For a moment, everyone stared in disbelief at Ye Xuan, who stood proudly on the martial arts stage, their hearts pounding and their minds trembling!
What?
What did Ye Xuan say?
Ye Xuan, this legendary holy son, he actually intends to fight eight experts in the mid-to-late stages of the Golden Core Realm alone?
It should be noted that among Huo Qingyi and the other nine, even the one with the lowest cultivation level had reached the Golden Core Realm Fifth Level, while Huo Qingyi herself had reached the Golden Core Realm Seventh Level.
That's a true Late Golden Core!
That's not the most crucial point. The most crucial point is that they are not ordinary late-stage Golden Core Realm.
As candidates for the Holy Son of the Ancient Desolate Holy Land, they all possess extraordinary talent and are monstrous geniuses.
They are all capable of defeating enemies of higher levels.
Fighting eight Golden Core cultivators in one battle is a completely different matter from fighting ordinary Golden Core in the same late stage.
Upon hearing this, Huo Qingyi and the other eight people's pupils suddenly contracted, and their gazes immediately fell on Ye Xuan.
Even they were deeply disturbed at that moment.
Ye Xuan, this legendary holy son, actually wants to single-handedly take on eight of them?
What arrogance, what conceit!
They acknowledged that Ye Xuan Ye Xuan was very strong; even they felt shocked and pressured by the strength he had previously displayed.
Even Huo Qingyi Huo Qingyi, Golden Core Realm Seventh Level cultivator, and someone who had killed Golden Core Realm Ninth Level expert, was not confident of victory against Ye Xuan alone.
However, Ye Xuan's decision to fight all eight of them single-handedly still shocked and horrified them.
At the same time, this is a slap in the face for them, an insult to them!
"You want to challenge all eight of us, one against eight? Are you sure?"
Suddenly, Huo Qingyi's eyes turned sharp and deep, a murderous intent flashing within them.
He stared intently at Ye Xuan, who stood out with unparalleled elegance on the martial arts stage, a raging fire rising within him.
Ye Xuan looked at Huo Qingyi, but said calmly, "That's right, since I, Ye Xuan, am the Holy Son, there is no need for any other candidates for Holy Son."
"If you have no desire to vie for the Holy Son, I won't bother with you."
"But since you harbor such thoughts and ambitions, then I have no choice but to shatter them."
"All of you, come at me together! Today, I, Ye Xuan, will shatter your unrealistic dreams and ambitions."
"After this day, the Ancient Desolate Holy Land will only have the Holy Son; there will be no more candidates for the Holy Son!"
Although Ye Xuan's tone was calm, his voice was filled with domineering arrogance.
Unrivaled in the world!
That's right. Since we already have a Holy Son, what need is there for Holy Son candidates? That's a complete joke.
Upon hearing this, Huo Qingyi's face turned even more ashen and her expression became even more somber.
He quickly exchanged glances with the other seven people, and then said:
"Fine, you've asked for it. If you lose and embarrass yourself in front of the other disciples, don't blame us for bullying the weak and outnumbering you!"
With just a brief exchange of glances, the eight people had already made their decision.
They decided to join forces to deal with Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan is truly too powerful. This Holy Son's talent is nothing short of monstrous, and his cultivation speed is comparable to riding a rocket, making them all feel a sense of unease.
Not only did his cultivation level improve so quickly in such a short time, but he also managed to crush Qi Yao, who was at the Golden Core Realm Fourth Level, and Lin Xiao was at the Golden Core Realm Fifth Level, with his strength at the Wheel Sea Realm First Stage.
With such strength, even Huo Qingyi wouldn't be confident of victory against Ye Xuan alone.
This is still the current situation. If Ye Xuan were allowed to grow for a longer period of time, not much more than a month, Huo Qingyi would probably be completely outmatched.
Such a holy son truly terrified them, even filled them with despair.
However, since Ye Xuan is so arrogant, giving them a chance now gives them hope.
So what if eight people team up and lose face once?
Holy Son!
Putting aside the fact that they had been preparing for this position for many years, the Holy Son's status in the Ancient Desolate Holy Land and the resources he enjoyed were absolutely incomparable to what they were in the present.
Everyone wants this position!
"What? They actually agreed?"
"The eight candidates for Holy Son, the eight monstrous Golden Core geniuses, are actually going to join forces to fight Holy Son Ye?"
"This, this..."
The disciples were equally shocked when they heard Huo Qingyi agree, and their hearts were filled with turbulent emotions.
That's really something—one dared to take the challenge, and the other dared to accept!
Holy Son Ye's arrogance and Holy Son Ye nature had already shocked them enough.
The fact that the eight candidates for the Holy Son were forced to join forces, even abandoning all pretense of decency, and were truly determined to unite, made them tremble with fear.
For a moment, everyone couldn't help but breathe rapidly, their eyes fixed on Ye Xuan on the martial arts stage and Huo Qingyi and the other eight below, their hearts filled with complex emotions.
Among the disciples, Lin Xue couldn't help but clench her fists again, her heart filled with worry.
She felt that Ye Xuan had overestimated himself, really overestimated himself.
The Holy Maiden Qiu Yue also trembled, one jade hand covering her rosy lips, the other gently patting her chest, utterly shocked.
Even the Eighth Old Ancestor couldn't help but frown slightly.
"Is this kid's cultivation breakthrough too fast, making him a bit too arrogant? Taking on eight opponents by himself, he really dares to think he can win? Does he even have the confidence to win?"
"If he were to be defeated by one of the eight candidates for Holy Son, even if the eight candidates would lose face, he, as the Holy Son, would surely lose all face as well."
Han Bingning maintained her aloof demeanor, remaining calm and silent.
She knew Ye Xuan 'Ye Xuan arrogance and pride all too well.
Therefore, while she was slightly surprised by Ye Xuan's words, she wasn't entirely unexpected.
He's Chaos Sacred Body, so it's normal for him to be a bit crazy. You'll get used to it.
Just then--
Boom boom boom boom boom!
Eight powerful Golden Core auras suddenly rose up!
In an instant, a powerful pressure spread out, instantly engulfing most of the training ground.
Under the overwhelming power of this explosive aura, countless disciples around felt as if their hearts had been struck by a heavy hammer, their breathing became rapid, and their bodies trembled violently.
Some of the weaker individuals, under that oppressive force, turned pale instantly, their legs buckled, and they collapsed to the ground.
At the same time, Huo Qingyi and her eight companions stepped forward, their auras rising and exploding, surging and boiling, their momentum soaring to the sky!
Their eyes were cold and their auras swept across the heavens and earth, but their eyes were fixed on Ye Xuan on the martial arts stage, and their bodies were burning with surging fighting spirit.
Looking at the eight people who walked out and feeling their powerful aura, the disciples felt as if muffled thunder was exploding in their ears, like the morning bell and evening drum, deafening and awakening them.
Their breathing seemed to stop at that moment, their heartbeats ceased, and all that remained in their eyes was shock and numbness.
Eight people, eight Golden Core, eight extraordinary talents, have truly emerged and are truly joining forces to fight the Holy Son.
This is... this is simply unbelievable, breathtaking!