On the stage, Wang Zhuo stood out, spotless, and didn't even pant after defeating his opponent.
He wore Gold Brocade Clothes, with one hand behind his back, exuding an air of dominance and domineering presence. Even many of his senior brothers praised him, saying that Wang Zhuo had some of the flair of his cousin, Wang Jiasheng.
At this moment, not to mention the Humble Newcomers, even the Fifth Rank Rebirth from Aristocratic Faction were sighing, unwilling to be his opponent for the time being.
"I am no match for him," Cao Qingzhi said frankly, his face grave.
Wang Zhuo's Sword Art is too strong, it can be called Mystic Skill. Only if he can imitate even a fraction of its Artistic Conception can he dare to say that he has won.
It can only be said that the foundation of the Super Aristocratic Clan is too strong; a First-rate Genius can defeat Super First-rate.
"Xue Feng, come up here and fight me!"
Wang Zhuo was still inviting Humble Prodigy, so arrogant that he didn't even consider the other Rebirth as rivals.
This made the Rebirth very uncomfortable, but they had to admit that among the Fifth Rank Rebirth, there were indeed not many who could defeat him, and he was qualified to fight.
However, Xue Feng did not respond, which made Wang Zhuo raise an eyebrow.
Of course, he wasn't a fool. His opponent was renowned and likely to defeat him, so he probably only wanted to fight Cui Xianer from his side.
Then, Wang Zhuo scanned the Rebirth, glancing casually at the corner behind him, before loudly proclaiming, "Who dares to challenge me?!"
There was silence below. In fact, besides the two prodigies, there were two or three others who could defeat him, but they were all from Aristocratic Family Camp, so they didn't plan to make a move. It was a way of giving Wang Jiasheng face and letting his cousin show off.
A little while.
The Vice Headmaster spoke up, saying, "If no one else comes up on stage, then the defense of the title will be considered successful."
"Qing Yan."
From the corner, Jiang Ping suddenly spoke.
"Hmm?" The girl tilted her head slightly.
Want me to help you get revenge?
"Hmm??" Chen Qingyan's pupils contracted slightly.
"Hmm." Jiang Ping pondered, then muttered to himself, "We must get our revenge, not just for you, but for myself too."
He was almost stopped by Wang Jiasheng; the opponent was much stronger, and he couldn't beat him.
But it's okay to bully my younger brother a little, right?
Take a moment to relax and collect the reward.
Jiang Ping was about to get up when a slender hand grabbed his arm. Chen Qingyan asked, "Can you beat him?"
"Don't worry." The young man blinked.
"That's enough," Jiang Ping said, striding forward.
I need to gather resources!
The Giant Palace was relatively quiet. Everyone had already heard footsteps and reacted instantly: someone wanted to challenge Wang Zhuo.
However, when they saw who was challenging them, they were instantly stunned.
The challenger was none other than Jiang Ping!
"What's he going up there for?" Many people frowned slightly.
What's the point of someone whose strength is only at the Sixth Grade Organ Refining going up there? To make a fool of themselves?
At this moment, everyone was puzzled. This was a sparring match between Fifth Rank Rebirth. How could a Sixth Grade, no matter how talented, possibly win?
"Judging solely by talent, Jiang Ping could easily surpass Cui Xianer and Xue Feng among the Rebirth. Perhaps he will only dare to claim a chance against Fifth Rank after cultivating a skill to the level of Artistic Conception within the next three or four years," speculated the Number Five on the Ranking from Changping Prefecture.
He held this young man in high regard.
"Artistic Conception? But Wang Zhuo has also captured a similar artistic Artistic Conception, and it's even Mystic Skill Artistic Conception. What makes him stand out?"
"What if someone is exceptionally fortunate and manages to capture even a fraction of the Artistic Conception in their copy?"
Even with the greatest opportunity, time doesn't allow it. He's only been practicing martial arts for a few years; to think he can even capture a fraction of its Artistic Conception is just a pipe dream.
"Do you think it's possible that he's hiding his talent?" Chen An suddenly frowned, sensing that something was amiss.
Jiang Ping left a deep impression on him. Not only was the other party highly talented, but the process of revealing his talent was also somewhat tortuous, and he revealed it a total of three times.
Will there be a fourth time?
Wait, the fourth time?
Chen An dared not think any further. Jiang Ping was already Super First-rate Prodigy; if his talent were to be elevated even further, what kind of being would he become?
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Chen An denied it again, stating it with absolute certainty, refusing to even entertain the thought of it.
If his guess is true, he will feel numb.
"Perhaps it's because he captured the Artistic Conception of the painting, and this skill is no less than Wang Zhuo's Sword Art, that he can barely put up a fight," Xue Feng pondered.
This is the most reasonable explanation; Jiang Ping's comprehension surpasses that of all the Rebirth.
As for Martial Bone? Don't be ridiculous, that's too extraordinary. If you have that kind of talent, what are you doing at the Martial Academy?
"Even if he did manage to capture a fraction of the Artistic Conception some Mystic Skill, why did he choose this moment to strike? Wang Zhuo overpowered all the Fifth Rank Rebirth; in terms of strength alone, he could rank among the Top Five."
"I suspect it might be related to Chen Qingyan." Wang Zhuo's friend chuckled, glancing at the stunningly beautiful girl in the corner behind them.
"That makes sense!"
At this point, many people remembered that Chen Qingyan had had an unpleasant experience with Wang Zhuo and had been harassed by him.
Chen Qingyan and Jiang Ping were neighbors and inseparable, very close.
Jiang Ping must have learned of this matter, and he harbored resentment, intending to Raging Fury!
He wanted to avenge his beloved.
"Wow! I'm so envious. Doesn't anyone Raging Fury me?" A pretty Rebirth looked at Chen Qingyan with envy.
At the head of the table, a senior disciple nudged the handsome man beside him and chuckled, "Old Wang, that kid might have mastered some kind of Mystic Skill and wants to use your brother as a whetstone."
"Don't call me Old Wang."
Wang Jiasheng frowned and pointed, then said, "A Mud Leg with a little talent can't turn the world upside down. He can't take down Xiao Zhuo at this stage. I just regret that I couldn't be faster that day and cut off his future, otherwise this scene wouldn't have happened."
"Isn't this going too far? He just wanted to change his fate, why did he have to do something so cruel?" a kind-hearted woman said.
Wang Jiasheng remained calm and said, "This is his fate. Since he chose to come here, he must accept his untimely end."
Don't act impulsively!
Jiang Ping was stopped halfway by someone—it was Lusheng.
Unlike the others who were watching with amusement and curiosity, this person was quite considerate of Jiang Ping, and whispered, "I regret mentioning Chen Qingyan to you. Don't act impulsively."
"This person is just an insignificant ripple, fleeting and easily surpassed. You have time to catch up, and you can easily overtake and defeat them, but not now."
Lusheng grabbed the young man's arm, gesturing for him to turn back; this was not the time to Raging Fury.
Jiang Ping didn't speak, but his arm trembled slightly.
"Hmm?" Lusheng felt a tiny, inconspicuous, unfamiliar internal True Qi trying to crawl into his palm.
Puff!
He absorbed this wisp of True Qi with a slight exertion of his power.
Such weak True Qi, whose is it?
Etc!!
Lusheng's pupils suddenly contracted, his face filled with horror.
Fifth Rank!
No way, buddy, you're Fifth Rank?!
Lusheng realized what was happening and froze on the spot.
A long time.
He then came to his senses and realized he wasn't dreaming.
Then her eyes widened, and the hand that was gripping Jiang Ping was trembling.
It's still a bit hard to believe.
Holy crap, Fifth Rank!!!
"Senior brother, I will definitely not let you down."
Jiang Ping winked at Lusheng, then stepped onto the arena.