Seeing the disciple of the East Spirit Immortal Pond, unexpectedly exchanging glances and secret signals with his long-admired senior sister, Lio Donglin’s face instantly turned gloomy.
"Hmph!"
Lio Donglin stepped out directly from the Yunluo Sacred Land’s camp, sneering, "The East Spirit Immortal Pond truly lives up to being the top of the Three Great Sacred Lands, always nurous and powerful. It’s a pity, though, that the Sunset Chosen One does not win by numbers!"
"Junior Brother Lio, do not speak recklessly."
Wang Qian glanced back at Lio Donglin, his words were too provocatively tinged.
"Hmph, isn’t it so?"
Lio Donglin, youthful and reckless, also blinded by jealousy, coldly laughed, "Even the Human Emperor has his limit, the East Spirit Immortal Pond doesn’t need to find such weaklings to make up the numbers, do they?"
While speaking, Lio Donglin’s gaze coldly shot toward Ling Feng, his disdain undisguised.
Ling Feng felt confused, who did he provoke this ti?
Before Ling Feng could respond, Helian Xiao ca forward with big strides, coldly saying, "Kid, I’ll give you three breaths to take back your words, or I won’t mind showing you whether our East Spirit Immortal Pond disciples win by numbers or not!"
"Hahaha!"
Lio Donglin laughed loudly, "Since it’s a martial tournant, I’ll naturally accompany you to the end!"
Yee Changge smirked slightly, as both Lio Donglin and Helian Xiao were equally aggressive; if things got heated, a relentless confrontation was inevitable.
This way, he could simply sit back and observe, thoroughly probing the disciples of East Spirit Immortal Pond and Yunluo Sacred Land.
He might even discover so hidden talents on both sides.
"Haha, this is just a spar, I hope everyone remains calm and stops at the point. If things get too brutal, I won’t stand idly by."
Yee Changge said lightly, looking every bit the host.
This martial tournant was organized by him, and any pre-match injuries would not extricate him from the bla.
"Junior Brother Lio, why don’t you let take on this old friend first!"
At this mont, a man clad in a blue, tight outfit stepped out from the Yunluo Sacred Land’s camp, his appearance stern and his figure slightly lanky, yet much like a restrained treasure sword, ready to unleash trendous intent at any mont.
"Yuan Hua Ji!"
Helian Xiao’s pupils slightly contracted. Yuan Hua Ji was an old rival of his, both hailing from the sa empire and had been contending since their youth. After joining different sacred lands, it had been over a dozen years.
However, upon eting again, a more intense fighting spirit exploded between them.
"Great! Yuan Hua Ji, make a move, I want to see your capability after more than a decade!"
Helian Xiao tapped the tip of his foot, preparing to charge forth.
Yet at this mont, a hand steadied his shoulder, Xu Ming shook his head slightly with a calm expression, "Senior Brother Helian, let have a try first. If I can’t handle it, then you can make your move later."
Helian Xiao was impulsive, while Xu Ming was wise and steady.
By facing Yuan Hua Ji first, Xu Ming could test the waters. If he could win, great; if not, the watching Helian Xiao could join in next, greatly enhancing the chances of victory.
After all, Helian Xiao was the fourth Young Emperor of the East Spirit Immortal Pond and the strongest among the disciples.
If even he were defeated, the East Spirit Immortal Pond would surely lose face.
Helian Xiao clenched his fists, he, though impulsive, understood the importance of the situation, as it concerned the reputation of East Spirit Immortal Pond, he knew he couldn’t act recklessly.
"It’s a pity that Senior Brother Murong isn’t here. Among the East Spirit Immortal Pond, only you and I can hold the floor."
Xu Ming felt the heavy burden on his shoulders and nodded solemnly, "I’ll do my best to figure out Yuan Hua Ji’s approach, please observe carefully."
Hearing the whispers between the two, Tuoba Yan couldn’t help but chuckle inwardly, these two were really quite self-assured!
If they were truly relied on to hold the floor, East Spirit Immortal Pond would be dood today.
In her beautiful eyes, a teasing light flashed, her gaze sweeping over Ling Feng.
The one who could truly maintain the scene, was probably that guy.
At this mont, Xu Ming made a quick flip and landed in the center of the courtyard, looking towards Yuan Hua Ji, bowing slightly, and said calmly, "I am Xu Ming, let try this first battle, to see how high the quality of this Yunluo Sacred Land brother is!"
Yee Changge watched with a smile, took large strides back to the pavilion belonging to the Five Thunders Sacred Land, sat cross-legged, and watched with interest.
Unexpectedly, Yuan Hua Ji rely glanced at Xu Ming with indifference and shook his head coldly, "Helian Xiao, after more than a decade, have you beco this timid and hesitant? Boring, dreadfully boring."
Seeing that Helian Xiao did not step forward, Yuan Hua Ji actually retreated to sit by himself in the Yunluo Sacred Land pavilion.
"Dammit!"
Helian Xiao trembled with anger, under regular circumstances, he would have already charged forward to battle with Yuan Hua Ji.
"Yuan Hua Ji, what do you an?"
Xu Ming clenched his fists. Though he was generally rational, it didn’t an he wouldn’t get angry.
"Nothing, Senior Brother Yuaan rely thinks it’s beneath him to fight you, fearing he’d beat you too miserably."
Lio Donglin sneered, leaping out of the crowd, "Let take you on instead!"
Xu Ming’s eyebrows arched, his face icy, "Then please, Junior Brother, enlighten . I am much older, so I will try to hold back."
In terms of age, Lio Donglin was much younger than Yuan Hua Ji, though quite talented, his strength should be sowhat lower, Xu Ming figured, so he swallowed so anger to vent it on this ignorant lad.
Lio Donglin leaped to the center arrogantly, "Hold back? You? Hahaha!"
Xu Ming remained poised, indifferent as before, "Junior Brother Lio, please!"
"Sky Net Cloud Smoke Palm!"
Lio Donglin’s steps were ethereal, like a ghost’s shadow, unpredictable.
He projected his right palm, like a dark dragon in the clouds, hidden in his elusive movent, hard to discern the real from the illusion.
"Ah, Junior Brother Lio’s temper..."
Wang Qian shook his head, Lio Donglin was indeed a teenage prodigy, but too brash and impulsive, turning what should’ve been a friendly spar into sothing more smoke-filled.
As for Yuee HuaQin, she remained puzzled as to how Ling Feng ended up here, in a re year, could that pitifully weak boy have reached the level to participate in the Sunset Chosen One?
Unbelievable indeed!
Crack!
In the center of the courtyard, on the sparring stage.
The air thundered, Lio Donglin’s palm displayed formidable power, overlapping like ten thousand dark dragons, roaring and sweeping over.
Xu Ming’s face was serious, heart secretly shocked!
Such powerful palm techniques!
No wonder Lio Donglin is so arrogant, he indeed has reason to be!
"Heavenly Dominator Fist!"
Xu Ming contained his underestimation, circulating his elental power, performing his cultivation technique.
His fists danced, with mighty Qi Force, like an endless sea, raging waves billowing, sotis roaring thunderously, tearing through the Heavenly Vault.
The montum was grand, shaking the earth, terrifying to the extre.
This fist technique, once unleashed, made his entire aura beco dominantly unparalleled, possessing the deanor of challenging the heavens and earth.
Boom boom boom!
The clash of fist and palm released potent Qi Force.
The airwaves surged, the montum unrelenting.
A tentative exchange between both sides ended in a stalemate, evenly matched.
Xu Ming’s eyelids twitched slightly, gathering his thoughts, he advanced again into the battle.
Lio Donglin, with a light sneer, battled unaffected, as calm as the clouds and wind!
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