Of all those listening to the rising chorus of praise and cheers for Shen Luo, Zhou Yu was naturally the most frustrated.
Earlier, acting on a veiled instruction from the sect leader, he had tampered with the teleportation to send Shen Luo into that swamp, then repeatedly lured demonic beasts there to attack him. Naturally, he had no wish whatsoever to see Shen Luo succeed.
In the image, Shen Luo had already stepped onto the square, and the others had begun breaking the Vajra Demon-Subduing Circle Formation.
"Thanks to Fellow Daoist Shen for breaking the illusion formation. Otherwise, this trial might well have ended with our entire army wiped out and not a single victor," Lin Qianqian said with a slight smile.
"Indeed. In that case, is there still any need to compete for this Immortal Apricot?" Chan Master Zanyue asked, raising one hand upright.
"Credit for breaking the formation naturally belongs to Fellow Daoist Shen. But this is a trial, after all. We came here under orders from our respective sects to contend for the Immortal Apricot. How can we speak so lightly of giving up?" Kulin Toutuo said with a frown.
"There's no need to trouble yourselves, everyone. Personal friendship is one thing, the trial another. Who wins should still depend on skill. Besides, if you all yield to me like this, wouldn't you be looking down on me?" Shen Luo said.
"Fellow Daoist Shen is right. If you don't give it your all, you'll be letting down both your sects and everyone taking part," Zheng Jun added.
At these words, everyone's fighting spirit flared anew, and they declared, "Haha, in that case, let's have a good, satisfying bout with one another. That alone will make this trip worthwhile!"
Once their discussion was over, they began working to