Zhou Xu and Tan Lin didn’t dare to express their discontent under the watchful eyes of the crowd.
Huang Xiaolong chuckled inwardly, looking towards the central stage, hoping that in the top ten battle, the two wouldn’t encounter him, otherwise, he would make sure to teach them a lesson.
Over the past three years, the two had been acting smug, truly believing that after cultivating so Azure Dragon Sword Qi and the Heavenly Sword Fourth Level Will Sword, it ant they could treat him like a soft persimmon, easy to squeeze?
Actually, in Zhou Xu and Tan Lin’s minds, they were still replaying the scene where Huang Xiaolong’s punch sent You Wuxin flying off the stage, a scene that kept them unsettled for a long ti.
You Wuxin, at the Ancient God Fifth Rank Early Stage Peak, had inherited the Ghost King Inheritance from Ghost Prison City and cultivated the Ghost Prison Ghost Body, yet was sent flying by a single punch from Huang Xiaolong!
Even with all their confidence, they knew there was a significant gap between themselves and You Wuxin.
If they encountered Huang Xiaolong on the stage, what would be the result?
The more they thought about it, the more apprehensive and uneasy their hearts beca.
At this mont, the third match of the second round began.
This third match was between Wangu Ziyi and Luo Yunjie!
Luo Yunjie wore a bitter expression; earlier Huang Xiaolong had drawn You Wuxin, and everyone thought Huang Xiaolong had bad luck. Now he drew Wangu Ziyi, could this be even worse luck?
"Damn." Luo Yunjie muttered, looking at his opponent Wangu Ziyi.
If he hadn’t been matched against Wangu Ziyi, with his strength, he could have made it into the top ten. But now, it’s completely hopeless, and he could already foresee the scene of him being humiliated.
"Luo Yunjie." Wangu Ziyi grinned: "I know you’re a good friend of Huang Xiaolong. We’ve t in Wanxiang Royal City, right?"
Luo Yunjie sneered: "Wangu Ziyi, spare the nonsense, make your move!" With that, flas erupted from his body as he pushed his Treasure Fire Godhood to its limit.
Wangu Ziyi watched Luo Yunjie playing with fire before him and smiled. As Luo Yunjie’s attack ca forth, suddenly, his figure moved, and the crowd saw white flas appear on Wangu Ziyi’s body, with strands of black light piercing through the white flas.
"Kirin White Fla!"
"And Kirin Black Fla!"
The crowd was instantly shocked.
From low to high, the Wangu Clan’s Kirin Flas ascend from Kirin Red Fla, Blue Fla, Golden Fla, White Fla, Black Fla, to Purple Fla. Even so elders from the Wangu Clan can only cultivate Kirin White Fla. They didn’t expect Wangu Ziyi not only cultivated Kirin White Fla but also Kirin Black Fla!
Though just a little bit, it’s still Kirin Black Fla! Such talent in the countless years of the Wangu Clan’s history is truly unprecedented!
Wangu Ziyi waved his hands, palms striking out, and Kirin Flas from his entire body roared towards Luo Yunjie. Instantly crashing into Luo Yunjie’s Treasure Fire, the Treasure Fire evaporated like water encountering terrifying flas.
Then, Luo Yunjie was struck by Wangu Ziyi’s palm power.
Luo Yunjie scread, was flung out of the stage, and smashed down hard, with a chest that was charred black, and Kirin Flas spreading rapidly from the chest throughout his body.
Luo Yunjie beca a man on fire.
The faces of the Creation Gate mbers changed.
At this mont, Huang Xiaolong acted, hands clapping together, Supre Yin Cold Divine Power enveloped Luo Yunjie, suppressing then extinguishing the Kirin Flas on his body.
The crowd was astonished.
They were astonished firstly by the power of Wangu Ziyi’s Kirin Flas, which Luo Yunjie’s Treasure Fire Godhood couldn’t even resist for a mont; secondly, by Huang Xiaolong’s Yin Cold Power, which could suppress Wangu Ziyi’s Kirin Flas!
Wangu Ziyi was equally secretly surprised.
He knew the power of his own Kirin Flas. Even though he hadn’t truly cultivated to the level of Kirin Black Fla, he had stepped onto the threshold of Kirin Black Fla. Even ordinary Ancient Divine Armor could be instantly incinerated, so Ancient Cold Spirit Stones couldn’t withstand it.
"Huang Xiaolong, you dare to interfere, openly violating the tournant rules!" Wangu Ziyi said coldly: "City Lord Wang Shi, as the Creation Gate Supre Elder, how will you judge this matter?"
"Indeed, Huang Xiaolong violated the tournant rules and should have his qualification canceled!"
"Cancel Huang Xiaolong’s competition qualification! Wang Shi, you are the Creation Gate Supre Elder, in the presence of everyone, will you shield Huang Xiaolong?!"
Imdiately, so powerful figures from the Eternal Ancient Continent’s sects started clamoring.
Huang Xiaolong’s face remained indifferent as he sneered: "Wangu Ziyi, to my surprise, you are idiotic to this degree. Luo Yunjie has fallen, he has lost, the match is over. I intervened rely to heal, what rule did I violate? Or is it really that the Wangu Clan’s foremost idiot can’t even rember the tournant rules?"
"If you can’t rember, I can read them out to you one by one."
Hearing this, the Creation Continent side of powerful figures roared with laughter.
"The foremost idiot of the Wangu Clan?! Haha!" In the crowd, so Heavenly Pill Island disciples deliberately laughed super loudly.
Huang Xiaolong’s words were too satisfying!
Relieving!
Even so experts from the Dark Spirit Continent and Primordial Essence Continent couldn’t help but chuckle.
Wangu Ziyi was the top genius of the Wangu Clan, now being called the foremost idiot by Huang Xiaolong, what a fresh taphor indeed.
In the face of such widespread laughter, despite Wangu Ziyi’s good nature, his complexion flushed red-purple, his eyes glaring with intense murderous intent at Huang Xiaolong.
Yet, he couldn’t find words to retort.
Because Huang Xiaolong’s words were indeed reasonable.
Huang Xiaolong no longer paid attention to Wangu Ziyi, administered a few Divine Pills to Luo Yunjie, and triggered his palm’s Light Divine Power to stabilize Luo Yunjie’s injuries.
However, the Kirin Fla was indeed domineering. Despite only one breath, Luo Yunjie’s whole body was already burned severely, his face distorted beyond recognition, healing him would not be a simple matter.
Seeing Luo Yunjie’s pitiful state, Huang Xiaolong’s heart was filled with killing intent. Initially, he had concerns about striking and disabling Wangu Ziyi, but now, he had no reservations at all.
Huang Xiaolong took Luo Yunjie back to the Creation stand.
Before turning away, Huang Xiaolong gave Wang Shi a cold glance. Earlier, Wangu Ziyi had deliberately provoked using tournant rules, Wang Shi knew perfectly well Huang Xiaolong hadn’t violated them, yet he did not speak up to defend Huang Xiaolong. Huang Xiaolong now felt not only a lack of goodwill towards him.
But aversion.
The matches continued.
Soon, the ten matches of the second round concluded.
The results showed that from the Creation Gate, Huang Xiaolong, Zhou Xu, and Tan Lin made it into the top ten; from the Wangu Clan, Wangu Ziyi, Wangu Dongchen, and a disciple called Wanggu Huang made it into the top ten; from Dark Spirit Continent, there were two persons; Primordial Essence Continent also had two.
"Now, please, the top ten disciples co to the stage to draw lots for the third round of competition." Wang Shi shouted.
Huang Xiaolong, Zhou Xu, Wangu Ziyi and others alighted onto the stage. (To be continued. If you like this work, you’re welco to visit Qidian (qidian) to vote for recomndations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.)
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