Xiao Chen did not move, he only stared coldly at this group of people. It was unknown what he was thinking. Xiao Jian slowly walked towards the crowd, and as he approached, the crowd automatically opened up a path for him. They all looked at Xiao Chen with mocking smiles.
"Brother Chen, why are you not moving? Are you not giving me any face?" Xiao Jian said sinisterly. His right hand grabbed Xiao Chen's wrist, trying to pull him forward.
However, when he tried to pull, he discovered that he could not move Xiao Chen's wrist. He could not help but be startled, How is this trash so strong? Just as he was about to use his Essence to force Xiao Chen to submit …
Xiao Chen flung Xiao Jian's hand away in front of everyone's eyes. He said coldly, "There is no need for Big Brother to worry, I can walk by myself."
Gasps of astonishment could be heard from the crowd. How did this trash shake off Xiao Jian's hand? Although Xiao Jian did not use his Essence, he was already a peak Superior Grade Martial Disciple. He was only a step away from becoming a Martial Master. He was several realms higher than Xiao Chen. Could it be that this trash had some fortuitous encounter and condensed a Martial Spirit?
Xiao Jian, who was shaken off by Xiao Chen, was stunned for a moment before his expression turned unsightly. Xiao Chen, you actually made me lose face in front of so many people. He followed Xiao Chen with a gloomy expression. He did not realize that he was the one who insulted Xiao Chen first.
Xiao Chen, who was standing in front of the Demon Sealing Stone, revealed a bitter expression. He was very clear on his cultivation realm. However, since things had already reached this point, he had no way out. At most, he would just have to suffer another round of disdain. Thinking of this, he calmed down.
Xiao Chen stretched out his right hand and placed it on the Demon Sealing Stone. He circulated the weak Spiritual Energy in his body. Strands of Spiritual Energy flowed from his Dantian to the acupoints on his arm, quickly gathering in his right palm. The Demon Sealing Stone on his palm started to change color, from the initial pure white to a faint red.
After a short while, Xiao Chen's forehead was covered with beads of sweat. The Demon Sealing Stone seemed to have a suction force. The spiritual energy in his body kept flowing out, but the color of the Demon Sealing Stone was still a faint red. There was no change.
"Xiao Chen, 9th Grade Spirit Refinement, no progress at all," the First Elder, Xiao Qiang, said emotionlessly from behind the Magic Sealing Stone.
Xiao Chen shook his head and retracted his right hand, wiping the sweat off his forehead. The surrounding Xiao Clan disciples all heaved a sigh of relief. This trash was still trash, no miracle had happened. His strength was still at the 9th grade of Spirit Refinement.
Xiao Jian laughed coldly. Actually, he was startled earlier as well. Now that he thought about it, he had been deceiving himself. He immediately regained the idea of teasing Xiao Chen, "Little Brother Chen, you are indeed talented. It has already been eight years, yet you are still at the 9th grade of Spirit Refinement. In the entire Xiao Clan, no, in the entire Great Qin Nation, you are probably the only one with such talent. Haha!"
All the Xiao Clan disciples in the hall started laughing as well. The First Elder behind the Magic Sealing Stone frowned slightly, but he did not say anything. He felt that it was a pity in his heart. Xiao Jian's talent was good, and he was diligent in his cultivation. However, he was too narrow-minded. His future would not be very bright. He did not know if this child would be able to endure the Promise of Ten Years in half a year's time.
Xiao Chen's face turned cold and he did not say anything. Was this still his big brother? Not only did he not console him, he even took the lead in insulting him. What was the point of having such a big brother?
Xiao Jian stretched out his hand and patted Xiao Chen's shoulder a few times. He laughed strangely and said, "Little Brother Chen, don't be discouraged. Take it slow. Who knows, you might be able to condense your Martial Spirit in a few years. Hey, Little Brother Chen, why are you kneeling? Don't be like this, your big brother can't take it."
The palm strikes that Xiao Jian sent out earlier had all been infused with Essence. He had used half of his peak Martial Disciple cultivation. Xiao Chen had embarrassed him in front of so many people, he did not intend to let Xiao Chen off so easily.
Xiao Chen knelt on one knee on the ground, his forehead was covered in sweat. After Xiao Jian infused his Essence, Xiao Jian's hand pressed down on Xiao Chen's shoulder like a heavy weight. No matter how hard he tried, he was unable to move.
Mocking laughter came from the crowd, "Young Master Xiao, your cultivation is at the peak, but there is no need for you to use such a method to express yourself!"
"Young Master Xiao is indeed Young Master Xiao. He is even kneeling with such grace!"
Xiao Chen closed his eyes. He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh. Fresh blood slowly seeped out and his body trembled non-stop.
Unresigned!
Unresigned!
A wave of resentment that came from the depths of his soul fiercely attacked Xiao Chen. I am unresigned! Is it you? Xiao Chen muttered in his heart. This resentment that came from the depths of his soul was the soul of this body. Even though he had already perished, the resentment that had accumulated in his heart for eight years exploded out. He was unresigned!
No one is willing to be trash! No one is willing to endure the mockery and humiliation of others for no reason! No one is willing to look up to others for their entire life!
You are Xiao Chen, and I am Xiao Chen as well. Let me, Xiao Chen, live for you and wash away the humiliation of these eight years. I will let those who mocked and humiliated you know what regret is!
Xiao Chen fiercely opened his eyes and a bright light flashed across them. The numbness and coldness from before were all swept away and replaced with a resolute expression. I, Xiao Chen, will definitely not be trash for my entire life!
He pressed his body down and quickly rolled backwards. He stood behind the Magic Sealing Stone and stared coldly at Xiao Jian. Xiao Jian was looking at the surrounding Xiao Clan disciples mocking Xiao Chen with a pleased expression. His mind had relaxed and he was caught off guard, allowing Xiao Chen to escape from his grasp. He could not help but fly into a rage out of humiliation. Just as he was about to make a move …
A torn piece of cloth flew over and slapped him fiercely in the face. The force of the slap was enough to clear Xiao Jian's face. The piece of cloth was torn from Xiao Chen's sleeve. Naturally, the person who slapped him was Xiao Chen.
"Very good, you have already accepted it. In seven days, I will challenge you to a life and death duel here. From today onwards, you are no longer my big brother, ever!" Xiao Chen said coldly as he looked at Xiao Jian. His voice was so cold that it seemed to have come from the depths of hell.
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