What?!
Many inner disciples were shocked when they heard the news. They didn't expect the situation to deteriorate to this extent in such a short time.
"Didn't we tell those bastards not to fight him? Why can't they control themselves? Are they stupid? "an inner disciple cursed.
"Senior brother, it's not that we can't control ourselves, but that kid's mouth is too vicious. He won't let us off easily."
That person gritted his teeth and said, "That kid said that if we don't dare to fight him and are afraid that he's too strong, he can stop using his hands. If that doesn't work, he can stop using his feet. If he's still afraid, he can even close his eyes.
The most despicable thing is that he even provoked us, saying that if an inner disciple can make him move three steps, he'll lose.
It's obvious that we couldn't sit still after hearing those words. We're also people with pride. If our enemies can't win even if they tie their feet and close their eyes, then we'll really become a laughingstock. How can we live if this gets out? Some hot-tempered disciples couldn't take it anymore and charged forward. "
He had a helpless expression.
"This!"
Hearing this, all the inner court disciples felt helpless. That kid was too ruthless. His words were simply forcing them into a hopeless situation. If they still didn't dare to agree to the duel, then they would be no different from trash.
Even a pig wouldn't be able to tolerate such a thing.
"How strong are those inner disciples? Do they pose any threat to him?"
Someone asked immediately.
"They're at least in the early stage of the Tribulation Realm. Some are even in the middle stage, but they're no match for Xia Ping. They fell into an illusion and fell unconscious before they could even get within ten meters of him."
That person answered.
Many inner disciples gasped. They had already guessed that Xia Ping might be able to challenge those at a higher level, but it was still unbelievable when it really happened in front of them.
After all, Xia Ping was a Tribulation Realm powerhouse, an existence that stood at the peak of mortals. He was the strongest person below the Saints. Now, he was defeated by Xia Ping with just a glance.
Even if Illusionists were very powerful, this was too much. How could they live? How could they be reasonable?
"Senior brother, are we just going to let that kid strut around in the inner sect like this?"
"That's right. If we allow this kid to wreak havoc wherever he goes, our Central Cosmos will lose all face."
"Don't hit people in the face when you hit them, and don't point out their shortcomings when you scold them. But that brat has all the seats, and he came here specifically to slap us in the face. If we can still tolerate this, then we are really cowards."
"I must teach him a lesson. No matter what, I must teach him a lesson. I can't take this lying down."
Many of the inner disciples were completely enraged, gnashing their teeth at Xia Ping.
Before this, they had wanted to avoid the battle and ignore the other party's challenge. But now that the brat had come knocking on their door and beaten up a group of inner court disciples, and even left a few words of humiliation on their foreheads, the conflict between them could not be resolved.
Doing so was basically invading someone's home!
"But that kid is a master of illusions. If we can't block his illusions, it doesn't matter how many people we send. How can we beat him? We'll just be asking to be humiliated."
Someone said in a low voice, pointing out the crux of the matter.
"Don't worry, I already have a way to deal with him. The Holy Land of Taichu has also done a lot of research on illusionists. Many top-notch mighty figures know the threat of illusionists, so they have been studying their weaknesses."
An inner court senior brother said confidently, "After many years, a senior finally came up with a secret technique to deal with illusionist masters. It's name is — Brain Sealing Technique!
As long as you successfully cultivate this secret technique, you can immediately seal your own sea of consciousness and isolate any divine sense power, so you won't be affected by the illusions of an illusionist.
Of course, to successfully cultivate this secret technique, you need to be extremely talented. Many people can't even get started in their entire lives. Even if you want to exchange for this secret technique now, you won't be able to succeed even if you make a last-minute effort.
But there are many such experts in the inner court. Let's immediately ask them to come out and teach this kid a lesson, so that we can vent our anger. "
Hearing this, many of the inner court disciples were overjoyed. If they could target that kid's weaknesses and isolate his illusions, then he would be like a tiger without claws and teeth, no threat at all.
For a time, they immediately went out to find those masters who had learned the Brain Sealing Technique.
But a few days later, the situation was completely beyond their expectations.
"Damn, this kid is not an illusionist master, but an illusionist grandmaster."
"Sealing the brain's divine sense is useless. He can also deceive the five senses, even the six senses."
"This kind of illusion has reached the realm of creating reality from illusion. Those illusions are both fake and real. We'll just die if we go up there."
"A group of inner court disciples went up there and were fooled like fools. They even drooled."
"Not only did we drool, but that son of a b * tch Xia Ping is shameless to the extreme. He actually made us fall into a dreamlike illusion and made us believe it was real. When we woke up, we actually f * cked the wall, swollen, and became the laughing stock of countless people."
"F * cking the wall is not bad. I almost f * cked my brother next to me. I thought he had turned into a woman."
"I've lost all my face, I've lost all my face."
"Son of a b * tch Xia Ping, you and I are irreconcilable. I will fight with you for the rest of my life. Just you wait."
Many inner court disciples were extremely sullen and angry. They hated Xia Ping. They had never been so humiliated in their lives. It was simply the darkest day of their lives.
…..
Another day passed.
Xia Ping was still looking for people to challenge in the inner court, but after what happened a few days ago, no one dared to fight Xia Ping anymore. Even if they were ridiculed and cursed, they would collectively hide like turtles and not come out. They even treated Xia Ping as air.
Anyway, as long as they were unwilling, Xia Ping couldn't force them to go up to the duel stage.
But the entire inner sect was in a foul atmosphere because of him, with chickens flying and dogs jumping.
After this duel, he gained another 500,000 points. In addition to the previous points, he had a total of 1 million points.
"Sigh, being invincible is so lonely. No one actually dares to challenge me. Do you think there's any meaning in such a life? Can't I find someone who can fight? "
Xia Ping sighed.
Many inner court disciples' mouths twitched and their hearts fluctuated. They wanted to hammer this b * stard to death.
"Oh, then do you want to fight with me?"
At this moment, an old man in a cyan Taoist robe appeared in front of Xia Ping with a faint smile.
Everyone was overjoyed. They finally found someone who could deal with this b * tch, because this was a Saint, an elder of the Holy Land of Taichu.
"Elder, I'm still a child. How can you bully a child like this?"
Xia Ping blinked. He didn't expect that a Saint would be drawn out because of this matter.
The corner of the cyan-robed old man's mouth twitched. He also had to admit that in terms of age alone, Xia Ping was less than a hundred years old. He could indeed only be regarded as a child.
The surrounding inner court disciples all cursed in their hearts. What a shitty child! Did he have no shame? Was there a child like him? He almost turned the inner court upside down.
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