"Really? Then why don't you dare to accept the challenge?"
He turned to the examiner.
"Disciple suggests that there will be an extra match. We will be the ringleaders and let Gu Sheng and Ling Xiao attack. If Gu Sheng is really capable, he will naturally not be afraid; if he is cheating."
He deliberately prolonged his tone, with a fierce look in his eyes.
"According to the rules of the Holy Land, cheaters will be disqualified at the very least, and - at the worst - be executed!"
The examiner's penetrating gaze stayed on Wang Chenyu's face for a moment, and his knuckles tapped lightly on the armrest of the seat, making a dull sound.
"An extra game?"
Wang Chenyu straightened his back, with a look of reluctance in his eyes.
"Exactly! I couldn't enjoy the competition just now. I'm willing to fight again to prove my strength!"
"Absurd!"
A clear voice suddenly interrupted.
Wang Yun strode out from the crowd, wearing a green shirt and his brows filled with indignation.
"Holy Land disciples have enjoyed miraculous elixirs since childhood, and their cultivation resources far exceed those of casual cultivators like us. How can such a competition be fair?"
The assessor raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes swept over Wang Yun, and then glanced thoughtfully at Gu Sheng standing in the corner.
The kid remained irritatingly calm throughout, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
"Lack of resources is just an excuse!"
Wang Chenyu sneered and flicked his sleeves.
"If you think it's unfair, we can suppress some of our strength. Is that okay?"
"Suppress strength?"
Wang Yun scoffed.
"Are you giving alms like adults playing with children? We don't need this kind of hypocritical fairness!"
The examiner suddenly raised his hand, and the debate in the field came to an abrupt end.
He stood up slowly, his robes moving automatically without any wind.
"Since both sides intend to fight again, let's follow what Wang Chenyu said and have an extra match."
He paused, his eyes lighting up.
"Three people from each side will fight against each other one by one."
Wang Yun's face changed suddenly, and when he was about to say more, a slender hand pressed his shoulder.
Ling Xiao was standing beside him without knowing it, with a smile on his lips.
"Your Excellency Examiner."
Ling Xiao's clear voice instantly attracted everyone's attention.
"Since we have to play an extra game, what should we do if we win?"
The examiner's eyes were filled with surprise, and then he regained his composure.
"What do you want?"
"Fifth grade elixir."
Ling Xiao word by word, the sound is not loud but like thunder.
"What?!"
Wang Chenyu's face changed drastically, and he subconsciously touched his storage bag.
"Are you crazy? The fifth-grade elixir is so precious, I"
"Oh?"
Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of amusement.
"The inner disciples of the Holy Land don't even have a fifth-grade elixir?"
He shook his head and sighed.
"Then what else is there to say?"
The examiner coughed lightly.
"Wang Chenyu is just a half-step Earth Palace Realm. There is indeed no fifth-grade elixir."
There was an uproar in the venue.
Wang Chenyu's face turned from red to blue, and veins popped up on his forehead.
He suddenly pulled out the sword from his waist. The blade of the sword was filled with cold light and there was a faint sound of dragon roaring.
"This sword is called Frost, Profound Grade Peak! If I lose, the sword belongs to you!"
Ling Xiao glanced at the sword and curled his lips.
"Just so-so, just make do."
He said this with a glint in his eyes.
This sword is indeed extraordinary. The sword body is like ice, and the hilt is inlaid with a faint sapphire, exuding a hint of cold air.
"Arrogant!"
Wang Chenyu was so angry that he laughed instead.
"When we get to the ring later, let's see how dare you still speak so harshly!"
Wang Yun quietly pulled Ling Xiao's sleeve and said through the voice.
"Be careful, he may kill you. The examiner may not have time to rescue you."
Ling Xiao raised the corner of his mouth slightly and sent the message back in the same way.
"Don't worry, he can't beat me."
After saying that, he strode towards the central arena, his back as straight as a pine tree.
Wang Chenyu's eyes surged with murderous intent, and a bloody evil aura suddenly emerged from his body, wrapping around his body like a substance.
"If I don't destroy you today, I, Wang Chenyu, swear that I will not be a human being!"
With every step he took, the ground shook slightly, as if a wild beast had awakened.
"Ling Xiao, you worthless person are you worthy of standing in front of me?"
Wang Yuchen's voice was like a sharp blade of ice, echoing in the competition arena.
His brows were full of condescending arrogance.
With every step he took, the ground of the arena shook slightly, and the pressure of the Earth Palace Realm spread to the surroundings.
The Holy Land disciples watching the battle burst into cheers with excitement in their eyes.
To them, this was just another display of the majesty of the Holy Land, a performance destined to be crushed.
Ling Xiao stood there, dressed in black and looking terrifyingly calm.
There was only a faint flame beating in those eyes as deep as the abyss.
"What? Are you so scared that you can't even speak?"
Wang Yuchen The corner of his mouth curled up in sarcasm, and he raised his right hand slightly, and a green spiritual power condensed into a lotus shape in the palm of his hand.
"An outsider like you is not even worthy of carrying my shoes."
"Senior Brother Wang is right!"
"Let him see the power of the Holy Land!"
The Holy Land disciples in the audience burst into laughter, and some even held their stomachs in an exaggerated manner, as if they had heard a big joke.
The assessor stood at the edge of the ring, his white beard twitching slightly, and his eyes filled with satisfaction.
He nodded slightly and whispered to another elder beside him.
"Yuchen is a good kid. He knows how to maintain the majesty of the Holy Land."
"Indeed."
The elder stroked his beard and smiled.
"Recently, these outside monks are becoming more and more ignorant of the heavens and the earth. They should be taught a lesson."
On the ring, Wang Yuchen felt the approval of the elders and became more energetic.
He put his hands behind his back and looked down at Ling Xiao.
"Kneel down and beg for mercy. I can consider breaking only one of your legs. Otherwise."
"I will make you regret coming into this world."
Ling Xiao finally moved.
He slowly raised his head, his black hair moving without wind, and the corner of his mouth actually curled up into a smile.
"Finished?"
Three words, an understatement, but it made Wang Yuchen frown.
"Seeking death!"
Wang Yuchen roared angrily, his body was like lightning, and he instantly crossed the distance of ten feet. His right fist was wrapped with dazzling blue light, and it went straight to Ling Xiao's face.
This punch seems simple, but in fact it contains the secret "Azure Lotus Void Breaking Force" of Qinghe Holy Land, which is enough to crack mountains and crack rocks.
The wind of the fist roared, making Ling Xiao's robes rustle.
Everyone in the audience had already foreseen the scene of Ling Xiao being blown away by a punch, and several Holy Land disciples even applauded in advance.
——
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound and the arena trembled.
Everyone stared with wide eyes and looked at the scene on the stage in disbelief.
Ling Xiao stood firmly on the spot, holding Wang Yuchen's fist with his right hand.
The blow that was enough to shatter the rock was actually caught by him with one hand without moving at all!
"This is impossible!"
Wang Yuchen's pupils shrank suddenly, and for the first time a look of surprise appeared on his face.
He tried to withdraw his fist, but found that the opponent's fingers were like steel and he couldn't break free.
"Half step Earth Palace Realm?"
Ling Xiao chuckled.
"What a coincidence, so am I."
Before he finished speaking, an extremely violent aura erupted from Ling Xiao's body.
Black spiritual power formed a whirlwind around him, causing the protective barriers around the ring to shake violently.
"What?!"
"He is actually half-step Earth Palace Realm!"
The Holy Land disciples in the audience exclaimed again and again, and the smile on the examiner's face froze instantly.
Wang Yuchen's face changed drastically, but he quickly regained his composure.
"Hmph! Even if the realms are the same, how can my holy land skills be comparable to those of you who are wild? Break them for me!"
He was making secrets with his left hand, and the spiritual power in his body was running wildly, trying to use the secret "Azure Lotus Nine Revolutions" of Qinghe Holy Land.
As soon as the technique started, I felt a heartbreaking pain in my abdomen.
"Bang!"
I don't know when Ling Xiao's fist hit Wang Yuchen's abdomen so hard that his internal organs seemed to be displaced.
Wang Yuchen's eyes bulged, a mouthful of blood spurted out three feet away, and his whole body was hunched up like a shrimp.
"Holy Land Cultivation Technique?"
Ling Xiao sneered, his left hand was like lightning, and he punched the same position again.
"That's it?"
"Poof——" Wang Yuchen spurted blood again, and his face instantly turned pale.
He wanted to resist, but found that his whole body's spiritual energy was completely disordered by the punch and could not be condensed at all.
All the Holy Land disciples opened their mouths wide and watched in disbelief as they watched Senior Brother Wang, whom they thought was superior, being beaten like a sandbag.
"Didn't you just ask me to kneel down?"
Ling Xiao's voice was cold. He grabbed Wang Yuchen's hair with his right hand, pressed it down hard, and at the same time raised his knees to push against it.
"Crack!"
The sound of a broken nose was clearly audible.
Wang Yuchen let out a scream that did not sound like a human voice, and his entire face was instantly covered with blood.
"Senior Brother Wang!"
Several Holy Land disciples finally reacted and wanted to rush into the ring.
"Get out!"
Ling Xiao Without looking back, he waved his left hand and drew out a black spiritual power, sending the disciples flying dozens of feet and slamming into the mountain wall in the distance.
Ling Xiao's right hand doesn't stop.
"Papa" slapped two slaps on Wang Yuchen's face, causing his teeth to scatter and his cheeks to swell up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"This slap will make you arrogant."
"This slap will make you speak arrogantly."
"This slap"
Ling Xiao paused.
"Hit you for being ugly."
"Pfft——" I don't know which outside monk in the audience couldn't hold back his laughter, and then quickly covered his mouth.
But this sound of laughter seemed to open the floodgates, and more and more outside monks began to laugh in low voices.
The faces of the Holy Land disciples were ashen, but no one dared to step forward.
The look they looked at Ling Xiao had changed from contempt to fear.
Wang Yuchen is completely unrecognizable at this moment, his whole face is swollen like a pig's head, where is there any trace of the handsome young man from before?
He was unconscious and could only make faint moans.
Ling Xiao lifted him up with one hand, raised it above his head, and turned to everyone in the audience.
"Qinghe Holy Land geniuses, who looks like a pig head now? Huh?"
The disciples in the Holy Land looked at each other, hesitating and speechless. A few even subconsciously took a few steps back for fear of being noticed by this evil star.
"Speak!"
Ling Xiao shouted loudly, the sound was like thunder, and it shocked several Holy Land disciples with weak cultivation to kneel on the ground.
"Crack!"
Ling Xiao's slap hit Wang Yuchen's face, which had swollen into a pig's head, again. Blood mixed with broken teeth spattered out and fell on the bluestone floor of the arena, making a "tap-tap" sound.
The expressions on the faces of those Holy Land disciples who were originally waiting to see Ling Xiao being crushed looked like someone had stuffed coptis in their mouths, bitter and astringent.
"This slap is for your parents to educate you."
Ling Xiao said coldly, holding Wang Yuchen's collar with his left hand and raising his right hand high again.
"Don't be too arrogant!"
"Stop!"
The assessor finally couldn't stand it anymore, jumped onto the ring, and reached out to stop Ling Xiao.
"The victory has been decided, enough is enough!"
Ling Xiao glanced sideways at the examiner, with a sneer on his lips.
"What? When he humiliated me just now, why didn't you come out and say enough is enough?"
The examiner's face stiffened and his old face turned slightly red.
Indeed, when Wang Yuchen was arrogant and domineering just now, not only did he not stop him, but he secretly approved of it.
"He's unconscious."
The assessor lowered his voice, trying to save the last bit of dignity for the Holy Land.
Ling Xiao looked down at the mud-like Wang Yuchen in his hand. He had indeed rolled his eyes, blood was flowing out of the corner of his mouth, and he had completely lost consciousness.
"Tsk, so inexperienced."
Ling Xiao curled his lips and threw Wang Yuchen to the examiner.
"Return to you the genius of the Holy Land."
The examiner quickly caught Wang Yuchen, checked the injury, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly.
"Ling Xiao! You."
The assessor raised his head and glared, only to see that Ling Xiao had turned around and walked towards the edge of the ring, waving with his back to him.
"Wait!"
Ling Xiao suddenly stopped, as if he remembered something, and turned to look at the assessor.
"Is it time to honor our bet?"
The examiner was stunned.
"What bet?"
"Pretending to be confused?"
Ling Xiao sneered.
"Wang Yuchen said it himself. If I win, his Frost Sword will be mine. Why, the Holy Land disciples talk like farts?"
There was an uproar in the audience.
Frost Sword is a precious thing even in Qinghe Holy Land, and the one Wang Yuchen was given by his master, which is of extraordinary significance.
The examiner's face was uncertain. He looked at the unconscious Wang Yuchen in his arms, then looked at the expectant eyes of many disciples in the audience, and finally gritted his teeth.
"Give it to him!"
A deacon reluctantly walked onto the ring holding a long sword that was all green. The sword exuded a faint Spirit Light, and it looked like it was not ordinary at first glance.
Ling Xiao took the long sword, held a sword flower in his hand, and nodded with satisfaction.
"Not bad, barely worthy of me."
"You!"
The deacon was so angry that his beard stood up, but he didn't dare to get angry.
Ling Xiao put the long sword into the storage ring, looked around at the many Holy Land disciples in the audience, and grinned.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Wang, for your generous gift. Next time something good like this happens, remember to come to me again."
"Pfft——"
Some outside monks in the audience couldn't help laughing, but they were immediately glared at by the Holy Land disciples beside them and quickly covered their mouths.
The assessor walked down the stage with Wang Yuchen in his arms, his face so gloomy that he could shed water.
He originally expected Wang Yuchen to suppress Ling Xiao's arrogance, but unexpectedly, Ling Xiao stepped on the face of the Holy Land and gained the limelight.
"We must win the next game!"
The examiner whispered to the Holy Land disciples beside him.
"If we lose another game, the Holy Land will be completely disgraced!"
"Disciple understands!"
Two young men in white clothes stood up, it was Ke Yucheng and Zhuang Feichen.
Their strength is second only to Wang Yuchen, and their eyes are burning with anger at this moment.
The examiner nodded.
"Yucheng, Feichen, you two must go all out to let these outside monks know that the majesty of the Holy Land cannot be desecrated!"
"Yes!"
The two of them responded in unison, looking like knives at the outside monks on the other side of Gu Sheng.
Gu Sheng fell into an awkward silence.
After seeing the strength of Ling Xiao and the tragedy of Wang Yuchen, no one was willing to take the initiative to stand up and face the wrath of the Holy Land.
"What? No one dares to fight?"
Zhuang Feichen sneered, his eyes swept over everyone's faces, and finally settled on a thin young man.