Chapter 856: Next!
Next! . . .
In fact, Cha Chongxiao was the one dictating the flow of the battle. He had taken the initiative, thodically refining his attacks to gain control.
With each passing mont, it was evident that the fight was no longer an even match. Cha Chongxiao's relentless and ferocious assault left Li Feng struggling to defend himself. He was barely able to hold his ground and couldn't mount a counterattack.
Cha Chongxiao's strikes transford into a relentless storm, each blow crashing with overwhelming force. The climax of this intense confrontation ca with a resounding impact.
- Boom! -
The fight was over. Li Feng was sent flying, propelled dozens of ters away until he collided with a massive tree. The tree quivered, shedding its leaves like the stunned gasps of the crowd.
Everyone was completely taken aback. They stared at Cha Chongxiao with a mix of awe and disbelief, as if he were a supernatural being.
Even Li Feng, who had just managed to get back on his feet, regarded Cha Chongxiao with astonishnt. He was still grappling with the question, "How did I lose? How could I be defeated by a Spirit Origin Stage cultivator?"
Their shock was palpable, and though they couldn't believe it, the truth was undeniable.
Xiao Mufei, feeling a twinge of embarrassnt, quickly called for the next match.
"This is embarrassing. My Dream Origin Stage disciple lost the battle," he thought. "This needs to be resolved promptly before it gets out of hand."
In the past, a few Spirit Origin Stage disciples had managed to win their first match upon entering the upper-grade competition. However, none of them succeeded in the second bout. They were consistently beaten by the other Dream Origin Stage disciples, a designed lesson ant to instill humility in the pri disciple.
As Xiao Mufei announced the next fight, another level one Dream Origin Stage disciple stepped onto the stage. Unfortunately, this one fared no better and was defeated even more swiftly, taking only the ti it took for an incense stick to burn.
"Next!" Xiao Mufei called, his discomfort evident.
"You may have defeated one or two of my disciples," he seed to be thinking, "but can you handle the third and fourth? I have plenty of level one Dream Origin Stage disciples."
The cycle continued as Cha Chongxiao triumphed over each opponent, leveling one and then level two Dream Origin Stage disciples with ease.
"Next!"
"This bunch of useless individuals! Next!"
And so it went, with each new opponent being dispatched just as swiftly as the last.
That night, Yue Changtian received an astonishing ssage: "Cha Chongxiao has won all twenty-eight bouts against level one and two Dream Origin Stage disciples. He is now the pri disciple of the thirty-ninth subbranch in the twelfth branch."
Yue Changtian was utterly flabbergasted.
"Is this ssage genuine?" he wondered.
"A level nine Spirit Origin Stage disciple defeated twenty-eight Dream Origin Stage disciples consecutively and beca the pri disciple?"
"How... How is this even possible?"
He read the ssage repeatedly, slowly coming to terms with the improbable truth.
Leaving his fish behind, he ascended the mountaintop, in search of answers.
"Grandmasters... Your... Your disciple... He is totally insane... Ah... What... What happened... Are you the three grandmasters?" Yue Changtian, upon seeing the three elderly n, uttered these words in a tone of profound shock.
As the Pri Master of Cold Moon Palace, Yue Changtian possessed keen observational skills. Within Cold Moon Palace, his familiarity with the three grandmasters surpassed that of anyone else. About a month earlier, he had witnessed the three old n channeling their life energy into Cha Chongxiao's body to refine his physical condition. By all rights, they should be nearing death at this point. Yet, the three grandmasters before him were brimming with vitality, their elderly appearances notwithstanding.
[What could possibly explain this?]
[Is it a fleeting illusion?]
[It certainly doesn't seem that way.]
[So, what is it then? Could there be a logical explanation?]
Yue Changtian didn't articulate the words he had initially intended, instead uttering nonsensical phrases. The three old n were well aware of what was transpiring. They understood that Yue Changtian was reeling from the shock of encountering individuals he believed to be on their deathbed. How could he not be startled?
Lei Dadi chuckled and said, "Young man, what are you babbling about? Your words don't make any sense. If we aren't who we appear to be, then who are we? Listen to yourself. You're the Pri Master of our sect. Shouldn't you maintain composure? You're more flustered than our junior disciple. How embarrassing!"
While speaking, he projected his voice with impressive vigor and resonance. A month ago, he had appeared exceedingly frail due to the loss of life energy. However, now, Yue Changtian sensed a profound and intense level of cultivation within him. He finally comprehended the situation. With respect, he declared, "Congratulations, grandmasters. Your life energy has been restored. This is a great boon for our sect!"
Yue Changtian was genuinely congratulatory. Without the presence of the three grandmasters, Cold Moon Palace would have been considerably weakened, much like the Misty Cloud Palace without Xuan Bing. He didn't understand what had prolonged the lives of the three elderly n, but he acknowledged the significance of the matter. As the Pri Master of the sect, this knowledge alleviated a significant burden from his shoulders.
Feng Wuying interjected, "Enough with the flattery. Your complints have beco tireso. It began as a pleasant occasion, but your words have made it tedious. Let's return to business. Just tell what you require. Is your Disciple Brother Cha in trouble?"
Yue Changtian was sowhat embarrassed and smiled wryly. "He is truly exceptional. Despite being in the Spirit Origin Stage, he has already defeated disciples of the Dream Origin Stage... That..."
The three grandmasters had been repeatedly astonished by Cha Chongxiao over the past three months and had seemingly grown accustod to it. None displayed any extraordinary reactions.
Yun Piaoliu responded indifferently, "So what? Why do you need to exclaim and shout like this? You are the Pri Master of Cold Moon Palace, for heaven's sake. Show so poise. He is my disciple, naturally he is extraordinary! He should win! Do you expect him to be defeated, tortured, beaten repeatedly..."
Yue Changtian was taken aback. He wasn't sure how to respond.
[Why are the three grandmasters so composed?]
[Shouldn't they exhibit at least a degree of amazent?]
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