As soon as Elder Tong finished speaking, a beautiful woman walked out from behind. Her face was cold, even colder than the woman brought by Elder Qi from the Huashan Sect. This woman was none other than Wen Ya.
The coldness of the two was different. The woman brought by Elder Qi was cold because she was unhappy. She had a coldness that resisted others.
On the other hand, Wen Ya's coldness came from her bones. She had seen through the world of mortals and was baptized by hatred. Her coldness was her entire being.
However, ever since Wen Ya cultivated the Hatred Formula, she had become much prettier.
"Eh? Who is she?" The third elder looked at Wen Ya in confusion. He had never seen her before.
"She is my new disciple. Wen Ya, greet your Martial Uncle Qi and Third Martial Uncle." Elder Tong sat there and said leisurely.
"Hello, Martial Uncle Qi and Third Martial Uncle." Wen Ya bowed slightly to the two.
"En, not bad. This little girl is quite pretty," Elder Qi praised. Elder Qi praised. The male disciple behind him stared at Wen Ya. Elder Qi also noticed the state of his disciple, but he didn't say anything.
"Thank you for the compliment, Martial Uncle Qi." Wen Ya said, but she still looked cold and did not smile.
"Alright, Third Brother, are you going to compete or not?" Elder Tong spoke this time.
"Fight? Of course! I've brought three disciples with me today. You can take turns fighting them. As long as all three of them are defeated, it'll be my loss." The Third Elder pointed at the three disciples he had brought with him.
He was very confident in his three disciples because they had competed with Elder Tong's disciples too many times. They had never lost before.
"Third Brother, how about we bet something this time?" Elder Tong suddenly said.
Hearing the word bet, the third elder was slightly stunned. Elder Tong actually wanted to bet something? This was a little strange because Elder Tong had never won against them before. Now that he said that, it was as if he was giving it away for free. This was clearly the behavior of a fool.
But was Elder Tong a fool?
The third elder did not say anything. He felt that something was wrong, but he could not pinpoint exactly what was wrong.
"What's wrong, Third Brother? Are you afraid of losing?" Elder Tong said with a smile.
"Let's fight then. Who's afraid of who?" The Third Elder's anger also rose. How could he admit defeat? Elder Qi was here. If he admitted defeat, then this negotiation would be completely over.
Therefore, he had to accept the challenge. Even if Elder Tong had any tricks up his sleeve, he believed that any tricks would be useless in the face of absolute power.
"Alright, then I'll pick one person, and you can pick one person too. We'll only have one match. I'll use my Godly Boxing Gloves as the wager, and you'll use your Fire Dragon Dagger as the wager. What do you think?" Elder Tong looked at the Third Elder and said seriously.
"What?" The Third Elder stood up.
He looked at Elder Tong in confusion. He really couldn't understand why Elder Tong would ask for these two items as a bet.
These two items were both pseudo-spiritual artifacts.
"What? If you can't afford it, then forget it, "Elder Tong said casually.
"Alright, I promise you." The Third Elder gritted his teeth and said. The Fire Dragon Dagger was his own weapon, just like Elder Tong's Godly Fist Gloves. It was a pseudo-spiritual weapon and priceless.
Bang!
Elder Tong threw his Godly Fist Gloves on the ground. Seeing Elder Tong's action, the Third Elder also threw his Fire Dragon Dagger on the ground.
"Wen Ya, it's up to you. If you win, the Fire Dragon Dagger will be yours," Elder Tong looked at Wen Ya and said.
"Thank you, Master." Wen Ya understood that this was a benefit from Elder Tong. This was also to win her heart.
"You're actually sending a new disciple?" The Third Elder looked at Elder Tong and Asked. Wen Ya was definitely not a member of the Mountain Cloud Sect. Otherwise, he would have recognized her. How could a new disciple be so strong?
This was like giving him the Godly Fist Gloves for free.
"Qing Lin, you go. Remember, don't kill him." The Third Elder waved his hand to the eldest disciple behind him.
"Wen Ya, don't kill him. Just break an arm and a leg." Elder Tong mimicked the Third Elder and said.
"Hmph, Second Elder, aren't you afraid of biting your tongue? You're using a new disciple to compete with my head disciple. Have you forgotten Qing Lin's strength? Qing Lin is at the late stage of the Mystic Stage. " The Third Elder boasted. His words were not only for Elder Tong, but also for Elder Qi.
He was showing off his strength to Elder Qi.
"My disciple's talent is too high. I don't know how strong she is now. Just let her have a try with Qing Lin. However, her temper isn't too good. She's heavy-handed. Ask Qing Lin to be more lenient." Elder Tong said provocatively.
"Second Elder, Qing Lin's temper isn't good either. If he cripples your female disciple, don't blame him." The Third Elder said fiercely.
Elder Qi and the others were watching the show from the side.
"Master." The male disciple behind Elder Qi wanted to say something.
"I know what you mean. Let's watch first." Elder Qi saw through his disciple's thoughts. However, he still wanted to watch the show.
Wen Ya and Qing Lin came up to the stage at the same time.
"Junior Sister, don't blame Senior Brother for being cruel." Qing Lin said and charged towards Wen Ya.
Wen Ya stood there motionless.
"Be careful!" The male disciple behind Elder Qi shouted anxiously.
Elder Tong looked at the male disciple and smiled. He knew that his plan was halfway to success.
When Aobashi arrived in front of Wen Ya, he was stunned. He stood there motionless, as if his body had been fixed in place. Wen Ya was also motionless.
"Qing Lin, what are you doing?" The Third Elder shouted.
Wen Ya raised her right hand slowly and pinched Qing Lin's wrist. Then, she kicked Qing Lin's leg with her right foot.
Crack!
Qing Lin's arm and leg were broken. Then, Wen Ya punched Qing Lin's face. Qing Lin flew out of the arena just like that.
The Third Elder was stunned.
What kind of competition was this?
Why couldn't he see what was going on?
"Ah!" At this moment, Aobashi let out a blood-curdling scream.
"Qing Lin, what happened just now?" The Third Elder rushed forward and Asked.
"Master, I don't know. Just now, I felt a huge amount of hatred. It was the hatred that I've accumulated since I was young. Then, I don't know what happened." Qing Lin explained.
"Wen Ya, that Fire Dragon Dagger is the present that Master gave you when you came out of seclusion. Are you satisfied with it?" Elder Tong asked Wen Ya.
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