Chapter 621
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"Senior brother Xiao Yang, accept his challenge and teach him a lesson. Our Poison Sect isn't easy to bully."
Many Poison Sect disciples tried to persuade Xiao Yang, hoping that Xiao Yang would teach Wuhua a lesson.
They couldn't see the changes in Wuhua at all. They thought he was still as weak as he was before he left the Poison Sect. They thought he was just asking to be humiliated.
Only Xiao Yang, Bu Tianlang, and a few others understood that Wuhua was no longer the same as before. He was a seventh-level Martial Ancestor Realm martial ancestor. Although he'd gotten there through the accumulation of resources, his cultivation was real.
The Poison Sect Master was riding a tiger and couldn't get off. He naturally couldn't refuse and could only agree. "Since you all like exchanging pointers so much, I'll naturally fulfill your wish."
The location was a certain challenge stage in the Poison Sect.
Wuhua circulated his cultivation base and used his movement technique. He flew high into the air and landed on the stage.
His elegant and graceful movement technique was breathtaking. Compared to before, his improvement wasn't just a little bit. It could be described as a thousand miles in a day.
"Xiao Yang, do you dare come up and fight?"
Wuhua roared at Xiao Yang below the stage. He needed to prove himself and wanted to defeat Xiao Yang. Only by defeating Xiao Yang would he be able to free his heart and wash away his humiliation.
The old woman and her group sat on the flying ship and calmly watched the situation below. They crossed their arms and looked at everything with disdain.
"Third Supremacy, who is that Xiao Yang? He's actually made senior brother Wuhua so hostile. "
A Sky Sect disciple asked the old woman.
Anyone could tell that Wuhua hated Xiao Yang and wanted nothing more than to kill Xiao Yang.
It was rumored that Wuhua had once cultivated in the Poison Sect. No one knew what had happened between them.
The old woman didn't want to pay attention, but after thinking it over, she explained, "The two of them have a life and death feud. They won't rest until one of them is dead."
Hiss.
Many members of the Sky Sect delegation gasped. Xiao Yang had a death feud with Senior Brother Wuhua. Xiao Yang was definitely dead.
Perhaps others didn't know, but they knew better than anyone else. No Hua's cultivation was frightening. He was the one with the highest cultivation in their group.
Thus, they couldn't help but gloat a little. They all wanted to see the scene of Xiao Yang being trampled on.
"Cousin, that thief Wuhua is really hateful. Why don't we go up and teach him a lesson?"
Lan Jiaoye persuaded Xiao Yang.
She was full of disgust for Wu Hua.
Previously, because of the old woman, Wuhua had escaped. They all felt that it was a pity. This time, there was a better opportunity to deal with Wuhua. Naturally, they would not miss it.
Gu Qianqian pursed her lips and didn't say anything. She felt that Wu Hua was different and seemed to have become stronger. She was worried about Xiao Yang. She was conflicted and didn't know if she should persuade Xiao Yang to go up.
"Senior Brother Xiao Yang, go up and teach Wuhua a lesson. Don't let him be so arrogant."
"That's right. That thief Wuhua was lucky enough to escape last time. Why doesn't he tuck his tail between his legs and behave himself? He's courting death by coming here to provoke us."
Many of the Poison Sect's disciples recognized Xiao Yang. They all felt indignant for Xiao Yang and hoped that Xiao Yang would go up to avenge the Poison Sect.
Bu Tianlang, Chen Zhifu, Fang Zihan, and the others all knew that this was an irreversible situation. Once Xiao Yang gave up, his reputation and status would take a huge hit. Thus, they could only summon up their courage and urge, "Brother Xiao Yang, go up. Be careful."
In truth, Xiao Yang was the least worried.
He was an unrivaled existence in the same realm. Even the Fang Clan's Thirteen lost to him. Who did this Wuhua think he was? How could he be his match?
The only reason he hadn't said anything was because he didn't want to bicker with the other.
But now that the other party had provoked him to his face, there was no need to continue hiding. Let's show him who's boss, hmph.
"Wuhua, I spared your life last time but you didn't know how to cherish it. Now you dare to jump around here? You're simply asking to be humiliated."
Xiao Yang snorted and used his movement technique to fly up to the stage. He stared at Wuhua expressionlessly.
He crossed his arms over his chest and stood proudly.
Wuhua sighed in relief when he saw that Xiao Yang had finally gone up. He was really afraid that Xiao Yang would shrink back and not dare to go up.
As long as Xiao Yang went up, he had ten thousand ways to teach Xiao Yang a lesson. He wanted to return the humiliation that Xiao Yang had given him a hundredfold.
"Xiao Yang, at least you have some guts. But now, you'll become the Poison Sect's laughingstock. I'll also prove to everyone that the Poison Sect's decision to chase me out was a foolish one. "
Wuhua yelled.
If he'd wanted to leave, he naturally wouldn't hate the Poison Sect so much.
But he'd been forced to leave and had almost been killed for being a traitor. So, he couldn't accept it.
Especially when facing Pavilion Lord Fo and Poison Sect Master. He wanted to explode with all his strength and prove to them that he was the most worthy one to be nurtured. Then, he'd make them regret it.
"Take this!"
Wuhua roared and used a martial skill to attack Xiao Yang.
This was the first martial skill he'd cultivated, the Luotian Divine Palm.
He quickly closed in on Xiao Yang, and as he got closer, he unleashed palm strikes one after another. Each palm strike contained an astonishing amount of power, and they all slammed towards Xiao Yang. In the blink of an eye, Xiao Yang was covered by many palm strikes.
Xiao Yang smiled coldly. He did not care about his opponent's attack at all. The Luo Tian Divine Palm that his opponent had used was a Medium Profound Level Martial Skill. Among the Martial Skills that Xiao Yang had mastered, they were much more powerful than his opponent's.
One of his Firmament Palms was enough to match Wuhua's, or even surpass his opponent's.
Since Wuhua wanted to compete in palm techniques, Xiao Yang naturally agreed. With a cold snort, he used the Firmament Palm.
There was only one strike of his Firmament Palm. It couldn't compare to Wuhua's hundreds and thousands of palm strikes, but it was enough to break through ten thousand techniques.
Boom!
The two instantly clashed. Their palms collided, causing the air to tremble.
Around them, all of the palm prints formed by spiritual energy were instantly shattered the moment they collided with each other.
Powerful shockwaves swept out in all directions, sweeping across all directions. The great recoil acted on the two of them. Wu Hua was the first to be unable to bear it. He was the first to retreat more than thirty meters. Then, his face turned pale and he spat out blood.
Xiao Yang's Firmament Palm was so powerful that it exceeded Wuhua's imagination.
What Wuhua didn't expect was that Xiao Yang had also advanced to the seventh level of the Martial Ancestor Realm. This was simply unbelievable.
Wuhua had been able to advance so quickly because he'd received many resources and the old woman's personal enlightenment. But what did Xiao Yang have? The Poison Sect's cultivation resources couldn't compare to the Sky Sect's.
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