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It was my turn, and it was time for him to witness my true strength. Zong was indeed unfortunate; Chu Yunfeng had encountered Mu Qinglong. Meanwhile, Xiao Zhang provocatively glanced at Mu Qinglong, not even bothering to look at Gu Yi as he pondered. It seemed that Old Sand Town would soon face me.
Xiao Zhang probably couldn't compare to the person before him. A skinny camel is still bigger than a horse, and that match wouldn't be easy to bluff through.
As he spoke, he took a step forward, standing before Sima Wuduan. Although that step caught Sima Wuduan's attention, he couldn't help but think that the person in front of him was merely a Peak Golden Core cultivator. How dare he challenge himself?
"May I ask your esteemed name? Do you know if this is the first tier battlefield here?"
"I'm a Loose Cultivator, Jiang. I've come here to test my limits."
Gu Qing nodded lightly and bowed slightly, showing no signs of fear.
"Do you really think that Sima Wuduan is tired and can't handle a mere Golden Core cultivator like me? Do you think I have some reliance on magical artifacts? Perhaps I'm just overly confident," he said.
Then he arrived. Ye Youluo surprisingly showed a hint of a smile, appearing quite interested in the battle ahead.
"Doesn't he know how Jiang managed to defeat Brother Xiao back then?" Tenglan joked while pointing at Xiao Zhang.
"Jiang is probably stronger than we imagine," Ru Ming remarked. "But right now, he's really at a disadvantage." Xiao Zhang appeared indifferent.
"No," Hong Yulong interjected from the side, resting his forehead on one hand while tapping his knee with the other. Shaking his head, he said, "Who told that guy to be so foolish? I don't know why he would share his secret technique, One Qi Three Purities, with someone else. That could lead to trouble for Bu Luo. Not just Xiao Zhang; even if those three teamed up, they might only last a few dozen moves against him. I really don't understand what that guy was thinking—did someone hit him in the head?"
After the Sky East Tournament, Jiang Ding will be envied by those from other sects.
Xiao Zhang had a look of divine confidence, while Ye Youluo beside him kept laughing without stopping. The moment he opened his mouth, it left Xiao Zhang feeling exasperated.
"I don't deny it," I said, preparing to bring him to our sect.
"Wait a minute," I interjected. Ye Youluo's words could be interpreted in many ways. How could a man of stature like him deny such a thing? It was absurd!
How could I be sure he would join our sect? Perhaps the Ninth Underworld would also have a chance to get involved. Besides, he claimed he couldn't wait for the Sky East Tournament to end. Should I believe him?
Bang!
Xiao Zhang slammed the table, pointing directly at Ye Youluo, his anger palpable. Yet, he was unsure whether to trust what Ye Youluo was saying. As he thought about it, Gu Ben had come not just for Ye Youluo, and the dangers were evident. The crowd hadn't seen Ye Youluo's true combat power yet, which allowed them to breathe a little easier. But Xiao Zhang knew that Ye Youluo could challenge anyone.
Did he really think I would believe him?
He was defying fate; if I didn't trust him, did that mean I didn't believe in destiny?
A fight broke out.
Hong Yulong knew that Xiao Zhang would never let Ye Youluo off the hook easily. Yan Dong took the opportunity to avoid the confrontation, while Tian Zai and others were already on the battlefield at different locations. Regardless of how things unfolded, those cultivators from the World of Mortals wouldn't retreat an inch. If Mingyue took even a small step back now, when they met again on the battlefield next month, it might mean retreating a great distance—perhaps ten steps, a hundred steps, or even thousands of steps. Their resolve was unwavering, just like Sima Wuduan at this moment.
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