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"Whoosh whoosh …"
All of a sudden, the sound of wind breaking could be heard in midair. Many streaks of light streaked across the sky.
The boisterous square gradually quieted down. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the sky.
"Look, the elders are here."
"Miss Muhan is here too."
"Sect master, the sect master is really here!"
"That's the sect master of my Ancient Heaven Sect, a top expert whose name shakes the Central Continent!"
Silhouettes landed on the high platform one after another. Faintly discernible Qi descended and spread out in the air, causing people's hearts to tremble. Looking at the silhouettes arriving one after another, the gazes of the hundreds of thousands of people on the Tianwu Square became filled with reverence and they immediately bowed.
"Greetings, sect master."
"Greetings, protectors."
In the square, all the disciples of the Ancient Heaven Sect saluted respectfully.
The sect master of the Ancient Heaven Sect was a top expert in the Central Continent. He was someone who could make the Central Continent tremble with just a stomp of his foot. He was a god-like existence in the hearts of all the disciples of the Ancient Heaven Sect.
All the disciples of the Ancient Heaven Sect had heard of the legend of the sect master when he was young, and they were even more respectful towards him.
On the high platform, behind Hu Sankun, Hao Zongwei, Kong Zhonglei, Qiao Mingze, and the other elders and protectors, there was a middle-aged man who was nearly seven feet tall. There was a faint luster flowing on his skin, and his eyes flashed with a deep light.
The burly man was thin, but he looked slender and sturdy. He wore a green robe embroidered with green patterns, and his long black hair was neatly combed into a bun. A few strands of hair hung down from his ears. He looked elegant and heroic. He was the Ancient Heaven Sect's Sect Master, Sima Taxing.
"No need for formalities. When you watch the duel later, you should properly comprehend it," Sima Ta Xing said.
He stood with his hands behind his back. His slender voice seemed even more tall and straight, and there was a hint of elegance in his imposing manner.
"Yes!"
Waves of sound rose and fell as figures stood up.
"Father, I'll go down first."
On the high platform, a delicate voice sounded beside Sima Taxing, and then a beautiful figure slowly landed on the square. She was wearing a pair of patterned velvet shoes, wearing a moon-white and pink brocade dress. A light pink gauze cloak was draped over her shoulders, and a pink belt was tied around her waist, which accentuated her well-proportioned figure. Her slender waist was too small to be grasped, and there were two shining white bracelets on her wrists. When she raised her hands, they made a pleasant sound, which made her even more lovely.
"I support Young Miss."
"Support Senior Sister Muhan."
As Sima Muhan left the stage, a lot of cheers rang out from the crowd. This was especially true for the young male disciples. Sima Muhan was definitely the target of all the male disciples in the Ancient Heaven Sect.
Everyone knew that if one could gain the favor of the Young Miss Sima Muhan, it would not only save them thirty years of hard work, it would be like reaching the heavens in a single step, and they would be able to stand proudly in the entire Central Region.
"Sect Master, please take a seat first. That kid Du Shaofu hasn't arrived yet."
Hu Sankun said to Sima Taxing and signaled for Sima Taxing to sit first. In his heart, he hoped that Du Shaofu wouldn't come. If Du Shaofu won against Sima Muhan today, the Dao tool he lost yesterday would be doubled today.
"Martial Uncle, please take a seat first."
Sima Taxing heard this and said to Elder Gu Qingyang beside him.
Elder Gu Qingyang was particularly spirited today. With an ancient sword on his back, his white hair fluttered in the wind, and a few strands of white hair fluttered along with his white beard. He looked extremely sage-like, as if an immortal had descended to the world. Hearing this, he immediately said to Sima Taxing, "You're welcome, Martial Nephew. You're the sect master of the Ancient Heaven Sect. Please take a seat first."
"Martial Uncle, let's sit together."
Sima Taxing nodded. In his deep, glass-like eyes, he was also extremely respectful to Elder Gu Qingyang.
"Well, let's sit together."
Elder Gu Qingyang slightly stroked his long beard. His face was full of smiles, which made the other elders feel helpless.
On the high platform, everyone sat upright. Elder Gu Qingyang sat quietly beside Sima Taxing. On his extremely ruddy face, his eyes were unusually clear. After glancing at the many elders around him, he closed his eyes and meditated like an immortal, which made people feel awe and respect him.
However, when he landed beside the many elders around him, he felt like he was attracting hatred. It should be known that although not all the elders of the Ancient Heaven Sect were present, at least ninety percent of the elders were present yesterday. Yesterday, they all felt some heartache when they lost.
Elder Hu Sankun's gaze looked into the distance. After which, he looked at the sage-like Elder Gu Qingyang and said, "Elder Qingyang, is your disciple, Du Shaofu, coming or not? If he doesn't dare to come, then just admit defeat. Otherwise, the sect master will have to wait."
Hearing this, the sage-like Elder Qingyang immediately opened his slightly closed eyes. His gaze was clear as he glanced at Elder Hu Sankun and said, "What's the hurry? Don't worry, you've lost twice. You're destined to not be able to escape."
"Hmph, let's talk about it after that guy wins."
Elder Hu Sankun helplessly glared at Elder Gu Qingyang.
Sima Taxing looked at the sky in front of him without leaving a trace. After which, he lowered his head and smiled at Elder Hu Sankun. He said, "That little guy is already here."
"Swoosh …"
In the distant sky, the sound of rushing wind began to resound. Under the gazes of everyone present, a figure swept through the air and arrived above the square in a few flashes.
"Look, Martial Uncle Du is here?"
"I heard that the sect master hasn't definitely agreed to let Du Shaofu become Elder Gu Qingyang's disciple. So, it's not certain whether this Martial Uncle is Martial Uncle or not."
"Swoosh …"
While everyone was discussing, their gazes were fixed on the sky in front of them. A purple-robed figure swept through the air. He looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old. He always carried a broadsword on his back. On his resolute face, there was a deep and clear gaze.
This purple-robed youth, apart from Du Shaofu, naturally, there was no one else.
Du Shaofu's arrival immediately attracted the attention of everyone present. Numerous shouts resounded from the crowd. It was obvious that there were quite a number of female disciples screaming. Ripples rippled in the eyes of many as their hearts were moved.
"Big Brother's popularity is not low now. I'm afraid that he's not below Yin Mochen and Si Ruofeng."
Judge Hao, who was at the front of the crowd today, said to Qiao Yingmeng, Benniu, Mu Jiajia, Mo Wen, and the others beside him. Then, he looked at Du Shaofu descending on the square and waved his hand.
"That's for sure. Our World Society can only grow stronger with President's popularity. There are already many people who joined yesterday."
Gu Zhangyou nodded and said. He was extremely respectful beside Judge Hao, Qiao Yingmeng, Mo Wen, and the others.
If he wasn't a senior figure of the World Society, he knew that he wasn't qualified to stand together with these Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters.
Although the World Society was established in the Ancient Heaven Sect for a very short time, Gu Zhangyou was undoubtedly a senior figure.
Because of this, Gu Zhangyou's status in the Outer Sect had soared these days. With Judge Hao, Qiao Yingmeng, Mu Jiajia, Mo Wen, and the others as his backers, it was enough for the deacons of the Munchū to be somewhat polite to him.
"President is facing a formidable opponent today. I wonder if President can win?"
Qiao Yingmeng was quite worried. If it was someone else, she wouldn't be worried. But facing Sima Muhan, she couldn't help but be worried. Especially when she heard from her master that the Eldest Young Miss Sima Muhan's talent could be said to be monstrous, which made her even more worried.
"President is also not weak. His strength is unfathomable. I'm afraid that he didn't use his full strength yesterday. I'm afraid that no one can be sure who will win or lose." Mo Wen, who rarely spoke, said.
"Big Brother definitely won't lose. I have confidence."
Judge Hao nodded. His eyes were filled with determination, as if he had full confidence.
"Judge Hao, I heard that you bet all your assets on President."
Mu Jiajia glanced at Judge Hao and said with a smile, "I hope President can win. Otherwise, someone will go bankrupt."
"I believe that Big Brother will definitely win."
Judge Hao said with unswerving determination. However, on his fat face, within his straight eyes, there was a hint of worry in his gaze.
Judge Hao had indeed bet all his assets, including all the energy copper talismans he had obtained in the Giant Rock Space. If Du Shaofu lost, he would be in trouble.
Du Shaofu's figure landed on the ground. His purple robe fluttered, stirring up some dust. His clear eyes swept across the audience. Hearing the shouts from the surroundings, he smiled bitterly and nodded. Then, he nodded towards Judge Hao and Qiao Yingmeng who were in the front row. Suddenly, he raised his head and felt a gaze staring at him from not far away.
Looking over, Du Shaofu saw Sima Muhan raise her beautiful face slightly. Her quick-witted eyes were glancing at him. Her light purple eyes were filled with confidence.
Du Shaofu ignored Sima Muhan, but he didn't dare to be careless in front of this girl. He pretended that he didn't see Sima Muhan's gaze. Then, he looked at the elders' seats on the high platform and cupped his fists to salute the Sect Master and the elders.
As the disciple of Elder Gu Qingyang, his status in the Ancient Heaven Sect was extraordinary. Even in front of the Sect Master, Du Shaofu didn't need to salute him at this time.
"Humph, I'll deal with you in a while!"
Seeing that Du Shaofu didn't intend to pay attention to her, Sima Muhan couldn't help but feel angry. She pouted and slightly clenched her fists.
"Well, everyone is here. Let them begin."
Sima Taxing said to Elder Hu Sankun beside him.
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