Chapter 592
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"Mm?" Hearing someone object, the beautiful attendant in charge of this season's competition frowned. She coldly looked at Wang Mang and doubtfully asked, "What objection do you have?"
Wang Mang took a deep breath and resolutely walked to the center of the square. He said in a clear voice, "As far as I know, Long Bufan's strength is only at the early first layer of the Divine Sea realm. As for me, I am at the second layer of the Divine Sea realm. With a difference of one level, it is easy to imagine who is stronger and who is weaker. Previously, because I didn't know the rules of the array world, I accidentally left the boundary and was judged to have failed. Therefore, I refuse to accept this result. "
For Wang Mang, putting aside the prizes and pills, he absolutely couldn't give up the chance to challenge the top five core disciples. As long as he could successfully advance to the Heavenly Sun Mansion, the cultivation resources allocated by the sect would be several times more than the Earth Hall's.
At that time, with these enormous resources, he was confident that he could break through to the third layer of the Divine Sea realm within two years. With such strength, he would not necessarily lose to the Heavenly Sun Mansion's senior apprentice brother, Qin Yue. Afterwards, he planned to reach the fourth layer of the Divine Sea realm before the age of thirty and ascend to the top direct disciple of the Blue Cloud Pavilion.
If so, his position in the sect would skyrocket and no one would be able to shake it.
However, the promotion plan that he had been planning for so long was ruined today because of a lucky brat. If it was someone who could defeat him in terms of strength, Wang Mang could accept his loss wholeheartedly. This meant that there was indeed something lacking in his abilities.
However, in the end, it was only because of the rules of the array that he had failed. This resentment was something that he could not swallow no matter what.
Feeling the questioning gazes around him, Long Bufan rubbed his nose and chose to remain silent.
"Are you questioning the result of the stone tablet's runic array evaluation?"
At this time, a cold snort suddenly sounded from the high platform in the square. Soon after, the left protector of the sect named 'Hong Lie' suddenly stood up.
This was a red-haired old man with an unyielding face. He had a head full of fiery red hair and a green scaled long saber on his back. His upper body was bare, and his muscles were bulging. It was hard to imagine that an old man over fifty years old could have such a strong body that contained such terrifying explosive power.
This cold snort of his clearly contained True Essence, and the sound waves contained a tyrannical Origin Energy. Wang Mang, who bore the brunt of it, was instantly unable to withstand the pressure, and staggered back several steps.
Wang Mang's expression changed as he looked at the sect's big shot on the stage. That person's powerful aura gave him a feeling that was too terrifying. He quickly lowered his head and said, "Disciple doesn't dare!"
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This man was called Qing Cang. He wore a green robe and had a mature voice. However, he had the appearance of a handsome young man. He held a paper fan in his hand and gave off a scholarly aura.
Hong Lie blew his beard and glared as he snorted angrily. "I am bullying the young. What can an ugly person like you, who has used the Face Preserving Technique, do to me?!"
Qing Cang immediately flew into a rage when he heard this. His body emitted a dense green swirl as he angrily rebuked, "Who are you calling an ugly person?!"
"I'm talking about you. What are you going to do about it?" Hong Lie was not to be outdone. A terrifying fiery red swirl also appeared on his strong body.
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