"Audacious!"
"Lad, do you know who you are talking to?"
"You don't know the immensity of the heavens. It seems like it's my responsibility to teach you a lesson!"
…
Hearing those words, the three young men behind Nangong Yuanfeng flew into a rage. If not in consideration of their standing, they would have charged forward to tear that fellow's mouth apart.
Five of you at once? Who do you think you are?
Kong Shiyao?
Luo Ganzhen and Luo Xuanqing's lips twitched upon hearing those words, and they stared at one another in shock.
The prodigy of the Zhang Clan was truly daring to challenge the Hundred Schools of Philosophers without giving them the slightest bit of face. This was no longer just being brazen; it was lawless and unbridled!
But … why did it feel so good to hear those words?
Low profile, low profile, I mustn't laugh out loud … Otherwise, how awkward would that be?
In the past, the Hundred Schools of Philosophers had appeared on the Master Teacher Continent, but they had never dared to face them head-on. Yet, this fellow was speaking as though the Hundred Schools of Philosophers had come from the countryside.
It was as if the Hundred Schools of Philosophers were nothing at all!
"Well said!"
"Weren't you all arrogant earlier?"
"Screw them! That's the domineering attitude our Luo Clan should have! If we had such an attitude today, would Zhang Xuan have dared to back out of the engagement with us? "
"We'll give him ten guts!"
While they were shocked, the scions beneath the dueling ring were so excited that they nearly leaped into the air.
The indignance they had suffered for the entire day was finally released.
"A duel isn't a battle of words. I hope that you have the strength to match your eloquence! "
Nangong Yuanfeng flung his sleeves and looked at Zhang Xuan with a livid face. "The fact that you're able to make the Spatial Top spin continuously means that your comprehension of spatial laws has already reached the fourth level. With such strength, Mo-er is indeed no match for you in a duel. As for the details of the duel, I suggest that you tell us in advance. Otherwise, you might end up blaming our Hundred Schools of Philosophers for bullying you! "
"You're right, I can't bully you. There's no point in a duel of the Spatial Top. Just like Luo Xuanqing, we'll be competing in our fighting prowess as well!" Zhang Xuan replied calmly.
As long as he willed it, he could make the Spatial Top spin for several days without falling. Since he was going to humiliate them, it went without saying that he would beat them until they were dizzy.
"A battle of strength? Are you sure? "
Before Nangong Yuanfeng could say anything, Mo-er narrowed his eyes.
Zhang Xuan's comprehension of spatial laws was inferior to Zhang Xuan's, but as a genius of the Great Phrontistery of Confucianism, he had learned all kinds of battle techniques, and his cultivation was higher than Zhang Xuan's as well. If they were to fight, it would be a walk in the park for him!
It was a good opportunity to teach this arrogant brat a lesson, teaching him how to speak and how to behave!
"Yes, let's do it!"
Zhang Xuan replied with a smile.
"Very well. Since that's the case, I won't take advantage of you. I'll suppress my cultivation to Saint 9-dan pinnacle."
Mo-er chuckled coldly as a cruel glint flashed across his eyes. He swiftly retracted his cultivation, and in the blink of an eye, his cultivation had fallen to Saint 9-dan pinnacle.
After which, he clenched his fists tightly and stomped his feet on the ground, intending to charge forward.
"Mo 'er, when you make a move, remember to hold back. Don't hurt our feelings …"
Nangong Yuanfeng's voice sounded in his ears.
"Teacher, don't worry, I know!"
Mo 'er raised his eyebrows and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a shockwave and disappeared.
"Where is he?"
"Why can't I see it?"
A commotion broke out amidst the crowd.
The strength that Mo-er had exerted was clearly much stronger than when he was fighting Luo Xuanqing. As soon as he made a move, he vanished without a trace. It was as if Zhang Xuan was the only one on the dueling platform.
"That's a unique spatial battle technique! He's able to distort space to conceal himself in the surroundings, making it impossible for others to notice him! "
Luo Ganzhen's face darkened.
From the looks of it, it seemed like the young man had gone easy on his son. Putting aside everything else, even he might not be able to withstand a single blow from the young man of the same cultivation realm!
"Distort space?" Luo Xuanqing was perplexed by the situation.
"Light travels in a straight line in the air, and it's the same for humans as well. He's able to make use of this unique property of space to warp the space around him, allowing light to travel along the warped space. However, in our eyes, it's still a straight line … Even our Spiritual Perception would be unable to detect it. While such a means of concealment can't be maintained for too long, it's still an advantage in battle!"
Luo Ganzhen explained.
"This … Does that mean that the young man of our clan has no chance of winning?" Luo Xuanqing's face paled.
If they could not even locate the young man, how were they supposed to fight him?
"He might have a chance of winning, but it's extremely slim …" Luo Ganzhen shook his head.
On the dueling ring, Luo Tianya's eyebrows shot up in displeasure. "What are you jumping around for? You're making me dizzy!"
After saying those words, Luo Tianya raised his palm and slapped the air.
Pah!
A crisp echo echoed in the air. A figure suddenly squeezed out of the empty space and crashed heavily onto the ground. His head pierced right into the edge of the dueling ring, and blood splattered all over his face.
"Mo-er …"
"Junior Mo …"
Seeing the unconscious figure lying on the ground, Nangong Yuanfeng and the other three Hundred Schools of Philosophers' faces warped in astonishment.
Mo-er had been hiding in the air, such that even they would have found it difficult to see him. Yet, the young man was able to send him flying with a single slap … How in the world did he manage to do it?
Luo Ganzhen also froze on the spot, looking as if he had seen a ghost.
It was just a moment ago that they said that their chances of victory were slim, but in the end, the expert from the Hundred Schools of Philosophers was slapped to the point where it was hard to tell whether he was dead or alive … Wasn't Luo Tianya a little too fearsome?
The three young men fed Mo-er a pill, and it was only then that the latter slowly regained his senses. He stared blankly at the sky, feeling as if he was about to die.
From the looks of it, he was still unable to understand how Luo Tianya managed to find him and pull him out of the distorted space with a single slap.
"Teacher, I'm willing to fight him!"
Knowing that Mo-er needed some time to recover from the shock he had suffered, one of the three young men stepped forward and clasped his fist respectfully.
"Very well!"
Nangong Yuanfeng clenched his fists tightly when he saw how Zhang Xuan was able to pull Mo-er out of the Hundred Schools of Philosophers with a single slap. He took in a deep breath and nodded. "There's something strange about that person's strength. Be careful!"
If he had not thought much of the other party's strength earlier, he would not have dared to underestimate the other party.
"Teacher, rest assured!"
The young man nodded. With a cold glint in his eyes, he walked up to Zhang Xuan and said, "I'm willing to fight you … Do you dare to accept my challenge?"
"You?"
Zhang Xuan shook his head in pity. "I told you that I wanted the five of you to come at me together, or else you'll only be getting pummeled. How about this? I won't bully you, so I'll give you a second to attack me. I won't retaliate!"
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