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"Hahaha..." Zhao Shanyu laughed upon hearing this and said, "Wang Yi, what do you think? Don't worry, besides us, there’s no one else. We won't let anyone know about you calling me grandpa."
"Bastard, say that again?" Niu Meng shouted angrily.
"Niu Meng, stop." Wang Yi's face darkened, his fists clenched tightly as he looked at Zhao Shanyu and gritted his teeth, saying, "Hmph, there are still two hours. Are you so sure you can win?" Yet deep down, he felt bitter. Zhao Shanyu had the advantage in numbers, and the chances of finding the Wooden Plaque were countless times greater than his own. He had only achieved his current gains due to an unexpected fortune.
No!
Absolutely not!
I cannot concede defeat like this!
"What does it matter if there are still two hours? I, Wang Yi, will definitely win this gamble." Wang Yi clenched his fists tightly, filled with resentment as he thought, his knuckles turning white under the pressure.
"Wang Yi, stop pretending to be tough in front of me. You’re bound to lose this time; just wait to call me grandpa three times!" Zhao Shanyu said with a triumphant smile. "Let’s go." With that, he led everyone forward.
"Big brother, we will win," Niu Meng said seriously while waving his fist.
"Mm." Wang Yi saw confidence in Niu Meng's eyes, and a belief that he would not fear any failure arose in his heart. He couldn't help but feel a surge of passion: "I will definitely win."
The next morning, a red sun broke through the clouds and slowly rose in the eastern sky, heralding a new day.
In the Deep Forest, danger lurked everywhere; the sounds of roars and clashing swords were incessant, making one feel terrified as they walked through.
Wang Yi walked alone in the woods; the gentle spring breeze brushed past him, causing his clothes to flutter gracefully. To find more Wooden Plaques and to surpass Zhao Shanyu, he decided to split up with Niu Meng.
Looking around at the surroundings within a hundred feet, there was not a single person in sight.
Wang Yi took a deep breath; his expression was somewhat strained as he tightened his fists. Suddenly, a brilliant golden light caught his eye. He momentarily lost focus but then followed the trail to see a Golden Wooden Plaque quietly lying under a tree. Overjoyed, he hurried over to pick it up.
What luck! He found a Golden Wooden Plaque early in the morning.
Wang Yi's confidence soared as he began searching aimlessly in the Deep Forest.
Suddenly, a piercing scream echoed: "Help!"
Wang Yi's expression changed slightly, and his speed suddenly increased as he appeared over ten zhang away.
"Brother Wang, help!" a disciple cried out in terror as he ran from the front. His arm was torn by some beast, flesh lifted like turf, blood gushing out, exposing white bone, a horrifying sight.
"Aw." A wolf howl broke through the air. Where the Sonic Wave passed, a cold wind suddenly arose. Then, a giant wolf burst out from a thicket, pouncing on the boy and biting into his neck with sharp teeth. Blood gushed forth like a fountain, and he was already dead. The strong smell of blood spread through the Deep Forest, making Wang Yi's blood boil and causing him to feel nauseous.
A living disciple was killed by this giant wolf right before Wang Yi's eyes, yet he was powerless to save him.
"Red-Headed Wolf." Wang Yi's expression changed slightly as he saw the giant wolf standing two meters tall, with strong limbs and smooth gray-black fur that glimmered in the sunlight. What stood out was its flame-colored wolf head, which looked like a ball of fire leaping through the air as it charged.
"Aw." The Red-Headed Wolf bit off one of the boy's arms and looked at Wang Yi, howling with its head raised. Its eyes were blood-red and filled with ferocity. A drool dripped from its fierce mouth, filling the air with an unbearable stench. A dangerous aura emanated from it, surging toward Wang Yi like a tide.
Wang Yi snorted coldly. Before he could make a move, he saw the Red-Headed Wolf pounce at him. The air ripped apart as a red shadow swept past Wang Yi's side.
"Aw." The Red-Headed Wolf howled long and revealed its sharp fangs. A cold glint flickered from its teeth as it kicked off with its hind legs, sending dirt flying and creating an arc in the air as it extended its front paw toward Wang Yi.
A fierce look flashed across Wang Yi's face. Transforming his palm into a blade, he shouted softly. The first move of the Crimson Sun Blade Technique, "Breaking Flow," sliced through the air. The atmosphere surged like waves with a loud bang as his palm-blade struck fiercely against the Red-Headed Wolf's claws, producing a metallic clashing sound and sending sparks flying from its claws.
The Red-Headed Wolf whimpered; its previously fierce gaze was replaced by fear. A cruel smile crept onto Wang Yi's lips as his left palm suddenly rose and came down forcefully. With a crack, the sound of breaking bones echoed as the wolf's foreleg snapped. All of this happened in an instant.
A piercing scream escaped from the Red-Headed Wolf's mouth as it twisted its body; this human was far too terrifying, so it decided to flee. However, how could Wang Yi let it escape? He stomped his feet on the ground, launching himself forward with a punch that sent nine tangible fist shadows roaring out like crashing waves through the air. The continuous sounds of impact echoed against the Red-Headed Wolf's body.
The cracking sound of broken ribs resembled frying beans; the Red-Headed Wolf fell from mid-air like a boneless snake and crashed to the ground, blood spilling out and dyeing its gray fur crimson.
Wang Yi glanced at the corpse of the Red-Headed Wolf before looking at the armless boy’s body with a flash of sorrow. How had life become so fragile?
Strength! Only by possessing great strength can one survive in this world.
Wang Yi clenched his fists tightly with determination. His gaze suddenly fell on the boy’s waist; something stirred in his heart as he walked over to the corpse. He reached out his right hand and took out a Storage Bag. Soon after, two Silver Wooden Plaques and one Bronze Plaque appeared in his hand.
"I have avenged you; these three Wooden Plaques are useless on you now, so I will take them for you," Wang Yi murmured as he looked at the corpse.
Immediately, Wang Yi searched the area and hastily buried the boy's body to prevent it from being eaten by the beasts.
After a while, Wang Yi set off again with a sense of urgency. The boy's death made Wang Yi realize the fragility of life; strength is the essential foundation for survival.
At that moment, he suddenly heard voices coming from beside him. Wang Yi moved quickly, and soon two disciples appeared in his sight. They both looked around seventeen or eighteen years old; one had an angry expression, while the other was smiling.
The Short Boy, looking furious, said, "Xiao Cheng, I found this Wooden Plaque first. Hand it over quickly, or don't blame me for being rude!"
"Hmph, according to you, I found this Wooden Plaque first!" The boy named Xiao Cheng replied with a cold smile. "Wooden Plaques are unowned items; whoever gets them first owns them. I suggest you go look elsewhere!" However, he planned not to give up the Wooden Plaque at all.
Wang Yi looked over and saw that Xiao Cheng was holding a Golden Wooden Plaque. No wonder the two were fighting so fiercely. According to the rules of the second round, obtaining just one Golden Wooden Plaque was enough to pass, so its value was evident.
"You two don’t need to argue; I’ll take that Wooden Plaque."
"Who?" Xiao Cheng's expression changed as he looked around. He saw a White-Clad Youth walking out from the forest with a smile on his face. His steps were slow, but with each step he took, Xiao Cheng felt his fear increase, and cold sweat began to bead on his forehead.
The Short Boy looked at the emerging White-Clad Youth in shock and exclaimed, "Brother Wang?"
"Xiao Shidi, I’ll take that Wooden Plaque. What do you think?" Wang Yi said with a calm smile.
"Wang... Brother Wang, I found this Wooden Plaque first. Please go look for another one!" A bead of cold sweat dripped down Xiao Cheng's cheek to the ground. He suddenly felt a chill rise from his feet to his head, freezing his heart and making him shiver uncontrollably.
Xiao Cheng had personally witnessed Wang Yi defeat Zhao Shanyu and was immediately filled with fear. Although they were both Earth Spirit Realm Martial Artists, he did not believe he could fight against Wang Yi.
"Brother Wang, I’ll take my leave." Xiao Cheng hurriedly said before Wang Yi could speak.
"Hand it over!" How could Wang Yi let such an opportunity slip away? He lightly spun on his right foot and appeared before Xiao Cheng like a gust of wind, smiling at him.
Xiao Cheng’s face changed drastically as he gasped in shock. He suddenly felt an overwhelming aura surging towards him; he felt like a willow in the wind or grass in the rain as he fell to the ground.
At that moment, Wang Yi smiled calmly. Before Xiao Cheng could react, he heard the words "Thank you" by his ear. A sharp pain shot through his wrist as he screamed; the Golden Wooden Plaque slipped from his hand.
In the next moment, the Golden Wooden Plaque was already in Wang Yi's hand. He clasped his fists and smiled, saying, "Thank you for your gift, Shidi. Farewell." With that, he leaped away and vanished from their sight.
Xiao Cheng and Short Boy looked at each other, both sensing the fear in each other's eyes.
Short Boy swallowed hard in the midst of his fright and said, "It's terrifying. Facing Brother Wang, I can't muster even a hint of resistance."
Xiao Cheng did not mock Short Boy and nodded in agreement...
Wang Yi put away the Golden Wooden Plaque he had snatched from Xiao Cheng and Short Boy. He glanced around, finding that there was no one within a hundred feet of the forest, and thought to himself, "Zhao Shanyu has the advantage in numbers, yet all I have found so far are one Golden Wooden Plaque, two Silver Wooden Plaques, and one Bronze Plaque. This is far from enough. What should I do?"
"I can only search with all my might now," Wang Yi murmured.
After a while, Wang Yi passed through the forest and arrived at a thicket. Suddenly, a dazzling golden light shone out from the bushes.
Wang Yi was overjoyed. Following the light, he stepped forward and pushed aside some underbrush, retrieving a Golden Wooden Plaque from within. He suppressed his excitement and continued on his way.
As he looked around, he saw thorns everywhere and countless fallen leaves piled thickly among the underbrush.
The weather was clear, with gentle clouds and breezes, making it particularly pleasant to be in this place.
Wang Yi raised his head to look around; there were no signs of human presence here. He thought that the Sect probably wouldn't hide the Wooden Plaques in such a location. Just as he was about to leave, a sudden roar came from the Thicket of Thorns, chilling him to the bone.
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