Chapter 1030
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Chapter 1030: Slapped Away!
As an hour approached, many people could no longer wait and stepped onto the stage to challenge.
The other stages had already begun fierce battles, but the tenth stage remained quiet with only one figure moving.
However, many people are interested in watching the jokes of the Overlord Sect here.
"Martial Brother Deng’s martial arts skills are extremely strong. There are very few people among his peers who have a stronger physical body!"
"If it weren’t for constantly using Yuan Qi to temper his physical body, Martial Brother Deng would probably have reached a cultivation level beyond the fourth stage of the Yuan True Realm. He might even reach the sixth stage!"
"Haha, look at that kid’s thin arms and legs. Can he withstand a punch from Martial Brother Deng?"
"Little Deng is indeed a bit bullying, but it’s not entirely his fault. That kid is just too arrogant!"
On the tenth platform, the group from Jixuan Sect crossed their arms and watched as Martial Brother Deng rushed towards Su Yi, discussing eagerly.
"The Overlord Sect will ultimately be nothing more than a joke!"
In the audience, there were also many people who wanted to see Su Yi’s jokes.
Everyone knew the final result. That kid was destined to not have much success on this platform.
A 17-year-old boy, no matter how talented or gifted he is, what level can he reach?
At this moment, everyone just wanted to see if he could withstand a few moves from Martial Brother Deng.
"Die!"
Martial Brother Deng stepped onto the stage and took a few steps forward, standing in front of Su Yi.
In an instant, his right arm raised, and a fist the size of a rice bowl emitted a dazzling golden light, bursting out with a brilliant glow. The fierce force created a huge explosion in the air!
Martial Brother Deng had a fierce expression, with a sneer on his face. He directly smashed his fist towards Su Yi’s head.
He not only wanted to defeat this kid on the stage but also wanted to kill him. After all, this kid had just mocked him and others.
Coming to this stage, he must have already prepared for death.
"Hehe…"
On stage and in the audience, many people were looking at this scene and laughing.
They could imagine the outcome: the young man would be punched in the chest and killed. At the very least, he would be hit so hard that he would cough up blood and be severely injured!
With his cultivation at the fifth level of the Yuan True Realm, his golden attribute energy and extensive martial arts training, his strength was absolutely terrifying!
However, just as everyone was waiting for such a result to happen, what happened next caused the whole arena to fall silent.
"Crack…"
A crisp sound was heard. In the eyes of countless people, the young man who had been standing still didn’t seem to make any movements, but suddenly Martial Brother Deng, who was charging towards him, froze in place and then quickly flew sideways, crashing onto the platform.
"Splat…"
Martial Brother Deng, who had just been full of momentum, coughed up blood and then fell unconscious, not knowing if he was alive or dead.
Everyone could see a red palm print on the left side of his face, which was already swollen, making Martial Brother Deng’s half face look like a pig’s head!
"Goo…"
In this situation, all the people watching were instantly shocked.
Just a moment ago, many people were still laughing, but now they were like a chicken with its throat squeezed, unable to speak and only swallowing saliva.
"So strong!"
Some mentally strong people quickly recovered and exclaimed in amazement.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment. Except for the people battling on another platform who hadn’t noticed the situation here, all the countless figures on the platforms were somewhat dazed.
The figure of the young man on the platform finally made them realize that maybe it wasn’t that simple.
"Martial Brother Deng！"
After being stunned for a while, a disciple from the Jixuan Sect on the platform rushed out to check on the situation of Martial Brother Deng. They saw that he had no reaction, but fortunately, he was still breathing and his life was not in danger!
"Wow, what an amazing kid!"
At this time, the rest of the people from Jixuan Sect also began to have serious thoughts.
It seems that they really underestimated the young man in front of them, allowing him to take advantage and causing Martial Brother Deng to suffer a big loss.
"At least sixth level of the Yuan True Realm, if not higher!"
The leading Martial Brother Zhao’s face turned dark as he looked at Su Yi and made an estimation in his mind.
Being able to slap Little Deng away is not a simple display of strength, even he himself would find it difficult to do.
While it is true that Little Deng’s arrogance was a factor, it also shows the strength of the young man in front.
Martial Brother Zhao had to admit that the other person’s talent far exceeded his own, enough to rival those outstanding figures from top forces.
If given another ten years, this kid will definitely reach even stronger realms, including the Yuan Void Realm, without any difficulty!
"We already said to go together, so we don’t waste time. Are you still considering what to do now?"
Su Yi spread his hands, looking innocent as he said, "I don’t know."
Although he said so, he was still satisfied with everyone’s reaction just now. From now on, no one would think they could be easily bullied.
But the most shocking part is still to come.
"You are indeed very strong, young boy!"
Martial Brother Zhao, with a gloomy face, stared at him like an eagle and said coldly, "Let me test you and see how capable you really are!"
As soon as Martial Brother Zhao finished speaking, he suddenly rose into the air.
During the ascent, he also held a sharp long sword in his hand.
When the majestic vitality poured into the sword, a sharp sound echoed through the sky, as if a fierce hawk tearing through gold and breaking stones!
A magnificent force surged out and transformed into a powerful sword energy, descending from above with great might.
This Martial Brother Zhao unleashed most of his strength with impressive momentum.
He no longer looked down on the young man, but wanted to test his actual abilities first.
"Martial Brother Zhao has taken action, he will surely defeat that arrogant kid!"
"Kill him to avenge Martial Brother Deng, Martial Brother Zhao!"
The remaining eighteen disciples of the Jixuan Sect clenched their fists, each one cheering for Martial Brother Zhao.
They no longer underestimated the young man, but under the attack of Martial Brother Zhao, even if the opponent could resist, they would ultimately be defeated!
Outside the arena, many spectators stared intently at the majestic sword light, hoping to finally see the true abilities of the young man.
"In the end, he will still be defeated. The senior disciples of Jixuan Sect have formidable cultivation, ranking among the top in all third-rate factions!"
"No matter how strong that kid is, he can never win in the end!"
"He is all alone, Overlord Sect is nothing but a joke!"
The crowd kept murmuring, noticing the remarkable qualities of the young person from Overlord Sect, but there were occasional sneers.
These people had underestimated the young person earlier, which made them feel embarrassed.
However, since Overlord Sect only has one person, they will inevitably be unable to defeat twenty opponents and be the one left standing on the platform in the end.
Ultimately, Overlord Sect is still a joke, even if the young person’s strength is formidable and talent is extraordinary, it can’t change this result.
And for the crowd, this is enough.
They only care about the final outcome, as long as the young person is eliminated, all the embarrassment and awkwardness will gradually dissipate.
"Sigh, if you don’t listen, don’t blame me!"
Facing the fierce sword light of Martial Brother Zhao, Su Yi sighed softly, poured strength into his right arm, and punched again, rushing to meet it, his fist collided with the dazzling sword light!
"Boom…"
A loud bang reverberated, a terrible storm erupted, the sky shook, and the earth trembled. The terrifying energy surged like raging waves in the sea, sweeping across the arena.
Then, Su Yi stepped on the stage that was infused with forbidden power, and he soared into the sky like a cannonball, piercing through the violent energy and arriving beside Martial Brother Zhao!
He raised his hand and slapped directly!
"Smack…"
Accompanied by a crisp sound similar to before, Martial Brother Zhao’s figure fell straight down like a boulder, crashing onto the arena floor!
"Crack, crack, crack…"
The bluestone stage, which had been restricted by a powerful Yuan Emperor Realm expert, also cracked and spread beneath Martial Brother Zhao.
"Puff…"
Fresh blood gushed out from his mouth, and Martial Brother Zhao’s face turned pale. He seemed weakened.
However, compared to the earlier condition of Little Deng, his state had improved significantly!
At the same time, both the remaining members of Jixuan Sect and those who were making the most noise earlier in the audience were shocked again!
One move!
Just one move!
The most powerful disciple of Jixuan Sect was directly slapped and sent flying!
Many people knew that the senior disciple of Jixuan Sect was a seventh-level cultivator of the Yuan True Realm, quite strong indeed. Yet, he couldn’t withstand a single move from this kid, which was truly astonishing!
It had to be acknowledged that many people, at this moment, began to reevaluate that young Overlord Sect disciple, placing him among the most outstanding of the younger generation from third-rate sects.
"I have to admit, his talent is really scary! Maybe this time, he will be noticed by strong people from top forces and be accepted as a disciple."
Someone spoke with a sour tone and reluctantly said.
They have begun to recognize the strength of that kid from Overlord Sect, but they still don’t think he can make it to the end.
"Just wait and see, Jixuan Sect won’t give him any chance anymore!"
"That’s enough, being so young and with such advanced cultivation, there will definitely be strong people willing to take him as a disciple!"
"Hmph, let’s wait until he can walk off the arena alive!"
Among the spectators, many people were discussing like this.
They know that with that kid’s strength, he will definitely be noticed by some strong people and be accepted as a disciple.
But deep down, they actually hope that the kid will die on the arena.
If not, how can they regain the lost face?