Upon seeing Ye Xuan, all the disciples were almost moved to tears.
Holy Son, you've finally arrived!
Ye Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, his white robes fluttering in the wind.
As he walked slowly toward the martial arts arena, he smiled and nodded to the disciples around him.
Gentle and refined, never lacking in manners.
"Senior Brother Holy Son, I heard you're injured, is that true? If you're not feeling well, then don't fight, we can fight another day."
"Yes, Senior Brother Holy Son, Qi Yao is already at the Golden Core Realm, while you're only at the Essence Condensation Realm. It's unfair for him to challenge you. It's alright if you postpone it for a few days."
"That bastard Qi Yao is absolutely bullying us! Does he think he can act recklessly and do whatever he wants just because he has higher cultivation?"
Ye Xuan's mere smile caused countless female disciples' hearts to flutter.
They surrounded Ye Xuan, chattering amongst themselves, their beautiful eyes filled with worry.
The Holy Son is so handsome, so polite, and so without a trace of arrogance.
They didn't want anything to happen to such a holy son.
Ye Xuan felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at the female disciples surrounding him, but he didn't show it on his face and said with a smile:
"As the Holy Son, having accepted the challenge, I cannot go back on my word."
"Thank you for your concern, fellow disciples. Today, regardless of victory or defeat, I will give it my all and will absolutely not disgrace the Holy Son."
Upon hearing this, the female disciples were almost in tears.
"Alas, with great power comes great responsibility. The Holy Son is so pitiful; I want to cry."
"Hmph, that Qi Yao is utterly despicable. It's just that my cultivation isn't high enough, otherwise I would definitely kill him."
"How can anyone bully people like this? It's outrageous!"
They gritted their teeth!
On the martial arts stage.
Qi Yao's face darkened.
Damn, what did he do?
Looking at Ye Xuan again, he's utterly shameless. Does he even have the nerve to talk?
Those around Huo Qingyi and the other nine candidates for Holy Son also twitched at the corners of their mouths upon seeing this scene.
Ye Xuan's move was damn slick.
Before the fighting even started, how many people had he already won over and how much sympathy had he garnered?
They even wondered if they would actually defeat Ye Xuan, wouldn't they be ganged up on and beaten up?
"Pah! What a disgrace to refined society! He's utterly despicable! This Ye Xuan is shameless!"
Huo Qingyi couldn't help but spit out a curse, wishing she could beat Ye Xuan to death.
Ye Xuan didn't bother with Huo Qingyi; he didn't even know where Huo Qingyi was.
He chatted casually with his disciples for quite some time before finally emerging from that intoxicatingly gentle embrace and stepping onto the steps leading to the martial arts arena.
Step by step, at a slow pace, but with a great rhythm.
As the disciples watched Ye Xuan's retreating figure, they all seemed to feel a sense of tragic grandeur.
"That shameless bastard, I really want to beat him to death!"
Even the Eighth Old Ancestor couldn't stand it anymore. He glared and puffed out his beard, wishing he could pick up Ye Xuan and throw him onto the martial arts stage.
Han Bingning remained silent, simply watching.
You'll get used to it.
The rhythmic clatter of footsteps echoed.
Soon, Ye Xuan arrived at the martial arts stage.
Among the disciples, Lin Xue looked at Ye Xuan and couldn't help but clench her fists.
Even the Holy Maiden Qiu Yue, standing in a high position, couldn't help but widen her beautiful eyes, not blinking an eye.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ye Xuan stood only ten meters away from Qi Yao.
Qi Yao looked at Ye Xuan, a chilling glint flashing in the depths of his eyes, disappearing in an instant.
He said, "If you're not feeling well, the challenge can be postponed, and we can fight again another day."
These were well-chosen words, demonstrating the demeanor of a candidate for the Holy Son.
Just kidding, didn't you see the female disciples below rioting?
If he doesn't say something nice, he might be drowned in spittle and beaten to death after defeating Ye Xuan.
Upon hearing this, Ye Xuan smiled slightly and asked earnestly, "Is this really true?"
Judging from his expression, he seemed to genuinely intend to postpone the fight.
Qi Yao's lips twitched, and for a moment he was speechless.
That's really awkward.
He was genuinely afraid that if he gave a definite answer, Ye Xuan would turn around and leave.
Seeing Qi Yao's expression, Ye Xuan said calmly, "Since you have no such intention, why bother saying those hypocritical things? Are you trying to show off your laughable magnanimity?"
As he spoke, Ye Xuan slowly turned his head to look at the audience below, his tone firm and resolute:
"Everyone, we are all from the same sect, and we should help each other and make progress together."
"As a Holy Son, I, Ye Xuan, have never considered clashing with or making enemies of my fellow disciples, much less accepting Qi Yao's challenge."
At this point, he suddenly pointed his finger at Qi Yao, his voice icy:
"But Qi Yao kept pressing me. First, he sent his inner disciple Zhao Long to humiliate me, and then he forcefully issued me a challenge. I had no choice but to accept the challenge."
Ye Xuan's expression turned extremely serious. "Therefore, in order not to dishonor the majesty of my Holy Son, I, Ye Xuan, will go all out in this battle!"
boom!
As soon as Ye Xuan finished speaking, the scene erupted in chaos!
Qi Yao is truly despicable!
"A candidate for Holy Son? Bah! We already have a Holy Son, why would we need a candidate for Holy Son?"
" Qi Yao is shameless, bullying the weak and abusing his power. He's narrow-minded and has no ambition to become a Holy Son. How laughable!"
Countless disciples were stirred up by Ye Xuan's words, and in an instant, spittle flew, righteous indignation filled the air, and the crowd was in an uproar.
Before the battle even began, Qi Yao was already placed on the opposite side of most of the disciples.
Upon hearing this, Qi Yao's lips twitched, and his eyes grew even colder.
To kill someone by destroying their spirit—that's utterly shameless!
He no longer concealed his true intentions, no longer feigned them, but said coldly, "If you wish to wear the crown, you must bear its weight. As the Holy Son, you must naturally accept all challenges."
"If you have the strength, you can be your Holy Son; if you don't, then get out!"
"You killed Tu Wu, and today, I, Qi Yao, will avenge Tu Wu!"
As soon as the voice fell, Qi Yao's aura of the Golden Core Realm Fourth Level suddenly exploded. The next moment, with a loud bang, his entire body transformed into a blur of light and shadow, madly charging towards Ye Xuan.
He was incredibly fast, as fast as lightning. A Golden Core core appeared in his dantian, and wherever he went, the air crackled with explosive sounds, and an oppressive aura spread out.
This guy actually used a Black Grade -level movement technique, the Floating Shadow Steps.
In the blink of an eye, Qi Yao had already reached Ye Xuan. He raised his right hand, extended his index finger, and pointed it at Ye Xuan.
It's another Black Grade martial skill, the Annihilating Thunder Finger!
Upon seeing this scene, the disciples present gasped in astonishment, their eyes widening in disbelief, their breathing becoming rapid.
Even some of the elders had a glint in their eyes, filled with admiration.
To be able to cultivate Black Grade -level martial skill to such a high level, and to combine and use it so skillfully, at only the Golden Core Realm Fifth Level, is truly terrifying.
When Ye Xuan saw Qi Yao charging towards him, he sneered disdainfully, a cold smile playing on his lips.
His spiritual Spiritual Qi surged, and his power roared. Then, he stomped his feet hard on the ground, and with a loud bang, he shot out.
Almost the instant he shot out, his right fist was already clenched, and all the Spiritual Qi in his body surged into his right fist along his spiritual meridians.
The tip of his fist was surrounded by Spiritual Qi, exhaling terrifying power. When he threw a punch, the air seemed to explode, and his pressure Gai Shi!