The entire martial arts arena fell into a brief silence once again.
Then, the surrounding insults surged like a tide.
Countless Moon Country people started to shout curses loudly, which were indescribably unpleasant to hear.
After all, this is the Imperial Capital; can we still be afraid of you, a Third Realm person from Mirror Country? Or not dare to curse you?
In response, Chu Huaixu stood on the ring, showing complete indifference.
He rely lowered his gaze to look at Leng Wuya, with undisguised contempt on his face.
Yet such words seemingly transford into a mountain, weighing down on Leng Wuya’s shoulders.
The opponent’s words have reached this point; it’s evident that they’re going to play rough later!
This ti going up for a friendly match is not about receiving sword lessons but clearly about getting hurt!
Not everyone in the world is as unconventional as Chu Huaixu, ignoring injuries and pain.
Moreover, this repeated public humiliation imdiately made Leng Wuya’s ordinary-looking face flush red, clamping his teeth tightly.
"A gentleman can be killed, but not humiliated!"
"Chu Huaixu, if you dare, kill with one sword strike!"
After all, still young, imagine how many young people in the world can endure provocation from a "foreigner" in front of tens of thousands of their "elders"?
Chu Huaixu, hearing this, lifted his gaze and quietly looked at Ming Xuanji sitting on the high platform.
Then, he calmly said, "What nonsensical words, your Old State Preceptor will protect your life; otherwise, a casual sword from , even three lives wouldn’t be enough for you to block."
Ming Xuanji, upon hearing this lad ntion him suddenly, slowly closed his hollow eyes, seemingly entering ditation and absent-mindedness.
But Leng Wuya was already close to madness; he suddenly rushed to the stage, before the two judges went through the procedure, he had already drawn his blade forward, causing the scene to even beco sowhat chaotic.
Chu Huaixu folded his arms, holding the sword scabbard, watching the other as if looking at a clown, like watching a roadside.
Situ Cheng and others couldn’t help but glance at the Daoist Sect’s high-ranking mbers, only to see them calm and not stopping this behavior within their disciples.
This actually doesn’t conform to Daoist Sect’s usual style nor their daily teachings to disciples.
"What are they hiding in their gourds?"
In fact, even Nangong Yue and others were wondering, "What is he hiding in his gourd?"
We are confused too, but let him be.
The match officially began, and this ti, the insults from all directions didn’t cease.
Chu Huaixu remained indifferent.
He still only made one sword strike.
He launched right away with Great Perfection level "Six Out of Seven," along with Great Perfection level "Fearless Sword Intent."
This strike, doesn’t it feel like chopping vegetables?
With Leng Wuya’s skills, not to ntion his current level is Third Realm Ninth Heaven, even if he rose to Fourth Realm now, he wouldn’t withstand this sword!
The developnt of events matched the previous situation.
Ultimately, Ming Xuanji stepped in to protect Leng Wuya’s vital areas.
This ti, Chu Huaixu swung his sword aiming to take lives.
Faced with the huge disparity in strength, no matter how angry Leng Wuya was, no matter how hard he wanted to try, it was all in vain.
The fallen him lay there like fragile grass.
However, no cheers erupted from the audience seats at the martial arts arena.
On the contrary, the insults grew louder.
It’s not that the Moon Country people lack complete decorum.
It’s purely because Chu Huaixu’s attitude and actions, from their perspective, were indeed vile.
Yet the dead fox deliberately stood on the platform, muttering softly, "Are you Moon Country people sore losers?"
If there were so who were sharp-eyed and keen-eared nearby, they would definitely hear it.
If those Great Cultivators on the high platforms were still emanating Divine Sense, they could definitely detect it.
Should anyone among them have a big mouth, it surely would spread.
This would undoubtedly trigger national fury again!
Regardless, such remarks are rather serious map artillery, blasting an entire nation in one shot.
So the dead fox only murmured quietly, leaving himself a way out.
Ultimately, his revenge target is just a group of people, not an entire nation.
"The great tribulation of heaven and earth is coming, with such lofty character, I’m definitely a unifying faction!" thought Chu Huaixu.
"But these internal ’Evil Cultivators,’ and those with malicious intent, are factors breaking unity, certainly need to be dealt with first!"
At this point, East Continent Mirror Country has taken two spots out of the four strong positions.
More importantly, with Lin Zixuan and Leng Wuya’s exit, Prince Rui’s heir Qin Xuexiao was completely left as the only survivor!
If he also loses in the match, then the subsequent four strong tournant would be akin to a grand Mirror Country civil war held within the Moon Country Capital.
No one can afford to lose face like this!
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Chu Huaixu walked off the ring and glanced at Han Shuangjiang in the crowd.
Since Ji Sikong drew Xu Ziqing, then, the next match would naturally be between the Big Ice Cube and Qin Xuexiao.
He stood beside his Daoist partner, transmitting his voice, "Be careful, the Emperor’s Divine Thought not only enhances his ntal realm but has other marvelous uses too, you’ll want to avoid getting hurt."
Han Shuangjiang turned to look at him, nodding slightly.
Actually, the underlying aning of Chu Huaixu’s words was already clear; he felt the Big Ice Cube might not necessarily be Qin Xuexiao’s match.
But this family of three are all characterized by stubborn mules, each with a stubborn personality.
With the script of a female protagonist in her hands, she certainly wouldn’t be intimidated before the war.
On the contrary, her fighting spirit began to surge even higher.
Han Shuangjiang lightly tapped her toe, soaring onto the stage.
Qin Xuexiao, with a spear in hand, did the sa.
Chu Huaixu and Xu Ziqing stood side by side, watching the world protagonist battle on stage.
Both sides clearly held nothing back, giving it their all right from the start.
Han Shuangjiang instantly entered the Celestial Human State, her three thousand blue strands transford into a head full of silver hair, her gaze carried no joy or sorrow, just endless indifference.
Qin Xuexiao imdiately integrated with the Emperor’s Divine Thought, and activated the Emperor’s Bloodline within him.
A purple moon mark appeared in the center of his forehead, the whole person floated with a long spear.
Back when he was in the First Realm, he could already levitate like a Great Cultivator.
Just that the duration couldn’t last too long.
The Moon Country Royal Family gave such a technique a resonant na— Divine Presence!
At this mont, one side is the Celestial Human, the other is Divine Presence!
Chu Huaixu watching from below felt sowhat envious.
"How to put it, world protagonists aside from other things, the special effects are fully loaded."
Behind Qin Xuexiao, a purple moon’s shadow began to gradually erge!
This illustrious, well-off bunch surely shines brighter, haha!
Endless oppressive force spread from him, as if an ancient soul had just awoken.
The imnse pressure made the nearby low tier cultivators feel they could barely breathe.
Yet, to Han Shuangjiang on the stage, this wouldn’t cause any impact.
—— Heaven and earth are indifferent, treating all things like straw dogs.
Divine presence in the world, it is likewise.
Also as straw dogs!
The Great Perfection level Reincarnation Sword Intent spread around.
The Zhegu Heaven in Han Shuangjiang’s hand had sword edges on both sides seemingly possessing two entirely different forces.
One side was life, the other was death.
Moreover, the two Dao Seals in her left palm began to emit the power of the Dao Seal.
Dao Seal "Returning True Essence," giving her surrounding aura a sharp killing intent!
On the ring, the two were said to be exchanging blows in a back-and-forth manner.
The Great Perfection or Sword Intent and Great Perfection or Spear Intent continuously collided.
Sword Qi and spear vigor scattered in all directions.
The spectators below just watching felt invigorated!
They were so strong they didn’t even resemble Third Realm cultivators.
Peers could only look on from afar, seeking the gap with them during observation.
But this current evenly matched situation was undoubtedly not the outco Qin Xuexiao wanted.
"This battle, I must win!"
He began activating the Spirit Seed within Lin Zixuan.
"Zixuan! Assist !"
Poor little girl, just recovered from coma not long ago, her injuries still far from healed.
In a state of severe trauma, she still had to respond to Brother Prince’s "Spiritual Power Loan."
With her advancent in strength, now the spiritual power she could lend was close to seventy percent.
Plus this girl’s suspected "Gathering Spirit 10," so the total amount of this spiritual power is quite terrifying.
The spiritual power within Qin Xuexiao surged rapidly.
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(ps: First update, seeking votes at the beginning of the month!)
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