Zhang Yunlong’s eyes carried a hint of cold severity.
Zhang Yunhuang losing to Xi Xi was quite a surprise to him, especially after the evaluation and description from Sect Master Zhang Wuji.
The curiosity and hostility in Zhang Yunlong’s heart suddenly surged to the extre.
"I hope... you won’t disappoint ; let truly witness your abilities."
Zhang Yunlong’s gaze fell on Xi Xi, who held a chicken leg.
Xi Xi’s eyes blazed with fire, gritting her teeth, as if she wanted to crunch the bone of the chicken leg.
"This person is truly rotten!"
Of course, what made Xi Xi even angrier was Zhang Yunlong’s continued flying sword attacks to humiliate Shi Xuan, after knowing that Shi Xuan had no intention of using the Fifth Ring and practically had no power to fight back.
This truly infuriated her.
Having received an explanation from Lv Taibai and Li Che, Xi Xi also understood the hardships faced by those disciples from the True Martial Divine Sect.
Zhang Yunlong’s daoist robe fluttered as he returned to the main banquet area of the Purple Mansion Divine Sect.
The Purple Robed Taoist, Zhang Wuji, glanced at Zhang Yunlong with a faint look.
Zhang Yunlong cupped his fists in salute: "Sect Master, the disciple has successfully entered the battle for the top, if Junior Brother Yun Hu can also enter the battle for the top, then let Junior Brother Yun Hu voluntarily withdraw. That way, since we’ve obtained the seven-thousand-year-old peach, we will also succeed in getting the nine-thousand-year-old peach; only then can we be truly abundantly rewarded."
Zhang Wuji sat upright in his Taishi chair, his gaze sweeping over Zhang Yunlong.
Slowly, his stare moved up and down, making Zhang Yunlong feel imnse pressure inexplicably.
"This ti, you have gone too far."
Zhang Wuji spoke faintly.
The voice made Zhang Yunlong’s body tremble involuntarily.
"The disciple doesn’t know how I went too far... I just wanted to see his real trump card, going all out should be his respect for the disciple."
Zhang Yunlong said discontentedly.
Zhang Wuji shook his head, waved his hand, and uttered no more.
Zhang Yunlong cupped his fists in a ceremonial obeisance and turned back to his seat.
Perhaps Shi Xuan, this martial artist from the True Martial Divine Sect, truly deserves respect, but... didn’t Shi Xuan also fail to respect Zhang Yunlong?
As the weaker party, confronting the strong with all one’s might is the admiration one should give.
Divine Capital Third City.
The city tower erupted from silence into a buzzing clamor.
Many people sighed, "The Purple Mansion Divine Sect... is still strong. Shi Xuan from the True Martial Divine Sect is really formidable, reaching the Top Three Flowers Realm at the age of fifteen, which is extrely rare."
But he still lost to Zhang Yunlong.
"Only one match remains in the fourth round, Li Nuanxi from the Qian Yuan Divine Sect against the second Chulong of the Purple Mansion Divine Sect. This battle... should be without much suspense, right?"
"Li Nuanxi managed to defeat the third Chulong, but the second Chulong Zhang Yun Hu is obviously stronger. It seems unlikely Li Nuanxi will have much of a chance; to be honest, I didn’t even understand how Li Nuanxi won the last match."
"Indeed, it was baffling, will it be another inexplicable victory?"
...
Many Jianghu practitioners began discussing among themselves, with quite a few who had wagered on Xi Xi feeling sowhat dejected.
Primarily because the combat power shown by Zhang Yunlong was simply too overwhelming. Even Shi Xuan, fighting with all his might and battle-hardened, couldn’t achieve victory, but instead lost so miserably, as if subjected to an execution by a thousand cuts.
So felt stifled and very angry, but couldn’t express much.
"It seems... this session of the Chulong Victory Conference will likely be another battle for the top between the two Chulong of the Purple Mansion Divine Sect, sigh."
"The First Divine Sect truly deserves its na as the first."
Sighs echoed without end.
Spring rain drizzled relentlessly, with spring thunder roaring ominously behind the clouds, spreading like a spider web across the sky.
In the main banquet area of the Qian Yuan Divine Sect.
Xi Xi fiercely stuffed the last piece of chicken leg into her mouth, with qi and blood surging throughout her body, evidently unsettled within.
The arrogant deanor of Zhang Yunlong particularly irked Xi Xi.
Why is he so arrogant!
Despite having already won, even when Shi Xuan had no more strength to resist, he still kept piercing Shi Xuan’s physical body with his sword, attempting to force Shi Xuan to use his final move as a form of humiliation.
Shi Xuan had already said that move was ant to be used against the barbarians, to perish together with the Da Li Royal Court’s barbarians!
"Papa, it’s my turn now!"
Xi Xi, full of fighting spirit, wiped the grease from her lips, stood up, raised her head high, and puffed out her little belly.
Her two high pigtails stood like divine spears, as if they would pierce through the void.
Almost instantly, all eyes gathered on Xi Xi.
After all, this match could be the final one of the Chulong Victory Conference. If Xi Xi loses, knowing the disposition of the Purple Mansion Divine Sect, they would likely have Zhang Yun Hu concede, relinquishing the challenge for the title, thereby securing two flat peaches.
But of course, if Xi Xi wins, it would indeed be worth watching.
Yet, facing the second Chulong of the Purple Mansion Divine Sect, a presence even stronger than Zhang Yunhuang, how could Xi Xi possibly achieve victory?
Nonetheless, many recalled the match where Li Nuanxi defeated Zhang Yunhuang and held onto a sliver of expectation.
State Preceptor Xie Yushen, sipping warm plum wine, chuckled: "I should wash my eyes well and see how this little girl... truly wins."
The last match, where Xi Xi defeated Zhang Yunhuang, shifted too quickly for even State Preceptor Xie Yushen to see clearly.
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