"What's the hurry? There's no need to worry. That Ling Xiao is just a trivial Ninth Level Transcendent Realm cultivator. Even I can easily defeat him, let alone Senior Brother Bei. I really don't know what you're worried about."
"That's right. That guy who overestimated himself is definitely dead. In a life and death battle, he brought about his own destruction!"
It wasn't just the disciples of the three southern sects who thought so. Even the neutral cultivators thought the same.
The Yuehua School had declined too quickly in recent years. No one put it in their eyes anymore. As for the Chief Core Disciple of the Yuehua School, he wasn't even worth mentioning.
Only the Decepticons and Chen Meng, who had fought against Ling Xiao before, had serious expressions on their faces.
Although they felt that Bei Duan Chang could win, they didn't think it would be an easy victory.
"Haha, it seems like this Queen's reward really belongs to Bei Duan Chang. I already told him to challenge the Silver Jade Demon Elephant, but that Ling Xiao refused to listen."
The Crown Prince of Northern Han, Zhao Yu, stood up and looked at the crowd. "Are there any disciples of the Yuehua School among you? Go back and tell your Sect Master that in the future, don't send the disciples out to die for no reason. "
There really were disciples of the Yuehua School in the crowd. Some were from the outer sect, while others were from the inner sect. All of them lowered their heads, wishing they could tear off the symbol on their chests.
It was too shameful!
They now felt that being a disciple of the Yuehua School was a disgrace!
They didn't dare to say anything and could only lower their heads silently.
However, someone still stood up in the end.
"Your Highness Crown Prince, this matter isn't over yet. I don't believe that Senior Brother Ling will lose!"
The one who spoke was a young man who had just been promoted to an inner disciple of the Yuehua School.
He was very young and Ling Xiao might not even know his name. However, this person had always worshipped Ling Xiao as an idol.
In his opinion, Ling Xiao was the one who could change the Yuehua School and revive the Yuehua School.
"Little fellow, you think too much!"
Zhao Yu laughed disdainfully.
"You think too much!"
Amidst the dust, a loud and cold voice suddenly rang out, causing everyone present to tremble.
"Didn't Chen Meng tell you? She lost to me in one move. What gave you the confidence that Heartbroken Sorrow could beat me?"
Amidst the haze, a figure waved his hand, and the smoke and dust that filled the sky quickly dispersed. The entire Beast Fighting Colosseum was completely exposed in front of everyone.
Ling Xiao stood there, looking at Zhao Yu with a faint smile.
In his hand, he was holding the motionless Heartbroken Sorrow.
Bang!
Ling Xiao threw the body at Zhao Yu's feet. Although the sound of the body hitting the ground wasn't loud, in the eyes of the audience, it was as violent as an earthquake.
The battle was over.
However, the one who survived wasn't the grief-stricken one they thought was the one who survived. Instead, it was Ling Xiao, who was looked down upon by everyone.
A disciple from a sect that was looked down upon by everyone.
A new disciple who had just risen recently.
A person whose appearance many people had never seen before.
He had actually killed the third ranked core disciple of the three southern sects in front of so many people in the capital of Northern Han.
On Ling Xiao's face, there was even a mocking smile.
If not for Heartbroken Sorrow sneak attacking him from behind, perhaps the result wouldn't have been like this.
These years, the Yuehua School had been too cowardly. However, some sects had been too insolent, to the point that they had forgotten that the world of martial artists was like sailing a boat against the current. If you didn't advance, you would fall behind.
"Senior apprentice-brother Bei actually died?"
The disciples of the three southern sects had completely collapsed. They couldn't believe the scene before their eyes.
Only the blink of an eye had passed.
They didn't even have the time to swallow their saliva. The senior apprentice-brother Bei that they worshipped and admired had actually died.
"The chief core disciple of the Poison King Sect. Hmph. That's all there is to it. Your mouth is quite powerful, but it's a pity that your hands are lacking!"
Ling Xiao looked at the disciples of the three southern sects provocatively as he sneered.
His words caused the pupils of the disciples of the three southern sects to contract. Their expressions of anger were completely exposed.
This was definitely a provocation!
An absolute humiliation!
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth!
They had just insulted the Yuehua School and Ling Xiao. Now, they were just receiving the same treatment.
The disciples of the three southern sects stared at Ling Xiao. If looks could kill, Ling Xiao would have died hundreds of times already.
"Who knows what kind of tricks you used? Could it be that the disciples of the Yuehua School are all so arrogant and despicable?"
Zhao Yu seemed to feel that he had to stand up at this time.
After all, he had a deal with the three southern sects and even the Holy Son of the Poison King Sect. He had to stand up for Heartbroken Sorrow.
Ling Xiao smiled faintly. He really didn't know how this person became the Crown Prince. Such shamelessness was the pinnacle.
However, after thinking about it carefully, it was normal. If one didn't have a thick skin and didn't know how to be a Crown Prince, they wouldn't have been able to become the Crown Prince.
"Why? Does Your Highness want to have a go with me?"
Ling Xiao looked at Zhao Yu contemptuously, his face full of sarcasm.
Zhao Yu was so frightened by these words that he fell back onto his seat and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
He was only a Martial Vein cultivator, a far cry from Grief Broken Intestines. How could he dare to fight Ling Xiao? Wouldn't that be courting death?
"This Crown Prince! This Crown Prince disdains to fight with people like you! "
He held back for a long time and finally squeezed out such a useless sentence.
"Hmph, if you don't even have the courage to fight with me, then shut your mouth and be a good boy with your tail between your legs!"
Ling Xiao snorted coldly and said, "You seem to be mistaken about one thing. In the Mystic World, it's not about who has the most power or influence. Here, strength is everything!"
Zhao Yu's whole body trembled.
No one had ever dared to humiliate him like this. Who the hell was this Ling Xiao from the Yuehua School? How dare he do this?
"Whoever helps this Crown Prince accept this kid's challenge, if he wins, I'll reward him with a million mid-grade spirit stones! He'll also be given a high position and a generous salary, and eternal wealth! "
Zhao Yu shouted in a trembling voice.
He was forced into a corner and had no choice but to ask the people in the stands for help.
Although such a reward was very generous, it was still more important than their lives. Most people lowered their heads, not daring to look at Ling Xiao and Zhao Yu's eyes.
"Hahaha, all of you have a glib tongue and are good at insulting others. But when it comes to fighting, all of you are cowards. Is this the Three Sects of the South? How useless. How dare you insult our Yuehua School. In the future, when you see our Yuehua School's disciples, you'd better walk with your head down, or you'll be laughed at! "
Ling Xiao had always been a vengeful person. If others didn't provoke him, he wouldn't provoke them either. However, if someone provoked him, then sorry, he would definitely return the favor tenfold or a hundredfold.
He had heard what these people said just now, and each sentence was worse than the last. Now, it was time to collect the debt.
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