"Heh! As for how this all started, we only just got here ourselves, so we don't know what happened. Junior Brother Li, you'd better ask another senior brother!" the short disciple said, his gaze flickering. He gave the tall, thin disciple a meaningful look and walked aside, plainly trying to avoid Li Xiaoya.
"Uh!" Having met with a rebuff that was neither soft nor hard, Li Xiaoya rubbed his nose, seething inwardly. What the hell? Just wait until I've made something of my cultivation. See if I don't teach you two brats a lesson! He could only think it, though. The cultivation world was far more snobbish than the mortal world. Cultivators with high cultivation stood lofty above everyone, while those with low cultivation bowed and scraped. As for a mortal like Li Xiaoya, those so-called Immortal Cultivators could barely bring themselves to speak to him, as though merely standing beside a mortal and exchanging words diminished their status. This was one of the reasons he found life on Heavenly Capital Peak so aggravating.
"Senior Sister Zhang! I concede!"
Suddenly, the male cultivator in the arena shouted.
Li Xiaoya turned to look. The blue barrier around the cultivator surnamed Liu had vanished, and he was shouting as he scrambled desperately to dodge Senior Sister Zhang's fireball attacks.
"Hmph! Now you want to beg for mercy? Too late!" Senior Sister Zhang snorted coldly. Dodging a Lightning Talisman unleashed by the disciple surnamed Liu, she blazed with red light. Her Flame Whip released even more fireballs, and her attacks grew fiercer, as though she meant to burn him to ashes.
"Oh dear! Senior Sister Zhang, with a temper as fiery as yours, no cultivator will want to practice dual cultivation with you!" the disciple surnamed Liu teased loudly. Suddenly, he made several