Hu!
The seal outside the Hall of Great Accomplishment flickered, and Zhang Xuan and Zhao Ya flew out.
"Where do you think you're going?"
The young man in soles and the others immediately rushed forward to surround them.
Zhang Xuan frowned as he harrumphed coldly, "Do you want to get pummeled?"
He had spared their lives, but not only did they not know how to be grateful, they even dared to block his path. Did they really think that he wouldn't kill them?
"We just want to have a fair duel with you. No weapons or tamed beasts are allowed! Do you dare to accept our challenge? "
The young man in soles gritted his teeth.
"A fair duel? What's the wager? "Zhang Xuan asked with a frown.
Without a wager, he didn't have the time to waste on these people.
"Brother Hongtian gave you five droplets of Ancient Sage blood earlier. As long as you have a duel with them, I'll take out five droplets of my blood as the wager as well!"
Before the young man in soles and the others could reply, the Ancient Sage from before had already spoken up. "That's our wager. What's yours?"
"Mine?"
Zhang Xuan hesitated for a moment before saying, "I can go easy on them and spare their lives!"
"…" The Ancient Sage felt a stifling pain in his chest.
It's hard to say who will emerge victorious in a fair duel. I've already offered five droplets of Ancient Sage blood, and yet you're making such a wager?
"If you lose, hand over the Canvas of Four Seasons!"
"That's right! We'll use the Canvas of Four Seasons as the wager!"
…
The young man in soles and the others shouted.
But before they could finish their words, Zhang Xuan suddenly looked at them as if he was looking at a bunch of fools. "Are you all dreaming? Do you think that those few droplets of his blood can match up to the Canvas of Four Seasons? "
"Then … I'm afraid that your wager won't work. If you lose, you don't have to fulfill your promise!"
After a moment of silence, the crowd spoke up once more.
"…" The pain in the Ancient Sage's chest intensified.
"It doesn't matter. I don't want to compete with you anyway," Zhang Xuan said as he stretched his back lazily.
In any case, he had no intention of competing with you anyway.
"How about this? Five droplets of Ancient Sage blood in exchange for a chance to advance your cultivation in the Canvas of Four Seasons. What say you?"
The Ancient Sage of the Hundred Schools of Philosophers said.
It's just that I'm an Aureate Body realm consummation cultivator whereas they are Sempiternal realm consummation cultivators. There's a difference of two cultivation realms between us, and they aren't even allowed to use their weapons or tamed beasts. Is this really fair? "
Zhang Xuan.
In any case, he was not going to lose. A promotion opportunity was nothing.
"How about this? I'll have them suppress their cultivation to the same level as you!" the Ancient Sage said.
Forbidding the use of weapons and pet beasts was too restrictive, so it was indeed unfair to rely on one's cultivation to fight.
"That's good, let's begin!"
Zhang Xuan took a step forward and chuckled, "In order to not waste time, all of you can come at me together. However... with so many of you attacking me at the same time, I might not be able to hold back. If a few of you were to die, please forgive me, Senior!"
"You want to kill us? Let's see if you're strong enough …"
The young man gritted his teeth and suppressed his cultivation to Aureate Body realm consummation before charging forward.
It was hard to tell what kind of battle technique he had used, but in the blink of an eye, he was already right before the other party's head.
Just as he thought that the other party was doomed, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. Before he could react, the other party's palm was already pressed against his chest.
Peng!
The young man was sent flying, and he collapsed to the ground, spurting large mouthfuls of blood.
He had not even seen how the other party had made his move!
"Come at me together. There's no way you can defeat me alone!"
Zhang Xuan said as he sent the young man flying with a single move.
"Let's go together!"
The crowd had seen the battle earlier, and they knew that the young man's fighting prowess far exceeded theirs. Without any hesitation, they charged forward together.
Peng peng peng peng!
Before they could even reach Zhang Xuan, Zhang Xuan had already charged forward like a tiger charging into a flock of sheep. None of them were a match for him.
Those who had fought with him were all geniuses from the Hundred Schools of Philosophers. They had thought that they were invincible among their peers, but before the young man before them, they were nothing more than a joke.
"How powerful …"
Taking this sight into his eyes, the Ancient Sage knew that they had lost!
Even though Zhang Xuan was only an Aureate Body realm consummation cultivator, his fighting prowess was already on par with Sempiternal realm experts!
Of the entire Hundred Schools of Philosophers, only Kong Shiyao was capable of challenging those with higher cultivation realms!
"You aren't a match for him … Admit defeat!"
After fighting for a while longer and seeing that they were indeed no match for Zhang Xuan, even though the Ancient Sage hated to admit it, he still chose to speak up.
However, before he could finish his words, a sudden turn of events occurred.
Under the encirclement of the crowd, Zhang Xuan had made a mistake, allowing the young man to exploit it. Using his finger as a sword, he stabbed it toward Zhang Xuan.
Just as the sword was about to pierce through Zhang Xuan's heart, Zhang Xuan raised his palm and slapped it toward Zhang Xuan's head.
While the young man would be able to pierce through Zhang Xuan's heart, Zhang Xuan's head would be smashed into meat paste, and he would die on the spot.
More importantly, it seemed like there was no way for the two of them to back down anymore.
"Hold it right there!"
The Ancient Sage bellowed furiously. A surge of energy burst forth from his body and shrouded the surrounding space, intending to stop Zhang Xuan from killing him.
However, barely after he released his energy, the young man whose heart was about to be pierced by the young man abruptly dodged the attack.
The next moment, a saber materialized in his hand.
Huala!
The saber slashed down toward the Ancient Sage.
"This is … an Ancient Sage artifact!"
The Ancient Sage narrowed his eyes in astonishment.
He did not think that the young man's so-called opening was just to lure him into making a move so that he could determine his position!
The Ancient Sage tried to dodge the saber, but he soon realized that the aura of the saber had enveloped him, preventing him from escaping at all.
Puhe!
The saber pierced into the Ancient Sage's body, and fresh blood spurted out.
"Hahaha, thank you!"
With a light chuckle, Zhang Xuan took out a gourd and caught all of Zhang Xuan's blood. There were more than twenty droplets in total.
Five droplets of Ancient Sage blood was not enough for him to make a move. From the very start, he had planned to inflict more damage on the Ancient Sage artifact.
He had long wanted to teach the other party a lesson, so how could he let this opportunity slip by?
"You …"
Having lost too much blood, the Ancient Sage's face paled. He was just about to make a move when he suddenly felt a powerful force locking him in place.
Knowing that the Zhang clan's Ancestor Hongtian would make a move at any moment, as furious as he was, he still chose to hold himself back.
To think that an Ancient Sage like him would be tricked by a mere Aureate Body realm lad, and more importantly, he had even sustained severe injuries. No one would dare believe that such a thing was possible.
"Heroes indeed come from the young. Not bad, not bad! Our Hundred Schools of Philosophers has lost today. Farewell! "
Hula!
With a gust of wind, the young man and the others were taken away. The Ancient Sage turned around, intending to leave the area.
"I've lost, but you haven't given me five droplets of Ancient Sage blood yet. Are you trying to renege on your debt? "
Zhang Xuan bellowed as he watched the Ancient Sage leave.
"…" The Ancient Sage staggered backward, and he nearly spurted a mouthful of blood. With a flick of his finger, he tossed a jade bottle behind him.
He immediately turned around and left.
He was afraid that he would die from anger if he were to say too much.
He placed his hand on his chest … Forget it, I'll just pretend that I don't have breasts then!
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