The immense wind pressure was even stronger than the airflow produced by a jet engine. It had reached a level that could be seen by the naked eye.
Not to mention Huang Peng, even the people around the ring and in the audience seats at the front were greatly affected by it.
The airflow gushed toward their faces, pressing down on their eyes. They basically couldn't open their eyes. Their clothes fluttered and several people were blown backward.
Were they going to die?
The cultivators were still fine, but the ordinary spectators had looks of terror on their faces. The wind pressure was too great, causing them to be unable to breathe.
At the judging panel, the expressions of the elite adepts changed drastically.
(What... what did she summon?)
Although they didn't communicate, everyone was already prepared for battle.
Everyone knew that the spiritual beasts summoned by spiritual controllers were determined by their own strength. Usually, they wouldn't be too much stronger.
Because to summon a spiritual beast, one had to first subdue the other party. If not, who would be willing to work so hard for others?
Even if the spiritual beast begged to sign a contract, the spiritual controller wouldn't dare to do so. Because the greater the difference in strength, the greater the chance of a backlash.
Right now, just the spirit pressure of the battle pet that Li Ziqi summoned was already so terrifying. The strength of the battle pet's main body must be extremely terrifying.
The elite adepts felt that Li Ziqi must have done something rash and foolish for the sake of winning.
For example, using a forbidden spiritual control technique!
The air currents gathered, forming a gigantic tornado in front of Li Ziqi. Its body was extremely thick and occupied one-third of the arena. Also, its height had already surpassed the domed roof.
"Lowly ants, who is the one who disturbed this king's nap?"
A booming sound rang out in everyone's ears. That feeling was like a sharp knife piercing their eardrums, causing incomparable pain.
"It... it's actually an elemental king?"
The elite adepts were stunned when they saw the crown on the tornado's head.
(Does it have to be so strong?)
Elemental lifeforms were a unique species in the Darkness Continent. Just like how humans could level up, elemental lifeforms also had their own unique path to leveling up.
The strongest elemental lifeforms would condense a crown on their heads when they stood at the peak of this type of elemental lifeform. They were the kings.
"F * * *!"
Wan Xiulin cursed. Could it be that it couldn't afford to play?
Although her teacher had always warned her to pay attention to her manners when traveling outside and not let others think of her as a vulgar person, Wan Xiulin truly couldn't hold it in anymore.
He really wanted to shout, F * ck your eighteen generations.
Even the Wind King had been summoned. How were they supposed to fight?
(I'm just an insignificant disciple under Teacher. There are still many talented senior martial brothers and sisters in front of me. Great Teacher Sun, I'm begging you. Can you go and fight them?)
Stop bullying me!
With just the likes of you, Wind King, why don't you go and challenge my teacher?
Huang Peng half-squatted on the ground, one hand gripping the floor tightly to prevent himself from being blown off the stage.
Right now, he had a dumbfounded look on his face. He finally understood why Li Ziqi would boast shamelessly, saying that she wouldn't use the Imperial Sky Rune.
If I had such a powerful summoned beast, I would also be as arrogant!
Hu! Suck!
Li Ziqi panted heavily, feeling the pain of having her spirit qi sucked dry. She felt like she was like a piece of sackcloth. After a forceful twist, not a single drop of spirit qi would be left.
The little sunny egg didn't lack money. If it was a real battle, she would consume an alchemy pill to replenish her spirit qi. However, personal disciples battles weren't allowed.
Of course, once the Wind King appeared, it didn't matter whether they ate it or not.
"The Wind King rides on my face. Tell me, how can I lose?"
Li Ziqi's face was calm as if she had done something insignificant. However, she was cheering in her heart, feeling so proud that she wanted to jump up and cheer.
(In order to subdue the Wind King, I've paid a lot!)
"Ant, who allowed you to stand on the same piece of land as me?"
The Wind King looked down at Huang Peng. He didn't move at all, but tens of gigantic dragon spears that could even kill ancient gigantic beasts appeared above Huang Peng's head.
The sharp spear tips gleamed with a piercing light.
This was the Wind King's way of displaying its strength. Otherwise, the dragon spears would turn transparent and there would be no way to defend against them.
"Cough, cough!"
Li Ziqi coughed.
"What's wrong?"
The Wind King paused and sent a voice transmission.
"I only want to vent my anger and prove my value. Don't kill him!"
Li Ziqi was still kind-hearted. When she saw Huang Peng's miserable appearance, she suddenly couldn't bear to kill him.
"Softheartedness!"
The Wind King spoke in disdain, "But you are my master. You have the final say!"
"I've said it before. I'm not your master. We are allies!"
Li Ziqi reiterated.
Even if a saint wanted to rely on pure strength to subdue an elemental king, it was impossible. Hence, Li Ziqi opened up another path and chose to compete with intellect.
Her teacher had said before that intellect was also a type of strength.
For existences like the Wind King that had reached the pinnacle in terms of physical strength, they would yearn for intellect. Because just based on intellect, it might not be stronger than Li Ziqi.
(Otherwise, why can't you break the seal?)
"Heh, luckily you didn't say we are friends."
The Wind King sneered. It was an old monster that had lived for an unknown number of years. It had long since stopped believing in the lies of its friends.
Only strength was an eternal trump card!
Right now, the Wind King in the martial dao dojo wasn't the true Wind King. It was a projection of itself through Li Ziqi's spiritual control technique.
During these few years, the Wind King had witnessed Li Ziqi's growth step by step.
It had watched her grow from a trash that was rejected by a secondary saint to a great teacher that was brimming with talent and incomparable intellect. It could be said that other than her motor nerves, she had no other shortcomings.
Moreover, even in terms of combat strength, she made up for it through her intellect.
Spirit rune cudgel, Spirit Wave Cannon, and Imperial Sky Spirit Rune...
Moreover, she had relied on her intellect to break the first layer of the seal, allowing the Wind King to project a shadow into the outside world to breathe in fresh air and take a look at the world.
Sign a spiritual contract?
Be enslaved?
Impossible, I'm the supreme Wind King!
Unless I can't endure it!
Hu!
The world outside had changed so much!
Also, the sky was so blue!
The clouds were so white!
The Wind King looked at the sky. All of a sudden, those dragon spears started to shoot toward the eastern wall.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
These dragon spears were like cannonballs, directly blasting the thick wall apart.
Ahh!
The spectators nearby let out ear-piercing screams.
"Rescue!"
The elite adepts acted one after another. All of them shot out like lightning, shattering the broken pieces of the wall.
"What are you doing?"
Li Ziqi frowned.
"I've yearned for the sunlight to shine for far too long!"
The Wind King revealed an expression of enjoyment.
The rising sun in the east shone its warm rays in through the gaps in the martial dao dojo's wall.
"But don't hurt people!"
Li Ziqi felt a headache.
The Wind King wouldn't care.
People?
To it, they were merely bugs and ants.
The Wind King turned its head and looked toward Sun Mo.
"Sun Mo, you've taught a good disciple!"
"Long time no see!"
Sun Mo smiled.
"Why? You don't dare to challenge me? "
The Wind King surveyed Sun Mo. It had thought that Sun Mo would come to the Wind King Divine Hall to subdue it. After all, it had unparalleled combat strength. But it had been almost three years, and Sun Mo hadn't appeared.
This caused it to sink into self-doubt and a deep sense of defeat.
(Could it be that I'm not worthy of you?)
"My time is very tight."
Sun Mo shrugged.
"So tight that even I, the Wind King, feel disdain for it?"
The Wind King mocked, "Do you know that subduing me is equivalent to subduing the wind elemental race, conquering one-fifth of the Darkness Continent?"
Si ~
When the great teachers heard this, all of them revealed astonished expressions.
One-fifth of the Darkness Continent?
Was it so arrogant?
However, looking at the crown on its head, it seemed that it really did have the qualifications to say this!
"Eldest Martial Sister!"
Lu Zhiruo hid behind Sun Mo and secretly called out. (Can this spiritual beast of yours do it? Why do I feel like it's going to devour me?)
"Wind King, he is my teacher!"
Li Ziqi frowned. "Please pay attention to your attitude when speaking. Otherwise, I'll send you back to the divine hall right now!"
"I need a reason!"
The Wind King's expression was solemn. If Sun Mo's answer couldn't satisfy it, it would kill people, kill all the living creatures here.
Bzz!
A wave of mental pressure swept through the entire place.
Everyone, even the ancestor-level experts, felt their hearts trembling. Cold sweat flowed down their backs, and they subconsciously wanted to flee. This was the deterrence of a king creature.
Plop! Plop!
Those who were cowardly directly knelt down.
This was also because the Wind King didn't want to infuriate Li Ziqi and didn't unleash its full mental pressure. Otherwise, those ordinary people would die from fear.
BOOM!
A golden halo directly erupted from Sun Mo's body, protecting the group of Calabash Brothers, as well as the surrounding great teachers and examinees.
"Eh? What halo is this? Why did that terrifying pressure disappear? "
"It's the Battlegod Protection Halo, right? I heard that it's a great teacher halo that Great Teacher Sun comprehended after deciphering those mysterious diagrams in the Battlegod Canyon and comprehended the Battlegod Catalog! "
"To think that he could stand against an elemental king. He's really too strong!"
The audience was dumbfounded.
The current Sun Mo was incomparably tyrannical.
"Seems like you've grown a lot during these few years. No wonder you don't think highly of me!"
The Wind King coldly smiled. "However, you basically don't understand how strong I am!"
"Wind King, do you know why you were sealed?"
Sun Mo counter-asked.
"Hmph!"
The Wind King refused to reply. This was the pain in its heart.
"There are countless daos in the great thousand worlds. Pursuing extreme strength is just one of them!
"To you, becoming stronger might be the only goal. But to me, and even to many great teachers, it's insignificant.
"The meaning of our lives is to enlighten every child and let everyone know their own value. We need to know what we should do so that we won't waste our lives! We must let the light of wisdom shine down on the earth.
"Wind King, in our eyes, we don't only have ourselves. We also have a home! A country! A world! Or even the entire human race!
"Wind King, my goal is the sea of stars!
"I hope that one day, I won't be the only one who becomes a saint and shatters the void. I hope that all the intelligent lifeforms in the nine provinces will have the ability to leave the restraints of the earth and see the world above the void!"
Sun Mo spoke frankly with assurance.
As a man who had received modern education and as a citizen of a large country, Sun Mo's horizons had long since widened.
Eastern Overlord?
The strongest country in the world?
No!
We want more!
This eastern race that had been nurtured for 5,000 years might fall and fall sick, but its footsteps would never stop.
The Calabash Brothers fell silent. The great teachers in the surroundings fell silent. Even the Wind King fell silent.
Other than those ordinary people who couldn't understand Sun Mo's words, they, who were intelligent and had their own thoughts, could understand Sun Mo and could sense the loftiness and greatness in his words.
Since ancient times, how many great teachers had considered having students all over the world? Becoming a saint, becoming immortal, becoming a legend that would forever exist in the hearts of the people.
They had never thought that they could bring the nine provinces to see the sea of stars and conquer it!
Sun Mo's words could be said to have opened up a brand new world for them, raising their horizons limitlessly.
Wan Xiulin was dumbfounded.
As Secondary Saint Zhou's disciple, Wan Xiulin loathed Sun Mo from the bottom of his heart. But at this moment, he changed this way of thinking. He felt that Sun Mo was simply shining brightly and was even more like a saint than his teacher!
His teacher's goal in this life was to become a saint, and he hoped that all his disciples would become talented. Be it a sword hero or a blade saint, they had to be famous throughout the world.
In the past, Wan Xiulin had also set this as his goal. Now that he thought about it, so what if he became a blade saint or a sword hero?
Wouldn't it still be limited to the nine provinces?
"Our journey is the sea of stars?"
Wan Xiulin mumbled this sentence and suddenly stood up straight. He bowed respectfully toward Sun Mo, bending his back 90 degrees.
After that, more and more great teachers started to bow. Even the great teachers on the spectator stands stood up with solemn expressions.
In the nine provinces, only those who had comprehended the self-taught halo could become great teachers. Moreover, as they comprehended many great teacher halos, their thoughts would keep on expanding.
The strength of a race depended on martial strength, resources, and citizens. But in the end, it still depended on intelligence.
The great teachers of the nine provinces were undoubtedly a batch of people with the most intelligence. Therefore, the impact of Sun Mo's words to them was the greatest.
It was because they understood!
On the judging panel, a few ancestor-level masters exchanged a glance and stood up as well. After that, they bowed toward Sun Mo.
Learning didn't matter before or after. Those who had reached the peak were the first!
Sun Mo's words were worthy of a bow from an ancestor-level master!
"No wonder Sun Mo could nurture a genius like Li Ziqi. How old is he? To think that his thoughts are already so high!"
"This time around, Secondary Saint Zhou has really kicked a metal plate!"
"I'll be a fan of Great Teacher Sun in the future!"
A few ancestor-level masters whispered to each other.
On the spectator stand, Jiang Zhitong's eyes were in a daze.
His disciple had already been eliminated. When he came here, he even spent a sky-high price to buy a good spot from Yellow Ox just so he could see how Li Ziqi would get smashed by Huang Peng. However, he didn't expect to see such a scene.
"Father, you're right. Sun Mo isn't someone I should offend."
Jiang Zhitong mumbled and suddenly understood why his father didn't approve of him using underhanded means.
If one wanted to win against someone like Sun Mo, a secondary saint had to step up personally!
They might not even win!
At the very least, Jiang Zhitong had never heard of a secondary saint who had achieved Sun Mo's level at the age of 23.
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