"Haha, how can I not welcome you? You are very welcome. " When Lin Xiaotian saw Xiao Chen's mocking look, he squeezed out a strange expression that was both fierce and smiling as he spoke in a slightly eccentric tone. His old face was slightly ugly, and when he saw Xiao Chen's mocking look, he squeezed out a strange expression that was both fierce and smiling.
"That's good." Xiao Chen smiled faintly and shrugged. Then, he pointed to the guards who were still kneeling. Xiao Chen continued, "I want them to kneel. First Elder, do you have any objections?"
"Haha, you can do whatever you want with them." Lin Xiaotian's fierce eyes flashed as he said with a smile, but his smiling face was a little stiff. The other two elders also shook their heads slightly.
"You are the elders. I wanted to ask for your opinion. Since you have no objections, let them kneel for two hours. Such a lack of rules will only ruin the reputation of the Tyrant Spirit Temple in the future." Seeing that none of the three elders had any objections, the smile on Xiao Chen's face widened even more as he said with a faint smile, "That's right.
Xiao Chen's indifferent words immediately made the faces of the guards who were still kneeling on the ground change slightly. The anger in their hearts burned even more. They really did not expect that Xiao Chen's seemingly indifferent face hid a fierce and ruthless side.
The guards of the Tyrant Spirit Temple felt a chill in their hearts. They were very clear about Xiao Chen's cultivation when he left the Tyrant Spirit Temple and the exact time. It had only been a few months, but Xiao Chen had reached the Saint King Realm and returned to the Tyrant Spirit Temple at a terrifying speed.
With such a terrifying cultivation talent, they did not dare to underestimate Xiao Chen. Instead, a sense of fear rose in their hearts for Xiao Chen.
The smiles on the faces of Lin Xiaotian and the other two elders also stiffened at this moment, as if they had been frozen. In Xiao Chen's eyes, it was rather comical.
"You old things, now that I'm back, I have plenty of time to play with you in the future." A hint of viciousness flashed through Xiao Chen's eyes as he looked at the three elders with a bright smile on his face. He thought to himself,
Ignoring the three elders, Xiao Chen looked away. The playful smile on his face also returned to its usual indifference. He said faintly, "Master, how have you been?"
"Master has been very good." Tyrant Soul was getting more and more satisfied with Xiao Chen's performance. He was able to fool the three elders with just a few words. The gratified smile on Tyrant Soul's face deepened, and he nodded with a smile. There was a sense of pride on his face.
"Palace Master!" While Tyrant Soul was overjoyed, the Leng Emperor respectfully returned the black token to him.
Ba Hun took the token and glanced at it. Then, he looked at Leng Huang............. Saint Saint Protectors, from today onward, you will assist the Young Master........................ from now on.......................................
"Yes! . "The ten Saint Soul Protectors respectfully accepted the order.
Xiao Chen was stunned when he heard this. He looked at Ba Hun in astonishment. The ten Saint Soul Protectors of Ba Hun Temple were given to him just like that?
Xiao Chen, who was about to refuse, suddenly noticed Ba Hun's meaningful glance. He quickly shut his mouth and thought to himself, "Master is going to make them vomit blood."
Tyrant Soul casually gave the token to Xiao Chen, and even asked the Saint Soul Protector to assist Xiao Chen. This kind of treatment once again made Lin Xiaotian and the other two elders' faces turn gloomy.
They glanced at Lin Xiaotian and the other two elders. They were overjoyed. Ba Hun was obviously doing this for them to see.
Of course, Xiao Chen had just become the Young Master. Naturally, there would be a lot of trouble in the future. With the assistance of the Saint Soul Protectors, he would be able to avoid unnecessary trouble.
"Pass down my order. A banquet will be held immediately to celebrate the conferment of the Young Master of Ba Hun Temple!" Ba Hun waved his hand happily and shouted.
"Wait!" The sudden shout stopped the guards who were about to prepare the banquet. They all looked at Lin Xiaotian.
Tyrant Soul casually glanced at Lin Xiaotian with his cold eyes. He waved his hand and impatiently said, "First Elder, if you have any opinions, you can raise them in the future. Don't ruin my mood."
"Leader, according to the rules, if Xiao … Young Master has really become a Saint and wants to come back to the Tyrant Spirit Temple, he has to accept a challenge from a Saint. Otherwise, if he hides his Qi, who knows whether he's a Saint or not?" Lin Xiaotian forced a smile on his gloomy face. His intention to make things difficult for Ba Hun Temple couldn't be more obvious.
"Master, the Great Elder is right. We can't see the Young Master's specific cultivation base." Commander Shi Feng hurriedly said when he noticed Second Elder Fan Yun's meaningful glance.
The Leng Emperor glanced at Commander Shi Feng with his cold and vicious eyes as he thought to himself, "Stubborn as a dog. Can't you change your habits?"
It was just a cold look, but Commander Shi Feng was so scared that he quickly lowered his head.
"Master, the Great Elder is right. We want to see the Young Master's strength!"
"The Young Master wants to accept a challenge from a Saint King Realm expert!"
"Accept the challenge!"
On the square, the guards who had been punished by Xiao Chen to kneel and had yet to get up were all venting their resentment at the moment, shouting loudly one after another.
"Impudent! All of you, shut up! " At the front of the square was a middle-aged man in casual armor. His face suddenly darkened as he frowned and shouted coldly. The extremely terrifying pressure instantly scared everyone into silence.
Xiao Chen was stunned when he heard this. He looked at the person who spoke in surprise. Seeing Xiao Chen's surprised gaze, the ancient divine alchemist smiled faintly and said, "He is Commander Xue Sha."
Xiao Chen nodded slightly with a cold smile on his face. He took a few steps forward and released the aura of an early Saint King. He said to the kneeling guards, "Since the Great Elder has spoken, I accept the challenge to prove that my cultivation base has reached the Saint King Realm."
"The Young Master has really reached the early Saint King Realm! What a terrifying cultivation speed. " Feeling Xiao Chen's early Saint King Realm aura, the people below were in an uproar. They were envious.
"Early Saint King Realm. Hmph!" A faint sneer finally surfaced on Lin Xiaotian's aged face. His gaze swept across the square below as he casually said, "Wu Chong, you will exchange blows with the Young Hall Master. Remember, do not injure him."
Wu Chong, who was kneeling, was overjoyed. A vicious smile appeared on his face. However, when he stood up, his expression instantly became respectful. "Yes! Great Elder! "
"Wu Chong is an intermediate Saint King. Isn't this bullying?"
"The Great Elder is obviously making things difficult for the Young Master."
"If he loses, the Young Master will lose face. However, he can forget about winning."
"Let's see if he still has the face to be so arrogant in Tyrannical Spirit Temple."
For a moment, many people in the square below whispered. They were dissatisfied with Lin Xiaotian's decision. However, many guards were also gloating.
"Haha!" Tyrannical Spirit Temple and the ancient divine alchemist only smiled faintly. They were not worried at all.
Even Leng Huang and the other nine people behind him smiled faintly. They had seen with their own eyes how Xiao Chen killed Jiang Ming, a Middle-stage Saint King, with a single move. Now, it would be a piece of cake for him to deal with Wu Chong.
Of course, they knew about Xiao Chen's strength, but the others did not. The guards kneeling on the ground all looked at Xiao Chen gloatingly.
"Stand down!" Commander Shi Feng waved his hand and the guards below retreated to the square. However, those who were still kneeling did not dare to get up before the time was up.
"Young Hall Master, please. This subordinate will definitely show mercy." Wu Chong stood up slowly and cupped his fist at Xiao Chen. He smiled politely. Although he looked amiable, a fierce glint flashed in his dark eyes.
"Do you want me to make a fool of myself?" Xiao Chen glanced at Lin Xiaotian and muttered in his heart. Then, he touched his nose and walked down the steps with no fear on his face. Xiao Chen said lightly, "The First Elder is really good at choosing opponents for me."
Hearing this, Lin Xiaotian gently stroked his beard, and the smile on his face widened. Lin Xiaotian sneered inwardly, "If I don't teach you a lesson today, you'll really dare to ride on this Elder's head in the future. A mere brat dares to oppose this Elder? You really don't know the difference between life and death. Do you really think that with the support of Tyrant Soul, you can do whatever you want in the Tyrant Soul Temple? Hmph! "
Lin Xiaotian frowned slightly when he saw that Tyrannical Spirit and the others were not worried at all. He thought to himself coldly, "Hmph, even if this little brat has some skill, this Elder doesn't believe he can defeat a mid-stage Saint King."
Walking to the square, Xiao Chen stopped, raised his head, and glanced at Wu Chong. He said indifferently, "Make your move."
"Young Master, please excuse me." The corners of Wu Chong's mouth curled into a faint, mocking smile. A look of contempt flashed across his eyes as he looked at Xiao Chen.
* Peng! *
As soon as his voice fell, Wu Chong's eyes flashed fiercely as he pushed his Saint Qi to the limit and stomped his foot on the ground. A muffled sound rang out as tiny cracks appeared where his foot touched the ground. Wu Chong's figure shot out like an arrow towards Xiao Chen.
"Wu Chong is going all out!" Seeing Wu Chong's tyrannical strength, the expressions of many of the onlooking guards changed slightly as they felt contempt for Wu Chong's actions.
However, in the face of Wu Chong's full strength, Xiao Chen's face remained calm, without the slightest hint of panic. What made the crowd even more anxious was that Xiao Chen did not move at all.
"Hmph!" Seeing Xiao Chen's calm expression, Wu Chong coldly snorted in his heart. In the blink of an eye, Wu Chong closed in on Xiao Chen and his fist, which contained a tyrannical force, fiercely smashed towards Xiao Chen's chest.
Just when everyone thought that Xiao Chen would not be able to dodge the attack, something strange happened. Wu Chong threw a fierce punch at Xiao Chen, but it hit nothing but air. Xiao Chen had already escaped into the ground.
"An escape technique?" Wu Chong was stunned for a moment before he said in astonishment.
* Peng! *
While Wu Chong was still in shock, a black shadow suddenly emerged from the ground and launched an attack at an astonishing speed. Wu Chong's face changed drastically as his fist, which contained a tyrannical force, slammed into Wu Chong's chin. With a muffled bang, Wu Chong was sent flying in a parabola under everyone's shocked gazes.
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