Chapter 24 He's Here!

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  This time, the venue for the assessment was chosen at Tanro Peak, three kilometers away from where Wen Ya and his family lived. The place is spacious enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people, so it has been built into a huge martial arts arena, often used for gatherings of outer door disciples and other celebrations.

  At this time, the martial arts arena was already packed with people, and almost all the outer disciples of various peaks were squeezing their heads to rush in. Everywhere, only human heads were seen, a vast expanse of blackness, and the cheers and applause echoed through the sky!

  As time slowly passed, the entire martial arts arena was filled with a cacophony of voices, as everyone was enthusiastically discussing who would be able to pass the test and be selected into the inner sect.

  Suddenly, a commotion broke out at the edge of the field, causing countless people to stretch their heads inwards to see what had happened inside.

  In the center of the martial arts arena, two figures, one in green and one in blue, were clashing with each other, their true yuan bursting out in a fierce aura, causing the onlookers at the edge of the arena to erupt into exclamations and discussions from time to time!

  The blue figure was a fourteen or fifteen year old boy with thick hair and round face, on which there were a pair of extremely spirited big eyes.

  At this moment, he pursed his thin lips tightly, his face solemn, and with a flash of movement, his feet exerted force on the ground, transforming into a black shadow that rushed towards the tall and slender blue-clad man in front of him.

  In the blink of an eye, the young man had already brought the blue-clad youth before him. A shrill breaking sound, a heavy fist wrapped in fierce wind and lightning struck the person's chest, while his right foot followed closely and kicked the youth's waist fiercely.

  Gasps had already erupted from the crowd outside, everyone's eyes fixed tensely on the scene inside. The youth's punches and kicks were fierce and powerful; if the young man in blue was really hit squarely on the body, he would probably be defeated without a doubt!

  The youth in blue robes let out a cold laugh as his body rapidly floated backwards, dodging the opponent's sharp attack with lightning speed.

  Immediately afterwards, the youth in blue clothes took a step forward, with a dragon-like movement of his leg, his right leg sliced through the air, leaving behind a beautiful arc in mid-air, accompanied by great power, kicking towards the boy's head.

  The young man only felt a flash before his eyes, and the blue-clothed person's right foot was already wrapped in a fierce gust of wind, striking his head like lightning.

  Undaunted in the face of danger, the young man in green hastily crossed his arms, blocking in front of himself.

  The tall, blue-robed man let out a cold snort, his speed changing from extremely fast to extremely slow. In mid-air, he made a turn as smooth as flowing clouds and water. The next second, one foot flew out in a kick that landed squarely on the young boy's completely unguarded abdomen.

  "Wow......, so strong." A soft murmur of admiration came from the edge of the venue.

  He only felt a shocking severe pain in his abdomen, the young man in green clothes let out a miserable cry, arched his back, and his entire body was like being hit by an angry bull, flying backward at a speed faster than when he came.

  A loud crash was heard and he fell down more than ten meters away!

  A thread of blood flowed out from the corner of the young man's mouth, although there was no danger to his life, but it was clear that he had completely lost his fighting strength. The three companions beside him hurriedly went up to support his body which could not stand steadily at all.

  "This bureau's grinding peak, Zhang Hai wins!"

  The sound of cheers from the judging platform finally made the tall and slender blue-clad youth look at the boy on the edge with a hint of disdain, before turning around and jumping off the performance stage.

  "It's all right, Lihai."

  ……

  "Chuan Lihai, after 20 years of building a foundation, you've finally achieved something. You're already quite impressive to have been entangled with Zhang Haichuan from Mount Mochou for so long!" A ruddy-faced old man with some gray hair walked over from the edge of the arena and said calmly after Chuan Lihai was helped down.

  "Mozunzi Palm Peak Shifu." A dark-skinned youth standing next to Chuan Lihai said with a sorrowful face, "But all the disciples of our Kuiguang Peak were eliminated."

  "Heh heh, no need to worry, all the new disciples on our mountain are from this generation. Bringing you here is just for you to get a glimpse of the world. As the Taoist saying goes, having extraordinary talent also requires three thousand days to lay the foundation. You bunch of little guys have only been cultivating on the mountain for six years, how can you compare to other disciples who have already cultivated for ten or twenty years?" Mo Yunzi said with his hands behind his back and a smile.

  "That's right, next time the sect is assessed, it'll be our turn to show off on Mount Tiantai!" The dark-skinned youth scratched his head and chuckled.

  "Has Wen Ya's brother not arrived yet?" Zhi Lei Hai glanced around, starting a new round of struggle, with a hint of anxiety between his eyebrows.

  "It's that weirdo who always lives alone at the top of the beacon peak." Upon hearing this, another young man beside him doubted, "Can he really do it?"

  "Hmm", Chui Hai nodded and said: "You don't know the true strength of Wen Ya, when he comes, Zhang Hai and those guys will have to step aside!"

  "Right, why didn't Wen Ya come? Mo Yunzi, Peak Master Shu, you don't manage him either." The dark-skinned youth with a loud voice said.

  "That Wen Ya, I also hope he doesn't miss today's assessment, but he is a big shot from a certain sect who was sent here by someone else's orders, normally I don't have the authority to restrain him," Mo Yunzi sighed.

  ……

  On the edge of the venue, a few people were discussing in low voices. In the center of the martial arts arena, four intense battles had just taken place one after another.

  At the time of the fourth wave, a tall and sturdy young man suddenly jumped up, with a long saber in his hand, fiercely swiping it on the ground, "Clang..." A burst of bright red sparks flashed out!

  "Mo Fenfeng, Xue Yulong, ... face off"

  "Mount Taihang, Wenyu..."

  ……

  As the voice from the judges' table fell, the noisy and chaotic edge of the venue gradually quieted down a lot. Countless eyes were cast towards the huge square stone platform in the center of the martial arts arena.

  At this time, except for the burly young man named Xue Yulong who held a horse-killing knife on the martial arts platform, there was no one else!

  "It's actually Xue Yulong, the Wind Slashing Sword. He has been cultivating in seclusion on Mount Miao for 12 years and is said to be a master of the marrow refining stage. His Wind Slashing Sword technique is as natural as an extension of his arm, making him one of the top figures even among all the outer sect disciples."

  "Hmm, he is one of our top ten masters in Mount Mimic."

  "Huh? But how come there's only him on the martial arts stage, where's the other one?"

  "I don't know, it's probably a new batch of disciples from six years ago who are too timid to show their faces! Haha..."

  ……

  The martial arts arena was once again filled with noise and commotion, everyone was in an uproar. It seemed that Wen Ya did not dare to appear. This also made the other disciples of Bi Huo Peak present feel somewhat embarrassed. Chuan Li Hai and Mo Yun Zi exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of helplessness in each other's eyes.

  "I declare that due to the absence of Wenyah, an outer disciple of Mount Hua, the final winner of this match is..." The voice from the judges' table was about to fall.

  All the disciples of the various peaks let out a disappointed sigh and prepared to leave the arena, but just then, Mo Yunzi's body suddenly shook violently, he lifted his head and muttered: "He really came"

  "What?" The people beside Chen Liehai were taken aback, they hadn't heard clearly.

  "Boom!"

  Before the voices of Lie Hai and others fell, a purple gas wrapped figure shot towards here like a cannonball in the sky above the martial arts arena. The speed of this figure was too fast, the surrounding air flow was torn apart wildly, emitting an ear-piercing sonic boom, even forming a long, visible sound explosion cloud behind him!

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