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Chapter 1972

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"What do you want?"

The Sagemaster's voice came from the dazzling light in midair.

Even though he tried his best to conceal his emotions, not wanting others to hear his anger and killing intent from his voice, even though he tightly clenched his teeth and clenched his fists, one could still hear the anger in his voice.

This result left many people extremely surprised. The heaven-shaking anger they imagined didn't come.

"I don't want what?" Chu Yang smiled and said, "I just want to make you guys unhappy, just like how you are right now. But, you guys have no choice but to restrain yourself and feel extremely aggrieved. Just thinking about it makes me very happy."

Shangguan Lan felt a headache coming on. Chu Yang had gone too far. He didn't leave any leeway and simply wanted to force the Sagemaster and the others to death in a corner.

Chu Yang obviously knew what kind of consequences this would cause, but he also knew what he was doing.

If he didn't do this, how could he show the might of the Eastern Wilderness? How could he intimidate the East Continent's discrimination?

If he didn't do this, wouldn't he be annoyed beyond endurance in this martial competition and have to face endless challenges?

If he didn't do this, then when would he raise the prestige of the Eastern Wilderness? How long would he have to wait?

The Sagemaster, the six of them, and the academy masters of the six great academies were the best targets. To Chu Yang, challenging their prestige was the best way to raise the Eastern Wilderness. Even though his method was extreme and could be very stupid, to change the East Continent's view of the Eastern Wilderness, in his opinion, he still needed to use even more extreme methods. Perhaps only blood and death could do it.

Therefore, Chu Yang felt that this was an extremely troublesome matter. Shouldering the expectations of many people in the Eastern Wilderness was an even greater burden.

The Sagemaster and the others might also go berserk in the next moment. Even though Chu Yang was prepared for a conflict, it was naturally best if he didn't have to. Therefore, he spoke first, "I'm happy now. As for what you guys said just now, I also agree!"

He also gave the Sagemaster and the others a small way out. As for whether the Sagemaster and the others would follow the way out, he didn't really care.

"Since you've already agreed, you'll have to bear the consequences if you violate the rules!"

After saying this, Sagemaster and the others actually left just like that. The students of the Six Great Academies were incomparably shocked — Wild Dog had already ridden on top of Sagemaster and the others, and Sagemaster and the others actually had to endure it?!

This wild dog, how amazing must it be to be able to do this?

Many of them couldn't help but carefully observe Chu Yang, but they didn't find anything strange about him.

"Maybe it's because of the Thunder Tribulation. The six headmasters are not leaders, and they are not Saints yet. They are also afraid of the Wild Dog's Thunder Tribulation."

"Furthermore, the students of the Six Great Academies are all gathered here. Once the Wild Dog triggers the Lightning Tribulation, the consequences will be unimaginable. Hence, for the sake of the big picture, they have no choice but to compromise."

Many people found reasons to convince themselves, and these two reasons were indeed the concerns of the Sagemaster and the Six Great Academies.

The matter in the Martial Arts Practice Field came to an end just like that. Although many people were extremely surprised and were discussing it in private, everything quickly returned to the track of the tournament.

In the spectator stands high up in the sky, an old man in his fifties or sixties dressed in official robes sat upright on the main seat. He had a square face, sparse eyebrows, and bright eyes. The official's prestige was extremely heavy.

There were six other old men beside him. The aura of Saints emanated from their bodies, causing the space to appear incomparably sacred — these six old men all had the cultivation of Saints.

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