Lv Fengxian's actions on the arena caused the surrounding cultivators to be extremely surprised, and many people frowned. Never had they imagined that this abandoned child of the Lv Clan who had jumped out from nowhere would actually have such ability. He'd defeated nine experts of the Philosophers Dojo in a row, and even the Divine Child of the Meng Clan had been among them. Perhaps it wasn't too difficult for him to defeat in terms of cultivation, but his innate divine strength and fighting style that was filled with resentment were truly a headache. For a moment, they didn't know how to deal with such a strange person …
When they saw him making a scene in the Yaochi Martial Arts Competition and defeating nine people in a row, they were already full of anger. When he took out the wine bottle at the end to pay tribute to someone, it made Zhu Xiu of the Divine Land even more furious. They even had some doubts …
"Why does everyone remember that little devil?"
"No matter what, he's just a dead man …"
"His old friends and disciples can't forget him, but why does an old enemy come and make such a scene?"
While they were puzzled, the anger in their hearts grew stronger.
Yuan Lingxiao, the Master of the Yuan family, frowned. He did not want to wait any longer, so he called out in a low voice, "Fusu!"
"Buyu understands!"
When Young Master Fusu heard that, he opened his eyes and nodded slightly. Then, he walked toward the arena in the air with his big sleeves fluttering.
"Young Master Fusu is going to make his move!"
Someone with sharp eyes was the first to see Young Master Fusu standing up. He was surprised and happy at first, and then he shouted.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Swish! Instantly, countless people from the surrounding peaks looked at him with awe, as if they were looking at a god.
A Celestial Infant!
The first Celestial Infant to appear in the cultivation world in tens of thousands of years after the ancient times!
The Celestial Infant cultivator, who had truly surpassed the past and represented the arrival of the golden age of the cultivation world, was finally going to make his move.
Some people were full of expectations, and some were extremely excited!
At this time, even the ancient aristocratic families, who were dissatisfied with the Yuan family's dominance, sighed slightly, as if they had given up on something.
"The Philosophers Daoist Grounds takes in all the geniuses in the world, and it represents the various inheritances and the myriad of Daos in the world. Perhaps there's a difference in strength between the geniuses, but under the guidance of the Sages, they at least know where their Daos lie. Perhaps some of them aren't strong now, but once they attain a certain level of cultivation in the future, they'll definitely be able to soar into the heavens. Fellow Daoist, you've merely relied on brute force to win a few rounds by luck, yet you're speaking arrogantly and looking down on the Philosophers Daoist Grounds. It's truly absurd and laughable. Fine, since you want to fight, then allow me to accompany you in battle …"
As he spoke softly, Young Master Fusu's sleeves fluttered as he slowly descended onto the arena.
The surroundings instantly quietened down. It was unknown how many people had fervent gazes, waiting to see Young Master Fusu subdue this rampant wild cultivator!
At this time, Lv Fengxian poured the wine on the ground and threw the bottle away. He shook his head with a lonely expression.
"Come on …"
Young Master Fusu slowly raised one hand with a relaxed expression, but his aura naturally emanated. When he raised his hand, an immortal wind rose around him out of nowhere, turning into drifting clouds, strange beasts, cranes, and strange flowers. They gathered and dispersed around him like the rules of the Daos. His aura gathered imperceptibly, not even losing to the Yuanying Mahayana Realm cultivators, causing people to subconsciously revere him.
"Hehe …"
At this time, Lv Fengxian seemed to have just noticed Young Master Fusu. He frowned slightly and sized him up a few times.
However, in the end, he did not raise the Heavenly Halberd in his hand. Instead, he shook his head and said, "I won't fight with you …"
"What?"
Young Master Fusu's aura that had already risen stagnated, and he subconsciously opened his mouth to ask.
Lv Fengxian narrowed his eyes and looked at him. His right palm slowly moved a few times, as if he had remembered the hatred of his broken palm. However, this hatred did not make him attack Young Master Fusu. Instead, his eyes were full of mockery. After looking at Fusu for a few times, he said quietly, "I came here to prove that I can fight at the same level. What Philosophers Dojo? What Saints' Disciples? They may be strong, but even if I am abandoned by the world like a wild dog, I will not lose to anyone in a battle of the same level. As for you, hehe, you can challenge me just because you have an Immortal Nascent Soul. In my eyes, you are no longer a hero. Hehe, if you want to fight, then just wait. When I break through the Yuanying Realm, I will naturally fight with you. But now, why should I let you take advantage of me?"
"You …"
Young Master Fusu's eyes turned cold and his anger rose. He could see the contempt in Lv Fengxian's eyes.
However, Lv Fengxian did not finish his words. He continued unhurriedly, "Also, from the looks of it, you seem to be very proud of your Immortal Nascent Soul. However, it is obvious that you have used external forces to form your Immortal Nascent Soul. I really don't know why you are so proud! There is actually one person in the Yuan family that I value. Unfortunately, he became the sacrifice of your compromise with others. Sigh, what a pity, what a pity. People like him should have a fair battle with me and then die under my halberd. But now … there is no hero in the Yuan family, and there is no proud son of heaven in the world! "
After saying that, he carried the halberd on his back and slowly walked down the arena. He actually did not look back again.
When Young Master Fusu heard this, he was so angry that his eyebrows stood up. Looking at Lv Fengxian's back, he really wanted to grab him back and suppress him by force. However, when he thought that there were so many people watching, he suppressed his anger and did not make a move!
The surrounding Zhu Xiu also became silent. His mood was extremely strange!
He originally thought that there would be a fierce battle. However, he did not expect that Lv Fengxian would leave directly and did not want to fight with Fusu!
Moreover, Lv Fengxian had already fought nine people in a row. If he wanted to leave, no one could force him to fight.
Even the words that he said caused a lot of people to roar …
… That's right, you are a Yuanying cultivator. What are you doing here? We Jindan cultivators are practicing martial arts here. Isn't it because Fuyao Palace is taking care of you? That's why there is this so-called "life limit of three years" rule. According to the old tradition, you are not even qualified to fight. If you really want to fight, then wait a few years. When we become Yuanying cultivators, we may not necessarily lose to you …
As for Fusu, he entered the arena with an invincible momentum. Suddenly, he did not have an opponent. He also had a feeling that he had punched empty air. His heart was extremely uncomfortable, as if his dignity had been shaved off. He stood on the arena and hesitated for a long time. He did not return to the arena. Instead, he calmed himself down and stood with his hands behind his back. He slowly looked around the arena and swept his eyes across the crowd of cultivators. He asked indifferently, "Is there anyone who is willing to fight with me?"
The surroundings were quiet. No one spoke!
Who the hell is willing to fight with you? Is it very honorable to be defeated by you in front of so many people?
After a long time, no one went up to the arena. This caused the emptiness in Young Master Fusu's heart to become even heavier. He calmed his eyes and opened them after a long time. His eyes were purple and he looked toward the mountain peak where the Great Snow Mountain Orthodoxy was located. "Is there anyone who is willing to fight with me?"
No one answered for a long time at the Great Snow Mountain Orthodoxy. The Great Golden Crow and the others all had strange looks in their eyes. After a long time, the Great Golden Crow shouted at the top of his lungs, "I am willing to fight with you …" As soon as he shouted this, a hint of joy appeared in Young Master Fusu's eyes. However, before he could say anything, the Great Golden Crow had already shouted again, "… Wait until I form my Immortal Nascent Soul. Hahahaha, I don't have any elders to help me form my Immortal Nascent Soul. I have to rely on my own cultivation. The speed is too slow. There's no other way. I'll let you be arrogant for two days …"
"Haha …"
Someone next to him was rocking back and forth with laughter. As he laughed, he punched the table. It was the Little Ghost King, Li Ying.
Li Hongyi slapped the back of his head and scolded, "Restrain yourself …"
Li Ying hurriedly shut his mouth and looked at his sister bitterly. "Can't I even show my disdain for a little?"
Li Hongyi said lightly, "No need. Cultivate well. The responsibility of destroying the Meng Family will be yours in the future. Why fight for a moment's pride? Haha, the Divine Continent Orthodoxy has underestimated us. They thought that we trained this Immortal Nascent Soul out of a moment of anger. They wanted to take this opportunity to suppress us and destroy our desire for revenge. They didn't expect that revenge is revenge. If we really want to take revenge, it will be the revenge of the Divine Continent Orthodoxy. How can it be solved by a battle? Do you really think that we are just children playing house? "
The scornful eyes of the Great Snow Mountain cultivators made Young Master Fusu even more unhappy. He suppressed his hatred and the purple light in his eyes intensified. He looked in the direction of the experts from the Small Celestial Realm and asked calmly, "Is there anyone who is willing to fight with me?"
In the middle of the cultivators from the Small Celestial Realm sat a skinny young man with golden hair. Deep in his eyes, there were traces of lightning, which made him look extremely strange. When he saw Young Master Fusu looking at him, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, but it was a cold smile. He said in a low voice, "Immortal Nascent Soul of the Human Tribe? Haha, I would like to try and see how much divine power this Immortal Nascent Soul has from my God Tribe bloodline. "
Beside him, an old man looked serious and quickly advised in a low voice, "Divine Lord, don't be impulsive …"
"That's enough!"
The young man waved his hand lazily and said, "I'm just saying, I won't fight here. There will be a chance sooner or later anyway!"
As for Young Master Fusu, he didn't get an answer from the Small Celestial Realm, so he frowned even more. He turned to look at Zhu Xiu from the Pure Land and said impatiently, "Fellow cultivators, is there anyone who is willing to fight with me?"
The people from the Pure Land were also extremely quiet, and no one answered.
He asked three questions in a row, but no one answered. The power of the Immortal Nascent Soul seemed to have subdued Zhu Xiu.
In the forest halfway up the mountain, someone teased the old fortune-teller, "You are a straightforward person, why don't you tell me what the fate of this person is like?"
The old fortune-teller waved his hand and said disdainfully, "What is there to tell about the fate of a person who will die a tragic death?"
The surrounding Zhu Xiu sneered and said, "Is this old man crazy?"
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