Martial King Might
"It's Nan Ruo Feng, it's really Nan Ruo Feng!"
"What, Senior Brother Nan has been training for three years, and is finally back."
"Hello Senior Brother Nan, long live Senior Brother Nan!"
Seeing the man who tore through the void and released a dazzling light aura, almost half of the inner sect disciples raised their heads and looked at Nan Ruo Feng with reverence in their eyes.
Huang Shu laughed out loud, he put down his gold sword and waved towards Nan Ruo Feng: "Brother-in-law, you are finally back, I will definitely get first place in the competition for the Mountain River List."
"Very good, I remember that the first place of the Mountain River List has been empty for seven years, this time, someone should be able to take it." Nan Ruo Feng nodded his head indifferently at Huang Shu.
But his words had already caused many of the clan elders' faces to change, they knew that Nan Ruo Feng's strong return was most probably for the Mountain River List.
As for why Nan Ruo Feng, who had already become a true disciple, would suddenly care about the competition for the Mountain River List, it was simple, in the Sacred Grounds, the inner sect was the core, whoever controlled the inner sect, would have the biggest say in the Sacred Grounds.
Of course, Ye Fei and the other disciples did not know about the competition between the upper echelons. Ye Fei only asked Yang Xiao curiously: "The first place of the Mountain River List has been empty for seven years, what's going on?"
"Isn't it because of that pervert Jing Wu Shou, he is clearly a 4th or 5th level Martial Revered expert, but he still refuses to become a true disciple. As long as he is in the inner sect, no one dares to fight with him for the first place, so even if Jing Wu Shou does not return to participate in the competition every year, he is still publicly recognized as the uncrowned king." Yang Xiao said gloomily.
Everyone in the inner sect was envious of the 100 thousand contribution points, and only Jing Wu Shou dared to not participate in the competition, and was so thick-skinned to receive the white collar reward every year.
Ye Fei also broke out in cold sweat when he heard that, he was still curious, the second ranked Tenth Prince had appeared, but the first place was still empty, so that was the reason.
"Seems like Jing Wu Shou is not interested in participating in this year's Mountain River List." Lin Sen quietly added.
"That's not necessarily true." Ye Fei smiled.
Jing Wushou had said that he would definitely return for this year's inner sect competition. Ye Fei also believed that Jing Wushou would definitely do what he said.
Just as the disciples were discussing, Nan Ruo Feng had already arrived at the Clan Elder's seat, and directly sat at Red Lotus Clan Elder's seat. It was obvious that he wanted to replace Red Lotus Clan Elder to personally host the Mountain River List competition.
This caused many of the Mountain River List experts who worshipped Nan Ruo Feng to become excited. Ye Fei secretly observed and realized that of the top 20 experts, more than 70% of them were looking at Nan Ruo Feng excitedly.
"Nan Ruo Feng, what's wrong with you, it's fine that you tore apart my Sacred Land's small world, don't tell me you want to replace this old man and take charge of the Mountain River List?"
Nan Ruofeng's return was already very powerful. Now, he had directly taken over the position of Chief Elder. Elder Red Lotus felt that this was a slap to his face.
"Why can't I? I feel that the rules of the Mountain River List in the past are too simple and crude, and are no longer suitable for the current situation. I hope that Clan Elder will allow me to set up new rules, and make the Mountain River List more interesting. "Nan Ruo Feng spoke gently, with a gentlemanly demeanor.
Just that when he spoke, Nan Ruo Feng still took over Red Lotus Clan Elder's seat. His tone sounded like he was discussing, but it was filled with an unquestionable hint.
Obviously, Nan Ruo Feng was not seeking the Clan Elder's opinion. If he wanted to change the rules, then the rules of the Mountain River List had to be changed according to his wishes.
There was no room for discussion for anyone.
All the Clan Elders were shocked. Red Lotus Clan Elder's face was filled with anger, and said angrily: "Nan Ruo Feng, you do not have the authority, don't forget, you are just a true disciple, your authority is below the Red Robed Clan Elder!"
None of the Clan Elders objected, only Red Lotus Clan Elder objected. In Nan Ruo Feng's eyes, a look of cold arrogance flashed past, and his tone turned cold: "Who says I do not have the authority, also, I am not a true disciple now, but the only true disciple of the Sacred Land!"
Bang!
Nan Ruo Feng who was seated, suddenly released an astonishing Qi that was as heavy as a mountain. Under this Qi, all the Clan Elders who were seated, all revealed looks of shock, their bodies uncontrollably bending down.
All the disciples who were spectating, regardless of whether it was the outer or inner sect disciples, regardless of whether it was Martial Master or Martial Great Lord, all felt their bodies becoming heavy, as though they were carrying a gigantic mountain.
Plop! Plop!
Sounds of people kneeling down could be heard everywhere, including many of the experts of the Mountain River List. Ye Fei also felt that the pressure around him had become extremely heavy, and even breathing had become difficult. He could only frantically activate the Devil Emperor Sutra, to barely dispel the sudden terrifying pressure.
After that, Ye Fei turned to look at the rest, and realized that other than himself, only the Tenth Prince, Yan Bei and Shi Feng could barely stand. The rest, including Lin Sen and Yang Xiao, had no choice but to bend down, one knee trembling as they kneeled on the ground.
Was this Nan Ruo Feng's power?
Just by releasing his Qi, he was able to suppress all the disciples present? At this time, Ye Fei suddenly understood why the arrogant Lin Sen, when mentioning Nan Ruo Feng, would call him an ant.
In truth, Nan Ruo Feng was too strong, the Qi that he released was even stronger than the tenth level Martial Honorable Elder Red Lotus!
"Martial King, Nan Ruo Feng, you actually broke through to Martial King!" Elder Red Lotus shouted in shock.
"Martial King!?"
All the disciples' hearts trembled fiercely. Ye Fei also raised his head and looked at Nan Ruo Feng in shock. This young man was obviously not much older than the people present, but his cultivation realm was too terrifying, to the point that Ye Fei felt powerless.
"Eh, there is actually a disciple who is not affected by my Martial King Qi?" As though he had noticed Ye Fei's gaze, Nan Ruo Feng exclaimed in admiration, but in his eyes, a cold aura flashed past. To Nan Ruo Feng, the disciples of the Sacred Lands could only do two things when facing him.
Kneel down!
Then submit!
But now, there was actually a disciple who was able to stand and resist his Qi. Nan Ruo Feng would not allow it. He immediately harrumphed coldly and increased the pressure of his Martial King Qi.
Plop! Plop!
Yan Bei and Shi Feng were finally unable to withstand the pressure and were forced to kneel down in humiliation. Then, the Tenth Prince also let out a groan and helplessly knelt down with one knee on the ground.
Only Ye Fei was still bitterly holding on. He did not know why he was holding on and not kneeling, but Ye Fei only had one thought in his mind, no matter what, he could not kneel!
If he kneeled at this time, it would mean that he would never be able to raise his head and face Nan Ruo Feng again.
"Hold on, you must hold on!" Ye Fei clenched his teeth so hard that a cracking sound could be heard. Unfortunately, under the terrifying pressure of the Martial Emperor Realm, he could feel his body slowly bending toward the ground.
"Am I going to kneel?" Ye Fei was extremely unwilling, he would rather break his own legs than allow himself to kneel in front of Nan Ruo Feng.
"Interesting." Nan Ruo Feng laughed, but it was a mocking laugh when seeing an ant resisting stubbornly. Nan Ruo Feng immediately decided to completely unleash his Martial King Qi.
Even a Martial Highness would not be able to resist that kind of pressure. He did not believe that a mere Martial Ancestor Realm disciple would be able to withstand it.
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