Putting aside everything else, just this scene alone was enough to show that this azure-robed young man possessed astonishing talent and formidable potential.
Even the titans of the martial arts world like them had to treat it with caution.
"Buzz!"
In the crowd, Song Youran and Song Jue clenched their fists, their faces drained of blood.
Young Master Qingyang, on the other hand, had a proud expression on his face, exuding a transcendent aura. With this move, he had easily intimidated everyone around him. A moment later, his lips curled into a provocative smile as he turned to Wang Chong in the crowd.
Strange things happened every year, but there were especially many this year. Someone had actually tried to impersonate him. But he had truly chosen the wrong person. Was he that easy to impersonate? Truly a fool!
For a moment, all was quiet, all eyes quickly noticing Young Master Qingyang's movements and turning to Wang Chong.
In a flash, all the pressure on the crowd shifted to Wang Chong. Even Song Youran and Song Jue couldn't help but look over. If one looked carefully, one would notice that their lips were slightly trembling.
At the start, the two of them had firmly believed in Wang Chong's identity, but after seeing this sight, they couldn't help but waver.
"No matter what you say, I believe in what he says. Only he is the true Young Master Qingyang!"
Finally, Song Youran stepped forward and loudly declared to the crowd. Her face was red with excitement, and it was clear that she was ready to throw caution to the wind.
On the side, Wang Chong was both moved and a little ashamed at this sight, but he could only let her down. If his identity was exposed, there was no doubt that Song Yuanyi, Xie Guangting, the Black Yin Ancestor, and the Myriad Ghost Ancestor — four experts of the martial arts world — would all attack him.
Wang Chong would immediately be surrounded by perils, his life in danger at any moment. The current situation was beyond his control.
Little girl, don't blame me!
This thought flashed through Wang Chong's mind, and he quickly calmed down.
This was the first time Wang Chong had ever seen a fake Li Kui meet the real Li Kui, and after watching three matches, Wang Chong had gradually become interested in this Young Master Qingyang.
"What do you think? It's not too late to confess now! "
Young Master Qingyang took two steps forward.
"Haha, so as long as I command a Profound Martial realm disciple to defeat an Imperial Martial realm expert, I'll immediately become Young Master Qingyang?"
To his surprise, Wang Chong faintly smiled and stepped forward.
"You!"
Young Master Qingyang instantly felt stifled by Wang Chong's words.
Everyone knew that the gap between the Imperial Martial realm and the Profound Martial realm was as vast as a chasm, which was why he had commanded an initial-level Profound Martial expert to defeat an Imperial Martial expert. But in Wang Chong's mouth, this magnificent feat had been played down like drinking water. How could he possibly accept this? This was a naked humiliation.
"Hmph, then let me see just how much skill you have!"
Young Master Qingyang angrily said.
This matter had already infuriated him, and it was even more absurd than he had imagined. Even in front of the real Young Master Qingyang and after seeing his skills, his opponent was still so calm. This was something he had never imagined. His opponent was either a fool or a madman!
But regardless of which it was, he would not permit his opponent to act so impudently in front of him.
"Alliance Lord Song!"
Wang Chong nodded at Song Yuanyi, who responded with a slight nod.
Only then did Wang Chong turn to the Black Yin Ancestor.
"Black Yin Ancestor, there's no need for us to go through so much trouble. Just pick an Imperial Martial opponent!"
"Bastard thing!"
The Great Ancestor of the Mysterious Dark Sect was so angry that his face turned purple.
"Ghost Owl, you go ahead!"
The Black Yin Ancestor furiously picked out a Five Ancestor Alliance expert behind him who exuded a lofty aura. The Righteous Alliance members gasped in alarm at the sight of this martial artist.
"This isn't fair! The people of the Five Ancestor Alliance are too shameless! "
"If this is the case, then Young Master Qingyang (Wang Chong) is doomed to lose!"
They were both opponents, but the Black Yin Ancestor had chosen for Wang Chong was much stronger than the others.
"Hmph, that's what he said. Isn't Ghost Owl at the Imperial Martial realm? If he wants to prove himself, I'm confident that this little difficulty won't be able to stop him! "
The Black Yin Ancestor coldly snorted.
On the other side, the Zhengqi League disciples were infuriated. But in front of the Black Yin Ancestor, they had no choice but to swallow their anger. On the other hand, those unaffiliated martial artists who had come to the northwest to fight for the Origin Immortal Art began to whisper among themselves, all of them rather contemptuous of the Black Yin Ancestor's actions.
Although Ghost Owl was an Imperial Martial expert, everyone in the martial arts world knew that he cultivated in a marvelous technique known as the Ghost Prison Art. By relying on this technique, he could endlessly extract all kinds of extremely yin and turbid energy from the depths of the earth.
Moreover, once he used his martial arts, a dense ghostly fog would rise up around his body. As long as one entered this range, the Stellar Energy in one's body would inevitably be disturbed. If even an Imperial Martial expert could do this, then a Profound Martial expert could do so.
This alone meant that the Zhengqi League had no chance of victory.
"It seems like the Black Yin Ancestor has his eyes on that brat and wants to kill him as quickly as possible. This is why he came up with this method."
An idle martial artist who was watching from the side said in a low voice.
"Black Yin Ancestor, since you've already made your choice, there's no need to waste any more time. Let's finish this battle quickly and begin!"
Wang Chong confidently declared, his hands held behind his back as he looked at the disdainful Black Yin Ancestor.
"Buzz!"
The Zhengqi League Lord Song Yuanyi had been prepared to step forward and have the Black Yin Ancestor replace Ghost Owl, but upon hearing these words, he couldn't help but frown and swallow back the words that had been on his lips.
On the other side, the crowd was stunned, and after a few moments of silence, the several hundred disciples of the Five Ancestor Alliance exploded with laughter. Even Young Master Qingyang and the Black Yin Ancestor had a mocking smile on their faces.
Wang Chong's performance was that of an arrogant and conceited scoundrel!
Young Master Qingyang had already reached his limit by commanding an initial-level Profound Martial expert to defeat an initial-level Imperial Martial expert, but Wang Chong wanted to choose someone even stronger?
Who did he think he was?
This scoundrel simply didn't know the immensity of the heavens.
"Hmph, and here I thought that he had some sort of skill, but if he wants to learn from me, not just anyone can do it!"
Young Master Qingyang waved his sleeve and sneered, his entire body relaxing.
"Young Master has always been unique. This person is nothing more than a clown!"
An indifferent voice came from behind Young Master Qingyang, that high-spirited guard who had been standing guard at his side the entire time.
Young Master Qingyang silently smiled.
On the other side, the Black Yin Ancestor also gave a strange chuckle. This kid's arrogance knew no bounds. He actually wanted to command an ordinary Profound Martial expert to defeat a top-class Imperial Martial expert like Ghost Owl.
This was simply a joke.
"Haha, kid, if you want to show off, this ancestor will help you!"
The Black Yin Ancestor gave a strange chuckle, and he looked at Wang Chong like he was looking at a dead man. Whether it was true or not, this kid was doomed!
"Young Master Qingyang (Wang Chong), have you gone mad? Why did you agree to this match? Ghost Owl cultivates the Ghost Prison Art and is an extremely powerful martial artist. Moreover, he's always been vicious and merciless, and he's also an extremely experienced fighter. You shouldn't have agreed to this match! "
Song Youran rushed up to Wang Chong and tightly gripped his arm. She was about to go crazy from anger at Wang Chong.
The Zhengqi League expert that Wang Chong had chosen to fight Ghost Owl was ashen. This was no longer a battle, but a suicide mission!
"Young Master Qingyang, I know that you're real, but can we switch to someone else for this match?!"
His lips trembled as he spoke. The only reason he had not collapsed was because he had seen Wang Chong command his people to kill Black General Impermanence and force the Black Yin Ancestor into submission. But this was different from the previous battles. This was not a battle between groups, but between individuals.
The difference was too great, and he had no chance of victory.
"Relax! I'm here! If the situation doesn't look good, I'll have you concede! "
Wang Chong patted him on the shoulder and comforted him.
"Young Master Qingyang, have you gone mad? Do you know what you're saying?"
Song Youran was both anxious and angry.
"This isn't a game! Do you know what will happen if you lose?!"
This was no longer a simple match, and it had nothing to do with this Zhengqi League disciple or Ghost Owl. It was a matter of whether or not Young Master Qingyang was real or fake.
If Wang Chong lost, it would prove that Song Yuanyi had been fooled by a fake Young Master Qingyang. With so many people watching, even if Song Yuanyi was unwilling, he could only kill Wang Chong to serve as a warning to the rest of the world.
But he seemed to be completely unaware of the gravity of this matter, and he was still able to laugh.
But Wang Chong seemed not to hear. Instead, he stared at Song Youran and asked another question.
"You said just now that Ghost Owl cultivates the Ghost Prison Art?"
"You're still asking me this question at a time like this? Who doesn't know that Ghost Owl cultivates the Ghost Prison Art?! "
Song Youran was flustered and exasperated.
Wang Chong said nothing, but a strange light appeared in his eyes.
"The Ghost Prison Art? This is going to be fun! "
Regardless of how angry Song Youran was, the match quickly began.
"Listen to me. In a little while, seal the Shaoshang, Shaoyang, and Mingmen acupuncture points. In addition, listen for my orders. Once I tell you to attack, attack immediately. Don't worry about anything else!"
Wang Chong whispered into the Profound Martial realm disciple's ear.
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