sun Wukong, on the other hand, can barely have one move that threatens her without using magic armor.

An Mi'er looked down upon people like this who were a bit threatening and whose strength was neither above nor below.

It can be said that she looks down on and despises anyone who can't threaten her with more than ten moves.

"Haha, it seems that it is really difficult to find an opponent for Her Royal Highness in this small place."

Lu Xi didn't care about An Mi'er's arrogant posture, but was slightly thoughtful.

"But I remember there was a student from the Empire today named Taylor. It is said that he is one of the ten strongest in the Xi'an Empire Academy, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Deacon, today's first place winner will have to face him tomorrow."

"Well, the Xien Empire has a lot of talents recently, but after all, the platform is still too small. Goentes is so vast, and there are too many geniuses like this."

Lu Xi sighed with emotion, as if he was talking about himself at the same time.

"I'm looking forward to the Saint League of the Four Imperial Sacred Academies in ten years. Princess Anmir will probably participate then."

An Mier frowned, a little sensitive when she heard Lu Xi said this.

"That's not necessarily true, Deacon Lu Xi. The minimum threshold for the Saint League is to be a master-level genius. Although I have been recognized by the Holy See, I still need to pass the peripheral pre-selection before I can participate. After all, it is the best in the world. The stage.”

"Haha, I think that with the talent of a little girl like you, it won't be a problem at all to pass the peripheral pre-selection ten years later."