He loathed the Poison Sect Master because the Poison Sect Master had confirmed that he'd admitted defeat.
"Dammit, I didn't lose. My client hasn't admitted defeat yet. What the hell are you talking about?"
Wu Hua cursed at the Poison Sect's sect head, even including the old woman.
This made the Poison Sect Master and the other disciples very unhappy. You're still complaining when we spared your life?
The old woman's expression was just as ugly. If she hadn't spoken up, Xiao Yang definitely wouldn't have let Wu Hua go. She'd saved his life, but Wu Hua didn't know how to be grateful at all. Instead, he blamed her. Her good intentions had been treated as ill intent. How could she feel good?
"Wu Hua, are you a sore loser? Why don't you ask the Heaven Seeking Sect's senior brothers? They all saw it. Is there a need to argue about who won and who lost? What do you mean by pestering endlessly here? Is this the image of your Heaven Seeking Sect? "
Xiao Yang's face was cold as he stared at Wu Hua.
Didn't Wu Hua want to come here to show off his power and prestige?
You want to stubbornly refuse to admit defeat? I'll make you admit defeat, hmph.
Xiao Yang thought to himself. If he wanted to completely defeat Wu Hua, he'd have to strike at his heart.
"No, I didn't lose, I didn't lose. You all deserve to die for accusing me like this. I don't need anyone to make decisions for me. I'd rather die than admit defeat. Xiao Yang, let's continue."
Wu Hua yelled at the crowd.
He really couldn't afford to lose. He'd thought he could come here to wash away his humiliation, but he'd been humiliated once again. How could he lose?
However, Xiao Yang ignored him. Smiling coldly, he activated his cultivation and flew off the stage. There was no need to argue with a stubborn scoundrel who refused to admit defeat.
"No, dammit, you can't leave. I haven't lost yet."
Wu Hua had been emphasizing this sentence.
As long as he could prove that he was stronger than Xiao Yang, then the Poison Sect Master and Pavilion Lord Fo would regret their actions. Who told them to expel him from the Poison Sect? He couldn't take it anymore.
"You're a sore loser? If you can't afford to lose, then don't go on stage. "
"What's wrong with you? You were so arrogant when you went up on stage, and now you're acting shamelessly after losing."
"A person of such quality is qualified to go up on stage? Aren't you just embarrassing your own sect? "
"Go down, you disgrace, scoundrel, coward."
The Poison Sect's disciples clamored one after another. Their disdain and mockery reached Wuhua's ears, infuriating him so much that he almost vomited blood and died. His face turned red.
He was very unwilling to accept his failure. He was very clear that his goal here was to be in the limelight and take revenge.
"That's enough. Wuhua, get down."
The old woman personally spoke and reprimanded Wu Hua.
Wuhua had always been sensible, but now he was making a spectacle of himself. She couldn't bear to watch any longer.
This wasn't just Wuhua's problem anymore. Her Sky Sect was involved as well. She naturally knew of the grudge between Wuhua and Xiao Yang, but since she'd borrowed the sect's name to come here, she had to protect it well.
Wuhua took deep breaths and forced down the fury in his heart. He clenched his fists, unwilling to accept this outcome. Dammit, I didn't think even the ancestor wouldn't support me.
He was so humiliated that he wanted to kill someone.
Helpless, he could only leave the stage and sit alone in the distance, sulking. His heart was filled with grievances and discomfort.
He couldn't get over it, nor could he let go. The more he struggled with this matter, the more pained he felt.
"Xiao Yang, just you wait. We won't rest until one of us is dead!"
Wuhua transferred all his hatred and resentment onto Xiao Yang.
His ferocious appearance frightened everyone who saw him.
"Senior brother Xiao Yang is so strong."
"Senior brother Xiao Yang is too amazing. He's our role model."
The Poison Sect disciples boasted about Xiao Yang's strength and fawned over him.
Many Poison Sect disciples were in a state of excitement. In their eyes, Xiao Yang had won face for the Poison Sect, so they should be happy. The Sky Sect had always been arrogant. Now that they'd been dealt a blow, how could they continue to be so arrogant?
The Poison Sect's sect master smiled at the old woman and probed, "Now that we've had this exchange, should we end it?"
The Poison Sect had already won one round and gained face. Whether they continued or not, they didn't have to worry about losing face.
The old woman's expression was ugly as she snorted, "That Wuhua is just the weakest disciple in my Sky Sect. Naturally, the exchange should continue."
She couldn't take it anymore.
Even Wuhua, who had the highest cultivation, had been defeated. Naturally, she couldn't leave with her tail between her legs.
Otherwise, the other two Wu Zun disciples would definitely have opinions about her.
"Next, Ping Hong, you're up."
The old woman glanced back at the youth on the flying ship.
Although Liu Pinghong wasn't the one with the highest cultivation in the delegation, he was the one with the highest attainments in formations. With him taking action, they would definitely return victorious.
"Yes, Third Supremacy."
Liu Pinghong cupped his fists and bowed respectfully.
When he saw Xiao Yang humiliate Wuhua, he couldn't bear to watch any longer. Now that it was his turn, he had to teach Xiao Yang a lesson and avenge Wuhua.
He thought to himself. Then, he used his body movement technique and flew down from the flying ship, landing directly on the challenge platform.
Landing firmly on the stage, he scanned the crowd for Xiao Yang's figure. He found Xiao Yang in the midst of all the chatter and laughter.
His gaze locked onto Xiao Yang, a cold light swirling in his eyes. There was even a trace of killing intent.
Just now, when Xiao Yang dealt with Wuhua, it was as if he wanted to kill Wuhua and slapped the Sky Sect's face. He was a person with a temper and naturally wanted to retaliate. After all, he couldn't be wronged for nothing.
"Hmph, Xiao Yang, do you dare to come up and fight? This time, we'll compete in formations. "
He didn't point at anyone and directly aimed at Xiao Yang. He even released his own Qi and firmly locked onto Xiao Yang, as if he was afraid that Xiao Yang would escape.
The Pavilion Master of the Array Pavilion and many disciples of the Array Pavilion laughed. They looked at Liu Pinghong on the stage as if they were looking at a fool. This rascal could have picked anyone, but he had to pick Xiao Yang. Wasn't he looking for trouble?
The disciples of the other pavilions might not know, but they knew very well that Xiao Yang had single-handedly repaired the wind array at the entrance of the mystic realm. One had to know that the wind array was extremely difficult to repair. Even if the Array Pavilion and the Deputy Pavilion Master worked together, they wouldn't be able to do it. From this, it could be seen that Xiao Yang's attainments in formations were superb.
Liu Pinghong was definitely here to be funny. Of all things, he could have challenged. Why did he have to challenge formations?
The Poison Sect Master and the other pavilion masters who knew about the situation also laughed. Only a few people who didn't know the situation were slightly worried and frowned.
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