Chapter 367
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Chapter 367: Help You Keep Your Space Bag!
Looking at Huo Dongqiu, struggling and covered in blood, with the red corners of his mouth and his fist, which was almost exploding with bare bones, the surrounding spectators couldn’t help but feel a chill spreading from their hearts.
At that moment, the group of inner disciples from the Fifteenth Sword Peak were the most affected.
This group of inner disciples had been full of confidence.
Now, the faces of the inner disciples from the Fifteenth Sword Peak, who had originally worn cold sneers, were completely replaced by shock. Their hair stood on end, and they were drenched in sweat!
They had originally planned to take action, but at that moment, they could not bear the fear creeping into their hearts.
Especially the bulky inner disciple, whose cultivation was in the First Grade of the Yuan Spirit Realm. He felt his blood run cold as he watched what had happened to Huo Dongqiu.
The powerful Huo Dongqiu had ended up in such a state after just one move. If he himself had recklessly attacked earlier, he might not have known what the result would be and could have faced an even worse fate than Huo Dongqiu.
One move had severely injured Huo Dongqiu. Such strength needed no further proof.
This was definitely not just an arrogant outer disciple—he had the strength to back up his arrogance.
Zhang Qing’s mouth hung open in shock, his chin nearly dropping to the ground.
Staring at the scene before him, Zhang Qing couldn’t help but rub his eyes hard, wondering if he was hallucinating.
The dust that had filled the air slowly began to settle, revealing Su Yi’s figure. He was wearing the robe of an outer disciple, but it couldn’t conceal his special aura.
The extraordinary sword that had once been in Huo Dongqiu’s hand now appeared in Su Yi’s grasp.
Su Yi wasn’t about to let go of such a valuable sword, probably worth a fortune.
All eyes were fixed on the slender man holding the broken sword, with Huo Dongqiu looking miserable and disheveled—an intense contrast.
There were no fools present, and everyone understood that the ability to defeat Direct Disciple Huo Dongqiu with a single move indicated a strength far superior to Huo Dongqiu’s own.
Huo Dongqiu had already reached the Second Grade of the Yuan Spirit Realm, but he had been heavily wounded by Su Yi and looked so miserable.
Since Su Yi was able to surpass Huo Dongqiu, it was clear that Su Yi’s cultivation must naturally exceed the Yuan Spirit Realm.
Even if they were conservative, Su Yi’s cultivation must be at the Third Grade of the Yuan Spirit Realm, or else he wouldn’t have had the ability to seriously injure Huo Dongqiu with just one move!
As they processed this, many people present gasped in shock, their hearts trembling violently. When they looked at Su Yi again, their eyes were filled with even more astonishment.
Huo Dongqiu was already over twenty years old and only at the Second Grade of the Yuan Spirit Realm. He was an outstanding figure in the entire Divine Sword School, clearly holding the identity of a direct disciple.
Looking at Su Yi, he seemed to be only about fifteen or sixteen years old, yet he had already reached the cultivation level of the Third Grade of the Yuan Spirit Realm.
At such a comparison, many were horrified, shuddering for no reason.
With such cultivation and talent, he could be considered a monstrous existence throughout the Divine Sword School!
“How strong!”
In the far distance, at low altitude, a flying demon beast passed by. Several dignified youths riding on its back were equally astonished, their jaws dropping in disbelief, their faces filled with shock.
“How handsome!”
On the square, many female disciples were gazing at the resolute and slender young man. The mesmerized look on their faces revealed the ripples of their emotions.
On the square, the inner and outer disciples who had just been taught a lesson by Su Yi in the Sword Hall were still filled with resentment.
However, now they saw with their own eyes that even the direct disciple Huo Dongqiu, with his Second Grade Yuan Spirit Realm cultivation, had been defeated by Su Yi’s devastating attack and was seriously injured. The resentment in their hearts quickly turned into sheer fear.
At this moment, Su Yi’s gaze flickered and trembled for a moment.
In the previous strike, Su Yi hadn’t used his trump card, nor had he used all his strength from the Third Grade of Yuan Spirit Realm. Instead, he had estimated and used the full power of the Second Grade of Yuan Spirit Realm.
Su Yi wanted to see how his current level of cultivation would compare to the top disciples of the Divine Sword School. What would the results be?
At this moment, Su Yi was very satisfied.
He knew that all of this stemmed from the Supreme Chaotic Yuan Technique, from within himself, and from the trials he had faced along the way.
“Whoa…”
There wasn’t much joy in Su Yi’s heart, so he took a deep breath.
Defeating Huo Dongqiu wasn’t something to be overly excited about. Although Huo Dongqiu was outstanding among his peers at the Divine Sword School, he wasn’t one of the top disciples.
Moreover, Sacred Mountain was far stronger than the Divine Sword School.
Su Yi knew that he had to set foot on Sacred Mountain—not just to defeat his peers, but to possess absolute strength, rather than simply winning or losing against them.
Afterward, in the midst of the trembling crowd, Su Yi’s gaze fell upon the inner disciples of the Fifteenth Sword Peak who had accompanied Huo Dongqiu. His eyes swept over them slowly, and with a cold voice, he said, “Take out all the space bags on your bodies. I will keep them for you!”
“…”
The entire audience was stunned by Su Yi’s words.
The group of inner disciples from the Fifteenth Sword Peak remained motionless for a while. They looked at each other, their faces turning pale with anger.
“You’ve gone too far!” one of them finally shouted.
At that moment, these inner disciples realized that Su Yi was trying to snatch their space bags and wanted them to surrender them willingly.
They remembered how Ba Yi and the others had been easily swept clean.
If it had been any other day and an outer disciple had asked them for their space bags, they probably would have laughed it off and taught him a lesson.
But now, none of the inner disciples from the Fifteenth Sword Peak were laughing. Instead, their faces became extremely serious, one by one.
“Since it’s like that, I’ll come and take it myself!”
Without delay, Su Yi’s feet surged with vitality. As soon as the words fell, his figure seemed to vanish like a ghost, and he immediately pounced toward the nearest person.
“Be careful…”
The faces of the three young men in the First Grade of the Yuan Spirit Realm changed drastically, and they shouted urgently.
“Bang!”
But it was too late. Su Yi’s fist had already landed on the chest of the nearest inner disciple. With a loud crash, the disciple spat out blood and fell backward, screaming in agony.
“That was too much! Let’s all go together!”
“A cultivator can be killed, but not humiliated!”
“Let’s take him together!”
In an instant, the inner disciples of the Fifteenth Sword Peak reacted and became enraged.
These disciples were at the prime of their youth and could not bear such humiliation.
“Whew…”
Suddenly, sword lights intertwined and breaths merged into the sky, shaking the square with their immense momentum!
All the disciples from the Fifteenth Sword Peak joined hands and unleashed sword energy that sliced through the air.
Energy condensed around them, with some forming protective auras.
Su Yi’s energy surged beneath his feet as he took a step using his Hundred Transformations Step technique.
