"That's enough!"
Just at this moment, a voice rang out, permeating the air and sweeping through the world, suppressing the universe.
"Dong!"
A huge hand stretched out and smacked the Golden Hell Crow Claw. Space immediately froze, and all the energy turned into nothingness, silently dissipating.
The person who had made a move was a Lightning Tribulation Elder. He was a Flying Immortal Sect Elder. When he saw Li Powang and the others in danger, he could no longer hold back and immediately made a move to save them.
Otherwise, it would be a joke if the sect's geniuses fell before the experiential training in the Fiendish Demon Battlefield began.
Xia Ping had expected this long ago, so he did not panic. The instant that Elder made a move, he retreated several kilometers to avoid getting caught up in the shockwaves.
"Elder Xu."
Li Powang looked gratefully at this Flying Immortal Sect Elder. Fortunately, he had made a move in time. Otherwise, even if they did not die, they would be severely injured. How would they be able to participate in the experiential training in the Fiendish Demon Battlefield?
Meng Yunxiao and the others felt a lingering fear in their hearts. Originally, they thought that victory was in their grasp. Who could have expected Xia Ping to be so ferocious? Even in a one-versus-four situation, he could still defeat them.
"Let's end this matter here. If there's anything else, we can talk about it after the Fiendish Demon Battlefield opens. What do you think?" The Flying Immortal Sect Elder looked at Xia Ping. He looked amiable on the surface, but he was extremely frustrated in his heart.
This was because Xia Ping's actions had caused the Flying Immortal Sect to lose face. How could he be in a good mood? If it wasn't for the fact that Xia Ping was the disciple of the Darknorth Saint, he would have slapped him to death.
"Very well. Since the Elder has made a move, it would be inexcusable if I did not give him face. However, after this battle, you should know who the boss is." Xia Ping stood upright with his hands behind his back. "Among the new disciples of the five great sects, I, Xia Ping, am the strongest. Who is not convinced?!"
He swept his gaze over the new disciples of the four great sects, looking down on the world.
Damn it!
When the disciples of the four great sects heard this, they felt extremely sullen. However, they had nothing to say. After all, even when Li Powang and the other geniuses worked together, Xia Ping easily defeated them. No matter how angry they were, they were no match for Xia Ping.
Would they really challenge Xia Ping? At that time, they would also be defeated. In that case, it would be even more humiliating. It was better to say nothing.
"Looks like no one else dares to challenge me. If that's the case, I'll become the leader of the new disciples of the Five Great Sects and lead the crowd. I don't think any of you have any objections, right?"
Xia Ping continued.
Hearing this, someone immediately exploded. "Xia Ping, stop dreaming. You want to be the number one disciple of the five great sects? You want to be the leader and rule the five great sects? You're not qualified yet."
They could admit that Xia Ping was the strongest existence among the new disciples, but it was impossible for them to admit that Xia Ping was the leader of the new disciples of the five major sects.
After all, once something like this became a reality, wouldn't it mean that the Qiankun Faction was the leader of the other four great sects and would be able to suppress them? This was related to the honor of the sect, so it was impossible for them to agree to such a ridiculous matter.
Many sect elders had ugly expressions on their faces when they heard this. This Xia Ping was truly ambitious and did not hide it at all.
"That's right. I admit that you are very strong. However, you are still far from being the leader."
"Humph! If you want to rule the five great sects, it is not just strength. You also need character, influence, and so on. Your actions cannot convince us."
"That's right, that's right. Furthermore, this is experiential training in the Fiendish Demon Battlefield. It is a competition of who can kill the most Fiendish Demons. Sometimes, the strongest might not be the strongest. It also depends on the right time, the right place, and the right people."
The Lingyun Sect disciples were all unconvinced, refusing to acknowledge Xia Ping as the leader.
"Not acknowledging me as the leader? If you run into any danger in the Fiendish Demon Battlefield and ask me for help, I will not save you. You have to consider this carefully. "
Xia Ping said.
"Save my ass!"
"This old man is a Treasure Refining Realm cultivator. I have a Medial Grade Spirit Weapon. Killing Fiendish Demons is like cutting grass. Why would I need you to save me?"
"Damn your eighteen generations of ancestors. Are you trying to take advantage of me? Even if this old man dies, I will not ask you for help. "
"F * cking Qiankun Sect, you are looking down on us too much. Our four great sects have never lost to anyone."
This group of people was infuriated. All of them were geniuses of Saint-ranked sects and had absolute confidence in their strength. Otherwise, they would not have dared to participate in this experiential training in the Fiendish Demon Battlefield. Even if there was only one of them, they would be able to walk freely in the Fiendish Demon Battlefield.
Hence, why would they need Xia Ping's help?
This bastard was looking down on them too much. Did he think they were children that needed to be taken care of?!
At this moment, they felt extremely sullen in their hearts. They wished they could immediately teach Xia Ping a lesson and prove their strength.
"Xia Ping, come back. The Fiendish Demon Battlefield is about to start."
A Qiankun Sect elder immediately urged Xia Ping to come back. He saw that the elders of the other four great sects' faces were as black as charcoal. It seemed like they were about to flip out.
Although he felt inexplicably happy when he saw the Lingyun Sect's people so angry yet helpless, it would not be a joke if he incited their anger.
It was better to stop before going too far.
In the distance, Ye Mengyao was also among the Lingyun Sect's disciples. She was already an elder of the Lingyun Sect. Her strength was not inferior to the older generation. Hence, she came along as well.
She looked at Xia Ping with a strange expression. She felt that Xia Ping was truly a scoundrel, infuriating others to death.
However, she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity toward this kind of character. It was like she had seen him somewhere before.
But when she thought about it carefully, she felt that she was overthinking. After all, that scoundrel was a super swindler. He was so evil that he would not even let off children. How could he be a disciple of a Sage?!
No matter what, as a disciple of a Sage, she still had to have some style and face.
"Yes, Elder." Xia Ping nodded and immediately returned to the Qiankun Sect's camp.
The people from the other sects also heaved a sigh of relief. This scoundrel finally stopped harming others.
"Mn, let's open the Fiendish Demon Battlefield."
The elders of the five great sects exchanged glances and nodded. They immediately took action and executed their arts.
"Boom!"
In an instant, a gigantic golden notice appeared in midair. It was as if it was engraved in the air, emitting an indescribable aura that merged with the world. It was as if it had existed since ancient times.
Densely packed ancient words immediately appeared on the golden notice. Each word seemed to contain a mysterious power. When many ancient words were combined together, they formed a world.
Xia Ping and the others immediately raised their heads and looked over. When they saw this golden notice, they instantly felt indescribably shocked. They could feel a vast and mighty power that seemed to contain the universe.
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