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Chapter 508: Any Ideas, Somewhat
The scene was silent.
The people of the Yama Sect were all dumbfounded, as if they had not expected things to turn out like this.
They did not know the reason behind it.
If they knew that this matter was related to the Yama Sect's divine art, they might not be like this.
"Oh my god!"
"A Golden Immortal versus a Heavenly Immortal! The difference is a little too great!"
Lin Fan pondered over it. In the past, he would have been killed instantly in such a situation.
The disciple from the Yama Sect had average talent and was not a genius. On the other hand, the young man from the Yama Sect was extremely terrifying. He was extremely talented and belonged to the Heavenly Pride category. The difference between the two was extremely huge.
They were not on the same level at all.
However, what surprised Lin Fan was that.
The two of them were clearly not equal in strength, so why were they still fighting so hard and insisting?
There must be a secret in this.
It must be because it was too important that this ordinary Golden Immortal disciple had to grit his teeth and persevere. In the end, it was a pity that he was directly sent flying.
Sect Master Yan's face was ashen, and his ten fingers were clenched tightly.
He never expected that things would turn out like this. The other party had never thought of allowing the Yama Sect to take back any sacred art and directly sent such a terrifying clansman from the first match.
"Sigh, what a pity." The clan elder sighed.
"This disciple's strength is not bad, his will is very strong, but in the end, he is still a bit lacking. This [Five Demon Heaven-Flipping Palm] can only be taken from the Yama Sect. From now on, it will be our clan's mystic art."
"However, there are still many more mystic arts. This old man thinks that with the Yama Sect's foundation, there will definitely be even more powerful disciples."
When Sect Master Yan heard these words, he felt that it was extremely ear-piercing.
He didn't say a word.
He just sat there.
Backstage.
The elder saw the situation in front of him and his hands and feet trembled slightly.
He looked at the disciples in front of him.
He felt that it was too difficult.
There was no hope anymore.
"Elder, let me go." Qing Yue said.
She had already seen the scene just now and already knew how terrifying the strength of the other party was. Even if she went up, it would be useless, but there were some things that could not be withdrawn.
The elder shook his head and said, "You are not a match, going up is just humiliating yourself."
They were very unwilling.
He was unwilling to be so powerless.
This feeling was really not good at all.
But it was also not good to not go up.
Otherwise, all the mystic arts could only be given to others for free, and from then on, they would have nothing to do with the Yama Sect.
On the arena.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtQin Wutian looked down on the crowd with a proud expression, looking down on all the disciples.
"Is there anyone else who wants to come?"
"The first match has already ended. It's time for the second match. In my opinion, why don't we do this? Everyone who wants to participate in the follow-up matches can come up together. It just so happens that it can end quickly."
"I don't know when this will end. I don't have time to waste on you."
He was indeed qualified to say such words.
He was invincible in the Yama Sect, and no disciple could compete with him.
Xiang Fei said softly, "This guy is pretty arrogant."
"Indeed, he is arrogant. However, I have to admit that he is pretty strong. He is stronger than most of the elites. If you don't use your Holy Weapon, you might not be a match for him." Lin Fan said.
He could see through his opponent's capabilities with a single glance.
However, he was very puzzled now.
What was the problem between the Yan Luozong and the clan?
It gave him the feeling that something was wrong.
At this time.
Qin Wutian's words caused the disciples of the Yama Sect to be dissatisfied.
"Damn it, what an arrogant guy. Who can suppress him?"
"Even Senior Brother Chen is not his match. Who else can be his match?"
They looked at the guy who was standing on the arena and showing off his strength. The blood in their hearts was completely boiling. They wanted to teach him a lesson, but their strength could not support him to do this.
Just at this time.
A figure appeared in the arena.
Qing Yue walked out.
When the disciples of Yama Sect saw the person who appeared, they all boiled up. It was Eldest Senior Sister, but soon, they became worried.
Could Eldest Senior Sister really do it?
After all, even Senior Brother Chen was no match for the other party.
"Hehe, I didn't expect that a lady would come out to fight. I didn't expect that. Could it be that the Yama Sect doesn't have a man?"
The corners of Qin Wutian's mouth curled up, and he didn't take Qing Yue seriously at all.
Qing Yue cupped her fists and said, "Please enlighten me."
"Alright, don't worry. I'm a very good person. I know how to treat women with tenderness. If anything happens later, it can only be said that everything is an accident, such as suddenly breaking clothes or something." Qin Wutian said slowly.
However, when he said these words.
Qing Yue's expression became very ugly.
However, she still maintained her calm.
The clan elder smiled and said, "Sect Master Yan, this girl is not bad. Her cultivation level is not bad, but she seems to be weaker than the last one. Could it be that the Yama Sect wants to give up the mystic art that they do not need and wait until the mystic art is needed before sending out stronger disciples?"
"If that is the case, then Sect Master Yan is a little bad."
When Sect Master Yan heard this, he was so angry that his liver was about to explode. He really did not expect the clan elders to be so shameless.
Every word of his was so heartbreaking.
Could he say that the first disciple from before was already the strongest disciple of the Yama Sect?
At this time.
The competition on the arena was about to begin.
Qing Yue circulated her qi. A celestial treasure of decent grade appeared from within her body and then revolved around her body. With a wave of her arm, the moon wheel turned into a stream of light and swept out.
"Not bad."
Qin Wutian said with a smile. He did not move at all, allowing the crescent moon to attack. Ding! Ding! Ding! There was a blurry light curtain around him, forming an extremely strong defense to block all these attacks.
Qing Yue's expression was extremely grave.
The difference in strength between the two was too great.
This immortal treasure of hers had once been obtained in a secret realm. Although it was not an extraordinary immortal treasure, its power was still very good.
Only now.
She was unable to break through the defense of Qin Wutian, making her a little anxious.
She did not know what to do next.
Qin Wutian let his opponent attack for a while. He felt that it was about time. He raised his hand and flicked at the void. The Moon Wheel was hit and bounced back with a bang.
For Qing Yue, she felt an irresistible force coming from the Moon Wheel. She stepped back and controlled the Moon Wheel to return to her side.
She looked at her opponent warily.
She had already completely felt the difference.
Mu Yu, who was standing next to Qin Yang, was very nervous. The hand that was holding Qin Yang's arm was very hard. Qin Yang was happy in it. Although it was a little tight, it showed that his position in the other party's heart was still a little high.
Of course.
He looked at Qin Wutian with a hostile look.
What a wild kid.
It's one thing to be arrogant in front of me, Qin Yang, but don't you see that my Brother Lin is also here?
If you provoke my Brother Lin, you will know what is called a miserable life.
On the arena.
"That's right, this immortal treasure was displayed by you with a very strong might, but unfortunately, it was still a bit lacking in the end." Qin Wutian said with a smile. Then he raised his hand, and the void in front of him shook slightly. "Since that's the case, let's see how this move of mine works."
"Nebula, shatter the void."
Qin Wutian gently pushed his palm forward.
The void in front of him seemed to be controlled by his opponent.
There were many specks of light densely covering the void. As he gently pushed, those specks of light turned into an invisible stream of light and attacked Qing Yue.
A sense of crisis attacked.
The Moon Wheel that was wrapped around Qing Yue rotated and guarded in front of her.
Pilipala!
The full moon spun, intercepting the incoming light spots.
The sound transmitted out was like beans popping.
Qing Yue's forehead was covered in sweat.
The pressure was too great.
She controlled the Moon Wheel to block the other party's attack, but it was too dense. Her qi did not even have time to circulate. Suddenly, her pupils contracted violently.
Puchi!
A light dot pierced through her shoulder, directly piercing a bloody hole through her shoulder. A large amount of blood flowed out.
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Another light spot brushed against her face, leaving a scar.
The corner of her clothes was shattered.
It was as if there were insects nibbling away at her.
Qing Yue's expression changed greatly. She already knew what the other party was thinking. Just like what she said earlier, he wanted to shatter her clothes on the arena.
She activated the Moon Wheel and turned it into a shield, hiding behind the shield. The specks of light continued to bombard the shield.
It was difficult for Qing Yue to resist.
Her footsteps kept sliding backwards.
At this time.
Sect Master Yan clenched his fists. He could clearly see the scene on the arena. How could he not know the other party's intentions? The anger in his heart rose as if it had been doused with oil.
When the clan elder on the side saw this situation, a faint smile appeared on his lips.
"Sect Master Yan, fists and feet are blind. Sometimes, it is normal for some misunderstandings to occur. You are also an elder. You won't hold these things in your heart, right?"
The reason he came this time was not only because he did not want to return the mystic art, but also to humiliate the other party.
"Enough is enough." Sect Master Yan said while holding back his anger.
The clan elder laughed, "Why don't Sect Master Yan let these disciples surrender? Why do you have to persist so bitterly?"
Sect Master Yan knew what would happen if this continued, so he directly sent a message to Qing Yue, "Stand down, admit defeat."
Qing Yue, who was struggling to resist, heard Sect Master's voice, and her face revealed an unwilling expression.
However, she had to listen to Sect Master's words.
She took advantage of the opportunity.
She directly rolled off the stage.
"Hahaha..." Qin Wu Tian laughed loudly, "I didn't think that I would admit defeat. I didn't expect this. If I had to say it, does your Yama Sect disciple really have no ability at all?"
"You don't even want the mystic art?"
"If you don't admit defeat, the Yama Sect will have one less mystic art."
"Ai!"
"Forget it, what is there to talk about with the weak?"
Qin Wutian muttered to himself.
Then, he looked down.
"What? Who else can be unconvinced?"
"If you are not convinced, come up. Let me see how strong you are."
His strength was very strong, so he naturally did not put others in his eyes.
Qin Yang came to Lin Fan's side and said, "Brother Lin, do you have any thoughts?"
"A little" Lin Fan said.
Mu Yu was so anxious that she was about to cry. Seeing her senior sister like this, she was very angry. She looked at Qin Wutian on the stage, her eyes full of anger.
Qin Yang said, "Then go teach him a lesson?"
"Alright."
Then, he saw a disciple wearing a mask standing at the side. He patted the other party on the shoulder and took off his mask.
"Let me borrow your mask for a bit."