Chapter 93
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He Yuanjun seemed to have calmed down a little. He covered his swollen face and his eyes were cold. "Tomorrow, I want to see Tang Ao's corpse lying on the stage. I want everyone in Dewdrop City to know that this is the result of going against me."
Early the next morning, the Universe Ring was filled with people who came to watch the competition. There were three layers inside and three layers outside. They surrounded the Universe Ring like a pancake.
On the viewing platform behind the ring, there were a few young masters. Other than the four people who had the most hope to become the lord of the city, there was also a tall, skinny, and amiable-looking young master. Behind him was a person wearing a white robe. He was looking around absent-mindedly. Who else could it be other than Tang Ao?
After yesterday's farce, the city lord changed the rules. Origin realm warriors were forbidden from fighting, or else the young master would be disqualified.
There were a total of seventeen tokens, one for every young master. After a few rounds of elimination, the number of tokens was as follows: Eldest young master He Yuanze had six tokens; Ninth young master He Yuanchao had three tokens; Eleventh young master He Yuanyi had four tokens; Thirteenth young master He Yuanjun had three tokens; Seventeenth young master He Lin had one token.
"Old Seventeenth, I heard that you recruited a Seven Kills Sect disciple yesterday and even gave Old Thirteenth a vicious beating? I wonder if I can broaden my horizons? "Ninth young master He Yuanchao's face was full of mockery.
After all, half of the thirteenth young master's face was still swollen. The other young masters laughed. Even the usually calm eldest young master He Yuanze couldn't help but laugh. He held it in for a while. "Alright! Let's start today's competition! Father has already changed the rules. Everyone should know! "He Yuanze purposely dragged out the last syllable and looked at He Yuanjun meaningfully.
Thirteenth young master He Yuanjun's face darkened. He pointed at Seventeenth young master He Lin and cursed, "Trash! Today, I will beat you until you look for your teeth all over the floor!"
Behind He Yuanjun, a dozen Heartless Clan warriors rubbed their fists and palms, eager to fight. What happened yesterday was spread to the sect. The elders took it seriously and blamed Huo Ping for not doing his job well. After selecting a dozen elites, they gave an ultimatum: If you don't get the city lord's position, you can't return to the sect.
"Go!" He Yuanjun beckoned with her right hand, and a martial artist at the peak of the eighth tier of the Body Refining Realm jumped onto the Universe Ring. He did not bow, but looked arrogantly at Tang Ao behind He Lin. "Tang Ao, quickly come out and accept your death!"
Huo Ping kept cursing He Yuanjun in his heart. It was not as if he had not seen what had happened yesterday. Tang Ao had used the sole of his shoe to beat Zhou Ji to the point where he had no chance to retaliate at all. Zhou Ji was at the peak of the Body Refining Realm, but he had still been beaten by Tang Ao like a father beating his son.
This Eighth Celestial Layer was simply courting death if he went up!
"Young Master, let me go! I have the confidence to deal with him! " Ah Da volunteered. He knew Tang Ao's strength. It would be easy for him to deal with this Eighth Celestial Layer, so he did not want to trouble Tang Ao.
"Alright! Then you can go! Be careful! "He Lin patted Ah Da's shoulder and reminded him.
Tang Ao looked at He Yuanjun who was not far away and suddenly showed a teasing smile. He stopped Ada, "Don't! Let me go. Some people just need to be taught a lesson! " He Lin and the other two saw Tang Ao's expression and shivered. They covered their faces and smiled bitterly, praying for that martial artist in their hearts.
Tang Ao used Mystic Valley Kick and jumped onto the Heaven and Earth Ring with a bang. He used his hands as a pillow and said, "Hurry up and make your move. You only need one chance."
"Arrogant!" The Heartless Sect's martial artist was enraged. He did not expect Tang Ao to be even more arrogant than him. Suddenly, three life spirits appeared above his head and rushed towards Tang Ao.
Tang Ao did not make any moves. It was the same as the beginning. His face was indifferent, and he did not even look at that martial artist.
This made the martial artist even angrier. "Bastard! Go to hell! "
"Peng!"
At this moment, Tang Ao moved. The audience only saw a blur, and Tang Ao's figure disappeared from the ring. With the help of Mystic Valley Kick, Tang Ao's speed was two to three times faster than usual. Ordinary people could not even see Tang Ao clearly.
The martial artist was stunned. Before he could react, he felt a burning pain on his face.
The force on his face did not decrease, but sent the martial artist flying. The dust that was stirred up covered the entire Heaven and Earth Ring.
"This, this is impossible!" The new Heartless Sect's disciple next to He Yuanjun was in disbelief. "Senior Brother Jin has a tenth-fold life spirit, and he could not even block one move from him."
When everyone saw Tang Ao clearly, their mouths twitched. They wanted to strangle Tang Ao immediately. The Heartless Sect's disciples were ashamed and angry. Their faces were red with anger. Huo Ping's face was gloomy, and his cheeks were bulging. He probably wanted to swallow Tang Ao alive.
Tang Ao was still standing where he was, holding a shoeboard in his hand. He looked at the martial artist with the surname Jin like a hunter looking at his prey. He even chuckled from time to time.
The Metal Warrior struggled to get up. He covered the left side of his face where the shoe print was clearly visible. He glared at Tang Ao angrily. "How dare you slap me. Go to hell!" Ignoring his swollen face, the Metal Warrior condensed three life spirits again. He roared and rushed toward Tang Ao.
Tang Ao spread his hands helplessly. "Since you don't know what's good for you, then there's nothing I can do!" After saying that, he infused True Essence into the sole of his shoe and slammed it toward the three life spirits.
"Crash!"
Like glass shattering, the Metal Warrior was in disbelief. Tang Ao crushed the three life spirits with one shoeboard. "Pa!" Another slap landed on the Metal Warrior's face, sending him flying again.
The Metal Warrior fell to the ground and spat out blood. There were even a few teeth in the blood. He was so ashamed that he fainted.
He was slapped twice with a shoeboard in public, and he could not fight back at all. Instead of continuing to embarrass himself, he might as well faint. Therefore, he fainted immediately.
The few young masters watching were so shocked that their jaws could not close. He Lin and Ah Da were speechless. They covered their faces and acted like they did not know him.
"Who else wants to fight? Hurry up. I still need to go back to eat after you fight!" Tang Ao looked at the Heartless Sect's disciples behind He Yuanjun lazily. He did not care.
This time, the Heartless Sect's disciples were much calmer. They were not as excited as before. Based on the battle with Junior Brother Jin, they quickly deduced that Tang Ao was not only at the eighth tier of the Body Tempering Realm. To be able to use a shoeboard to crush three life spirits, he had to at least be at the ninth tier of the Body Tempering Realm. He could even fight against a half step Origin Martial Artist.
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