Battle Cliff, Dao Debate through battle. This was a grand event that the younger generation of Zi Wei held every year. This time, Gou Zhengxing, Leng Danqin, Liu Yuanlong, and Murong Ling were the representatives to host this grand event.
There were many young cultivators surrounding the platform. They came from various regions. Among them, there were disciples of the four great sects, disciples of some small forces, and even wandering loose cultivators. Their cultivation was not weak, and they were all extraordinary people.
These people appeared very calm as they discussed the Dao Realm and discussed the laws of nature. Every one of them had a serene aura that was as gentle as spring water. Even though some of them had a fierce murderous aura, they were very calm at this moment.
In another direction, Jiang Xiaofan was lying casually on the grass, biting a grass root in the corner of his mouth. He was somewhat leisurely. Right now, he was staring at Murong Ling, a cold smile appearing on his face from time to time. He was ready to attack at any time.
"Dao Debate through battle, debate through battle, let's begin …"
Six hours later, Ziweijiao, Gou Zhengxing spoke. He cupped his fists at the people around the platform. Some people soared into the air, rushing to the centermost platform. This was set up for the debate. This was the battlefield of this grand event.
These people's cultivation was not weak. To be able to come here, they naturally had extraordinary strength. All kinds of secret techniques emerged one after another, causing Jiang Xiaofan to be somewhat dazzled. Exclamations of surprise could be heard from nearby from time to time.
Beside him, Ye Yuanxue suddenly reached out her jade hand and shook Jiang Xiaofan. Her large eyes blinked. She pointed at the platform, and said, "Hey, hey, hey, pervert, I also want to go there to train."
"You're not allowed to go!"
Jiang Xiaofan immediately shook his head. How could he let her go?
"I want to go!"
"You're not allowed to go!"
In the end, Ye Yuanxue turned her head angrily, ignoring Jiang Xiaofan.
Jiang Xiaofan was sweating. Ye Qiuyu had already told him repeatedly not to let Ye Yuanxue participate in the battle unless there was something special. Most importantly, Jiang Xiaofan had his own reasons, and he would go up later to trample on him.
"Little Xue 'er, be good. You just stay here and watch. You're a girl, don't casually make a move. I'll help you fight."
Hearing this, Ye Yuanxue immediately glared at him and said angrily, "You want to cause trouble again?"
Jiang Xiaofan: "…"
The battle was coming to an end. A handsome young man was standing on the platform. He looked like a deity with a unique temperament. It was Murong Ling from the Purple Sun Martial School. He had defeated almost everyone.
"As expected of Young Master Murong, you're really too strong!"
"It seems like the rumors are true. Other than the two or three people in the House of Zi Yang, nobody else can compete with Master Mu Rong. This level of battling ability is admirable. No wonder he is the leader of the younger generation. Admirable."
Murong Ling was just over twenty years old, but he was able to suppress everyone here. Even the Seventh or Eighth Celestial Layer Awakened Realm cultivators were no exception. Many people estimated that other than Leng Danqin and the other two, no one could withstand one move from him.
"Fellow Daoists, you're flattering me. I'm still lacking a lot."
Murong Ling bowed to the people who were talking. His expression was very humble, making people have a good impression of him.
Gou Zhengxing, Liu Yuanlong, and Leng Danqin were not weak. They were all at the peak of the Ninth Celestial Layer Awakened Realm. However, Murong Ling's strength made them feel pressured. Their expressions were serious, so they did not fight.
There were many young cultivators here, but after seeing Murong Ling's battling ability, no one dared to fight. The result was already decided. The elite disciples of the House of Zi Yang lived up to their reputation. They defeated Eighth Celestial Layer Awakened Realm cultivators effortlessly.
Jiang Xiaofan knew that it was time. He transmitted his voice to Ye Yuanxue, and with a slight movement, he stepped onto the battle platform.
"What, there are still people who dare to fight?"
"After seeing Young Master Murong's battling ability, they still dare to step onto the platform. Their courage is commendable, but it feels like a mantis trying to stop a chariot."
"They don't know their limits. Other than those few people, who else here can fight Young Master Murong?"
Many people in the vicinity shook their heads, and they felt that Jiang Xiaofan was simply overestimating his ability by challenging Murong Ling. There were even some people who felt that Jiang Xiaofan's actions were nothing more than for the sake of fame. So long as he was able to defeat Murong Ling here, then his status would surely skyrocket, and his reputation amongst the younger generation of Zi Wei would spread far and wide.
"Brother Jiang, he …" The Xiao siblings were shocked.
Only Ye Yuanxue was angrily waving her fists and muttering in a low voice, "This shameless pervert is really too hateful. He didn't let me train myself and actually went to fight by himself. I'm so angry. I'll definitely teach him a lesson later!"
On the battle platform, Murong Ling's expression was normal. He still had a faint smile on his face. His tone was very polite. He gestured to Jiang Xiaofan and said, "Please give me some advice. Let's begin."
Jiang Xiaofan didn't attack immediately. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and looked at Murong Ling with a smile that wasn't a smile. He said, "Murong Ling, you haven't forgotten who I am, have you?"
The expressions of the people around the battle platform changed. Many people expressed their dissatisfaction with Jiang Xiaofan directly calling Murong Ling. For a moment, there was a lot of discussion. Even Gou Zhengxing, Leng Danqin, and Liu Yuanlong frowned and looked over.
A light flashed in Murong Ling's eyes, but he still had a refined smile on his face. It made people feel like they were bathing in a spring breeze. He said, "May I ask for your name? If you really are an old friend, Murong Ling will apologize."
"As expected of Young Master Murong. You have a broad mind and an extraordinary bearing. I admire you."
"That's right. This person is too arrogant. He actually called Young Master Murong by his name. That's too rude."
Some people complimented Murong Ling. At the same time, they reprimanded Jiang Xiaofan for his attitude. They felt that this person was too arrogant because he didn't have the slightest respect for a young cultivator like Murong Ling. It was too much.
"Old friend? Maybe, maybe you forgot. Since that's the case, I'll give you a reminder … "Jiang Xiaofan naturally didn't care about these people. He looked at the man opposite him and said coldly," Remote village, Divine Cliff Mountain Stream! "
"It's you. You didn't die!"
Murong Ling frowned slightly, then his expression changed drastically.
He instantly moved. Murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He turned into a ray of green light and appeared in front of Jiang Xiaofan like lightning. His five fingers were crystal clear and carried a terrifying aura. He raised his hand and grabbed towards Jiang Xiaofan's neck.
"Hmph!"
Jiang Xiaofan sneered. He didn't dodge. He waited until the big hand was close to him before he made his move. There wasn't any fluctuation of divine power. His right hand was calm and unhurried as it went up to meet the big hand.
"Brother Jiang, don't take it head on!"
The Xiao siblings turned pale with fright. They knew that Jiang Xiaofan was very strong, but just now, the two of them had personally witnessed Murong Ling's battle prowess. He suppressed a peak Eighth Sky of Jue Chen with one palm. His physical body was terrifyingly strong.
"He's really looking for death. He actually dares to take Young Master Murong head on!"
"This is the kind of person who is like a mantis trying to stop a chariot."
"He's overestimating himself to the extreme. This hand will definitely be crippled."
Many people shook their heads and sighed. There were even some people who revealed a mocking expression. They felt that Jiang Xiaofan's action was undoubtedly looking for death.
Murong Ling's eyes flashed with murderous intent. He increased the strength in his right hand. The divine splendor became bright again. He had already recognized Jiang Xiaofan. As such, he couldn't let him live. He wanted to silence him again.
"Bang …"
The fist and palm collided. The light mist was hazy. A figure flew backward and directly rolled down the battle stage.
Many people sighed. They felt that Murong Ling must have slapped his opponent off the battle stage. However, when they shifted their gazes to that place, everyone was stunned. It was as if they had seen a ghost. They couldn't say a word for a long time.
Even Liu Yuanlong and the other two were shocked. They all stood up and stared at Jiang Xiaofan's right hand without blinking. They all frowned deeply.
Liu Yuanlong was an inner disciple of the Imperial Heaven Gate's Eternal Heaven Peak. Although he was in the same immortal sect as Jiang Xiaofan, he had always been in seclusion. After he came out of seclusion, he hurried over here. Therefore, he didn't recognize Jiang Xiaofan. He had never even heard of him.
Beside a huge rock not far away, Murong Ling fell between the rocks. He struggled to stand up. His right hand was almost broken. Drops of blood dripped down. In some places, even the eerie white bones were exposed.
"This … How is this possible!"
"Illusion, illusion, this must be an illusion. I'm dreaming!"
This battle stage wasn't big, but it wasn't small either. However, there was actually someone who could knock the powerful Murong Ling off the battle stage with a single strike. What kind of strength was this? Many people revealed shocked expressions. They felt that even if they were several times stronger, they wouldn't be able to do it. However, this person in front of them had done it. Moreover, it seemed like it didn't take much effort.
"Brother Jiang, he … he …"
The Xiao siblings' eyes almost popped out.
Only Ye Yuanxue didn't care. Instead, she clenched her fists tightly and muttered softly, "Damn it, why is this bad guy's physical body becoming more and more terrifying? He's like a ferocious beast. What exactly did he eat to grow up?"
Murong Ling was in a sorry state. He was even more shocked. He looked towards the battle stage. No matter what, he didn't expect that this person who was supposed to be dead would actually be standing in front of him. Moreover, he was so powerful.
"I'll give you a chance. Come again …"
A mocking voice rang out, causing everyone to tremble.
Jiang Xiaofan stood on the battle stage with his hands behind his back. He stretched out his right hand and hooked his finger at Murong Ling.
Such words were too arrogant. Many people raised their eyebrows. Murong Ling's strength was obvious to all. He was extremely terrifying. However, at this moment, there was actually someone who said such words and gave Murong Ling a chance. This was simply too crazy.
Murong Ling's expression was very ugly. However, when he looked at Jiang Xiaofan's expression that only he and Jiang Xiaofan could understand, he finally clenched his teeth and said, "Fine, then I'll ask for your advice again!"
His right hand was filled with brilliance. After swallowing a Golden Core, a series of crackling sounds rang out. Not long after, it returned to its original state. Moreover, there were faint traces of light mist circulating around it. His body flashed and landed on the battle stage once again.
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