Chapter 113: Chapter 113: The Probing Between the Proud Sons of Heaven

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“I didn’t expect that in the Northern Region, I would encounter so many proud talents. Even in Central Province, such opportunities are rare. Today is indeed worthwhile,” said a prodigy holding a golden long spear, his eyes brimming with a desire to fight.

“Indeed, they are all experts. Not only do their cultivation levels compare to ours, but their foundations are just as solid, and very deep-rooted,” said a young cultivator dressed in white Daoist robes. He came from Aolai Country in the Eastern Sea, traveling far and wide before coming here by chance.

“This humble monk has truly broadened his horizons today,” two monks said, smiling with their hands pressed together in salute.

“Broadening horizons is the right idea. Our purpose in coming here today is to utterly crush these so-called young prodigies!” Su Yunbing was still as arrogant as ever.

“What’s the big deal about being in the Nascent Soul Stage? She’s just an ordinary woman. I, the Golden Spear Overlord, am the first to object!”

The speaker was a genius from Central Province, clad in golden armor, exuding an extravagant aura. Regardless of his strength, the outfit alone was worth a fortune.

Watching the five Primordial Spirit Phantoms that emerged once again behind them, Feng Qingyang and the group of elders felt a headache brewing.

“Stop all of you, let’s do everything according to the rules!”

“You’re showing off your Primordial Spirits in front of us?”

“Do you think you’re being funny?”

Feng Qingyang’s eyes were ablaze with fury as a large Primordial Spirit emerged from behind him, towering like a cloud and surpassing all the present Primordial Spirits in stature combined.

In the face of this Demonic Divine Spirit, the phantoms of the proud talents looked as immature as infants.

The crowd looked seriously at the Primordial Spirit behind Feng Qingyang; this was no mere phantom, but truly solid, something visible and tangible.

This was the Primordial Spirit of a Divinity Transformation Stage master, truly extraordinary.

The crowd retracted their Primordial Spirits, taking the opportunity to observe the Primordial Spirit of a powerful being as a gain in itself.

On the platform, the pressure suddenly eased, and the tense atmosphere ready to explode vanished. However, by the same token, there were not many left who could remain on the platform.

The previous clash of momentum had directly caused the cultivators with lower cultivation levels to leap off the platform.

Those who felt their strength was too weak dared not linger in front of so many Nascent Soul Stage big shots.

These people seemed so terrifying, and surely would have been beaten to death if they had started fighting.

Li Xiaobai stared at the huge Primordial Spirit in the sky, lost in thought; he also possessed the skill of Blood Demon Transcendental Venerable, but it seemed to fall short by more than just a level compared to these people.

It seemed that his skill, although initially grand in appearance, still fell half a stature short in comparison to these proud talents.

Indeed, a skill that isn’t upgraded is no good skill at all.

Looking at the now empty platform, the elders couldn’t help but smile wryly; the disciples of the advancement tournament were too timid, surrendering one after the other before the fight even began.

Now, the disciples remaining on all three platforms didn’t even add up to fifty, completely disrupting the original plan.

“Let the competition continue. Regardless of the outcome, you are already Outer Sect Disciples of the Holy Demon Sect. The top ten will enter the Inner Sect, and my word is my bond,” Feng Qingyang let out a sigh before speaking. The competition had to go on, and as for the other eliminated disciples, it was just their bad luck.

The elders returned to the high platform one after another, and the crowd of onlookers once again gathered around.

This round was truly splendid; even though the powerhouses hadn’t fought, the sight of those ten or so Primordial Spirit Phantoms was enough to shock everyone.

Truly fitting for a genius!

“What’s the point of having a competition? There are still too many weaklings and impostors on this stage, truly disgraceful. In my opinion, those with cultivation levels below the Nascent Soul Stage do not deserve to stay on this platform!”

The Golden Spear Overlord looked down upon everything and said indifferently.

In the arena, many cultivators were at the peak of the Golden Core Stage, as well as the Half-step Nascent Soul Stage. Upon hearing these words, their expressions turned somewhat ugly.

However, they couldn’t refute anything, for he was a true genius and had the right to make such a statement.

Qin Lan’s complexion turned angry. She was only at the Half-step Nascent Soul Stage. Outside of this context, she was considered a genius in her own right. Coupled with her good looks and figure, she was someone who would be praised wherever she went. Even the geniuses of Central Province would treat her with respectful courtesy, at least to save her partner’s face.

When had she ever been treated like this?

She immediately spoke up, “Your Excellency might be a bit too domineering.”

“Who are you? Not even at the Nascent Soul Stage, and you think you’re fit to converse with us?” the Golden Spear Overlord asked.

Qin Lan’s breath caught, her face paling with anger, “I am Qin Lan, the Dao companion of Xing Mohan from the Xingtian Sect of Central Province.”

“Oh, so you’re a woman who climbed up by relying on a man. Xing Mohan, what is he? In front of me, the Golden Spear Overlord, he only has the role of kneeling and begging for mercy!”

The Golden Spear Overlord did not take Qin Lan seriously at all, showing his disdain with a dismissive wave of his hand, signaling that she could step down now.

Qin Lan’s face turned from green to red, embarrassed and indignant, with a surge of rage and resentment boiling within her.

“What Golden Spear Overlord? Just someone with a slightly higher cultivation level. What’s there to be so arrogant about? I, Sibeiyu Sanbian, am the first to not accept this!”

On the stage, the man with the scarred face lit a Huazi with his eyes closed, and spoke indifferently.

It was only then that Li Xiaobai noticed that this poser was also on the stage.

“Just a Half-step Nascent Soul, can be extinguished with a flick of a finger.”

The Golden Spear Overlord’s arrogance hit a new high as he shook his long spear and thrust it violently towards Yu Sanbian. The rest of the people automatically stepped down from the stage, leaving the platform to these two.

“I’ll show you how to be a human today.”

Yu Sanbian drew his long whip from his waist, flicked it, and it lashed out, turning into a sky full of afterimages sweeping towards the Golden Spear Overlord.

The long spear was intercepted, and the expression of the Golden Spear Overlord changed to one of surprise. The fact that a Half-step Nascent Soul could block his attack was quite extraordinary.

“Are you blind? Why do you keep your eyes closed?”

“To beat you, no need to open my eyes.”

Yu Sanbian was as arrogant as ever, the air in the arena charged with intimidation. The two clashed once again, entangled in battle. For the Golden Spear Overlord, this was undoubtedly a great embarrassment—such a Nascent Soul Stage genius struggling against a Half-step Nascent Soul cultivator.

Anxious and angry, he could use his Great Divine Power to crush his opponent, but that would make him appear insecure.

He must suppress his opponent with proper methods, to crush him outright.

At the same time, Su Yunbing pointed to the prodigy from Aolai Country in the Eastern Sea, “I’ve long heard that the cultivators from Flower Fruit Mountain of Aolai Country are proficient in both life and movement. Their force and action are explosive. Today, Su Yunbing finally has the chance to ask for advice.”

“I am Shenxu Zi, and I look forward to experiencing a few of your exquisite skills, miss,” said Shenxu Zi with a slight smile, as the void rippled and his figure instantly appeared on one of the stages. Su Yunbing’s eyes sparkled, and she flipped her wrist, transforming her sledgehammer into a smashing force.

Elsewhere, Lin Yin, at some point, had also set up a duel on the stage. The exchange between opponents was fierce. In a moment, three stages once again erupted into chaos.

Li Xiaobai felt quite speechless, thinking that his senior brothers and sisters were too belligerent. Couldn’t they follow a normal process just once?

Yang Chen and Ling Yun next to him had faces full of frustration: “Senior brother beat us to it…”

Li Xiaobai: “…”