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A metal box...
Upon hearing Beitang Mo's description of the Hongjian Nine anti-tank missile launcher, Ye Huan felt an overwhelming urge to give Beitang Mo a good beating. After all, even in the places Ye Huan had lived, the Hongjian Nine anti-tank missile launcher, despite its unremarkable appearance, was still a world-class anti-tank weapon. How could it be compared to a mere metal box?
Filled with frustration and determined to show Beitang Mo just how impressive Arms could be, Ye Huan slowly opened the top cover of the Hongjian Nine anti-tank missile launcher. Coldly, he addressed Beitang Mo, "Beitang Mo, don't say I don't respect you as a senior in the Cultivator realm. If we truly engage in battle, don't blame me, Ye Huan, for being merciless!"
"Haha, as expected of a disciple from Yuxu Palace. Good, with that statement, I won't feel ashamed to challenge a younger generation..."
Beitang Mo was somewhat noncommittal about Ye Huan's words. Even though Ye Huan had demonstrated the power of the Hongjian Nine anti-tank missile launcher earlier, Beitang Mo did not believe he would lose. The reason was simple: in Beitang Mo's eyes, being able to blow away a mound of earth from several dozen meters away was certainly impressive, but it wasn't invincible. Moreover, the large size of the Hongjian Nine gave Beitang Mo an impression that it would be cumbersome to maneuver. He continued speaking after his previous remarks:
"Alright, I believe you understand the rules of challenges between Cultivators. Let's get started!"
"Wait... what rules did you just mention?"
Ye Huan hurriedly interrupted Beitang Mo. When he heard the word "rules," he immediately thought of the various regulations often mentioned during challenges among professionals in Jiuzhou—mainly about fair combat and such. As for the rules among Cultivators, Ye Huan had been so focused on cultivation back in Eastern State that he wasn't very clear on them; confusion even flickered across his face.
'This kid, does he really not know the rules for challenges among Cultivators?'
Narrowing his eyes and taking in Ye Huan's expression, Beitang Mo was quite surprised that Ye Huan was unaware of the rules for initiating challenges among Cultivators. In Eastern State, every disciple who joined a sect learned about these rules as their first lesson. It was said that misfortune should not befall one's family; to prevent certain disciples from causing trouble outside and bringing disaster upon their sects, many sects in the Eastern State had established this rule: any disciple who privately challenged someone else outside, regardless of victory or defeat, would leave their life and death to fate.
It was precisely because of this rule that Beitang Mo had dared to challenge Ye Huan. On one hand, it could resolve the recent conflict regarding members of Dragon Hall killing numerous Eastern State Cultivators; on the other hand, it also related to the ongoing disputes between Heavenly Dragon Sect and Yuxu Palace in recent years.
In recent years, it has become quite common for large sects of the Righteous Path to emerge in Eastern State. However, it is rare to see two sects of similar strength recruiting disciples in the same area. Unfortunately, the Yuxu Palace and Heavenly Dragon Sect are precisely such cases. Both located on the West Coast of Eastern State and both being super sects, they have long harbored intentions of swallowing each other. The only thing that has prevented them from openly clashing is that the leaders of both sects have shown remarkable patience, refraining from tearing off the masks they wear. Behind the scenes, however, they have already begun their scheming against one another, leading to a stalemate where neither could gain the upper hand. Eventually, they proposed a fair contest to determine which sect would dominate.
Of course, this was all quite normal. Given the situation, deciding who would take the lead between Heavenly Dragon Sect and Yuxu Palace through a fair competition seemed reasonable. However, a few months ago, an individual named Ye Huan suddenly emerged from Yuxu Palace. He was said to possess extraordinary talent and had progressed from a novice disciple to a Fasting Period Cultivator in just two months. Initially skeptical, Beitang Mo's doubts began to fade as soon as he laid eyes on Ye Huan.
Ye Huan exuded a bloody aura typical of a Cultivator. Regardless of whether his strength was formidable or not, this alone was enough to categorize him as a demonic Cultivator. Coupled with the existing grievances between Heavenly Dragon Sect and Yuxu Palace, Beitang Mo knew he had to seize this opportunity. If he allowed Ye Huan to participate in the upcoming competition between the two major sects in less than half a year without taking advantage of it, he would never forgive himself.
With a complex gaze fixed on Ye Huan, Beitang Mo felt compelled to inform him about the rules regarding challenges among Cultivators. Although he believed Ye Huan must already be aware of them, he still slowly explained that any disputes arising from fights outside would not implicate their respective sects.
"Are you saying that even if I die at your hands, Yuxu Palace won't stand up for me?"
After hearing Beitang Mo's explanation, Ye Huan looked at him with an odd expression but felt elated inside. Given Beitang Mo's clear advantage in their confrontation, Ye Huan had been contemplating how to defeat him and leave easily. To his surprise, Beitang Mo had provided him with an excuse.
Regardless of whether this excuse was true or not, it was evident that all the thousands of Cultivators in the sky had heard it. If Beitang Mo were to be killed, no one would dare speak against it.
"Indeed..."
Receiving confirmation from Beitang Mo only fueled Ye Huan's resolve. Without further hesitation, he flipped his hand and produced the Summoning Book. At the same time, Beitang Mo began his move; as soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand that had previously held the Sunny Light Sword and charged toward Ye Huan with the intent of engaging him in close combat.
'Not a bad idea, but what a pity!'
Having anticipated Beitang Mo's probing action, Ye Huan prioritized defense when facing someone who had lived for who knows how many years. With his meridians injured by Blood Refinement Sword Qi, his defenses were even more fortified. As he pressed down on the Summoning Book, an immense amount of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy instantly coalesced into Riot Shields surrounding him and forming a wall over five meters thick that blocked Beitang Mo outside.
Whether it was due to the Summoning Book absorbing Blood Refinement Sword Qi or not, after releasing such a large number of Riot Shields, Ye Huan felt no depletion of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy within the Summoning Book. This realization brought him great joy as he quickly continued flipping through the pages of the Summoning Book...
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