Was he qualified enough?
Early in the morning.
The arena was already crowded with people, and it was bustling with noise and excitement.
Overnight, the news of Long Fei's eight consecutive wins and his confession to Auja had spread throughout the first years. Many people were filled with righteous indignation and wanted to see who dared to snatch their goddess away from them.
"I want to see who the hell doesn't want to live anymore."
"How can a part-time disciple confess to Goddess Auja? This is an insult to our Combat Institution. "
"This is blasphemy against the Goddess. We won't allow it!"
"No matter what, we have to crush him today."
"I want to beat the sh * t out of him and make him kneel in front of Teacher Auja to apologize."
...
There was an intense clamor in the arena.
Many people looked incomparably angry.
In their hearts, Auja was a goddess that couldn't be blasphemed. If one wasn't an absolute powerhouse, one wasn't worthy of confessing to Goddess Auja.
One had to be at least at the Golden Immortal Realm to be qualified.
However …
They were all wrong.
Confessing didn't care about one's cultivation realm or how strong one was. What mattered was whether one dared to do it or not. If one didn't dare to do it, one was destined to fail forever.
As long as one dared to do it, one would be one step closer to success.
Of course.
The distance between Long Fei and Auja was worlds apart. This small step was insignificant and could basically be ignored.
"He's here!"
"Wang Qingshan is here."
"He's really here!"
Wang Qingshan walked into the arena. Many people looked over.
At this moment …
Wang Qingshan's aura was somewhat different from yesterday. It was much stronger!
Compared to yesterday, his sword intent comprehension had increased by another level. His Sword-Drawing Stance had been cultivated to the point that even ghosts and gods would be shocked.
"Senior Brother Wang, for the sake of Goddess Auja, beat him to death."
"Senior Brother Wang, you must avenge our Combat Institution and beat that part-time disciple back to his original state."
"I must teach him a lesson!"
Wang Qingshan was expressionless. His purpose of coming here today was to trample on Long Fei.
At this moment …
In another place.
Long Fei, Big Head Sun, Fan Tong, Da Jun, and a group of six or seven people walked into the arena wearing the uniform of a janitor disciple.
Lower class.
His status was lowly.
Everyone in the arena could tell at a glance.
"That kid is here."
"He really is a service disciple. I thought he was a fake."
"Odd job disciples should properly do what you are supposed to do. Don't come to the Martial Arena to show off. This is not a place for you to show off."
"Kid, I won't let you win today."
"Odd job disciple, get lost."
Compared to yesterday, there were more mocking laughter today.
It was also more naked.
Long Fei clenched his fists and said coldly in his heart, "Let's see if you can still laugh later."
Big Head Sun reminded him, "Long Fei, don't be affected by them. Be yourself, you can definitely do it."
Long Fei said, "Thank you, Chief Sun."
Finished.
Long Fei then walked towards the fighting arena's arena.
"Odd job disciples should clean up well. Your status is so lowly, who gave you the courage to confess to Auja?"
"What qualifications do you have to say that?"
"Get out."
"This is not a place for you to stay."
"You don't want to be a good odd job disciple, but you want to become a cripple."
With every step he took, he would attract countless mockery and jeers.
Long Fei was unhappy!
He was very unhappy!
However, he endured it silently. The best way to deal with these mockers was to crush his opponent in the arena!
Wang Qingshan also walked towards the arena.
Walking slowly from east to west, Long Fei looked at the distant Wang Qingshan and was secretly shocked, "In just one short night, his aura has become much stronger."
"It seems like this Auja does have some ability."
"That's right, how could one of my eight great King Kong be a mediocre person?"
Long Fei laughed in his heart.
When he thought that Auja was one of his eight great King Kong, he couldn't help but become excited. He thought that the eight great King Kong were all men, but he never thought that the Sword Power King Kong was actually a woman.
Furthermore, it was a woman of the Unparalleled Sword Concubine type.
Very strong!
So strong that it was off the charts.
Almost at the same time.
Long Fei and Wang Qingshan walked onto the arena.
Wang Qingshan changed his low profile from yesterday, looked at Long Fei and said: "I will trample you beneath my feet, I will use the sword in my hand to make you pay the price for blaspheming my teacher."
Very strong.
Long Fei smiled slightly, looked around, and said: "Your teacher didn't come."
Wang Qingshan said: "Teacher will not waste time in this kind of place, and even more so on a small odd job disciple."
"I don't care who you are, what kind of background you have, I want to tell you one thing, you have no right to confess to Teacher."
"Because of your identity!"
"Not worthy!"
His eyes were burning with anger.
Long Fei's eyes were also burning with anger. The corner of his mouth curled up, and he said coldly: "Not worthy, right?"
Wang Qingshan said: "A odd job disciple should have the awareness of being a odd job disciple. In the history of Shendi College, no odd job disciple has ever been able to become an official disciple, and neither can you!"
His eyes were filled with contempt.
The people around the arena were the same, their eyes were filled with contempt.
They were disdainful.
A odd job disciple would never be able to show their face.
Long Fei still had a smile on his face, and said: "Then let's begin, I will let you know what qualifications are, what does it mean to be worthy, and what it means to break history!"
He didn't want to waste any more time.
He was extremely unhappy.
Wang Qingshan let out a light breath. The aura on his body turned cold, and he instantly entered a state of beheading. He said solemnly: "Bet everything."
Long Fei said: "Bet everything!"
As soon as he finished.
The sword in Wang Qingshan's hand moved, he stared at Long Fei and shouted, "Get down!"
Sword Drawing Style!
The super invincible version of the Sword Drawing Style.
Extremely fast!
Long Fei also heaved a sigh of relief, and thought to himself: "As expected, you are fast enough!"
"However!"
"I'm faster than you!"
Long Fei's right hand moved, and the demon sword landed in his hand. The Limitless Sword Dao's sword intent was released, and with a step forward, he said: "Then let's see who will fall first."
The same movement.
The same aura.
They were both drawing swords.
It was hard to see who was faster.
The moment the two swords clashed, sword cries rang out in all directions, and the air exploded. The powerful sword intents clashed, and like powerful metals colliding, it produced creaking sounds.
"Buzz!"
"Bam!"
A powerful shockwave exploded out. Wang Qingshan's body suddenly retreated. His face was pale, and the blood in his chest was churning. His right hand that was holding onto the sword started to tremble.
Long Fei stood in place, motionless.
It looked like one move just now, but he had used dozens of moves!
Long Fei slightly said: "You've lost!"
As soon as his voice faded.
The entire audience was in an uproar. Everyone was stunned, and many people didn't even know what had happened.
"Are you qualified enough?"
"Are you qualified now?"
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