Compared to Chu Mo's excitement, the other disciples looked worried and helpless.
Yan Qingsong and Zhang Wanqing were even more worried. This newly joined junior brother, although he had already broken through.
But it's only a high-grade Foundation Establishment.
It should be noted that both of them had reached this level many years ago, yet they were both defeated by Leng Juncheng.
How many moves can he last?
Not only were they humiliated for no reason, but they also lost 40,000 high-grade spirit stones.
That's forty thousand!
With so many spirit stones, they have enough to cultivate to the Golden Core stage.
But since the elders haven't said anything to stop it, they really can't say anything.
All she could do was offer a few words of encouragement, and Jiang Wanqing looked even more guilty.
If it weren't for her, none of this would have happened today.
Seeing the expression on her face, Chu Mo couldn't help but ask curiously:
"Senior sister, what's going on today?"
Before Zhang Wanqing could speak, Yan Qingsong said angrily:
"After Leng Juncheng met Junior Sister Jiang a few years ago, he has been relentlessly pursuing her, and Junior Sister Jiang's repeated rejections have been to no avail."
"He came here with us to confirm the martial arts competition three months from now. He also made some inappropriate remarks to Junior Sister Jiang. Junior Sister Jiang was furious, so she challenged him to a duel."
"Damn, so arrogant?"
Chu Mo was furious upon hearing this.
After being rejected, he still dared to act like a hooligan at someone else's sect?
Such arrogance shows they don't take the Qingcang Immortal Sect seriously at all.
So, too lazy to ask any more questions, he jumped onto the fighting arena.
He pointed at Leng Juncheng, who stood proudly to the side, and said coldly:
"Hey kid, you dare flirt with my senior sister? Get ready to get a beating!"
Leng Juncheng was completely dumbfounded.
How did this kid suddenly become so arrogant? He's even more arrogant than me.
Jiang Wanqing felt a warmth in her heart, and her gaze towards Chu Mo was full of smiles.
Having such a protective junior brother is really great.
The other disciples of the Qingcang Immortal Sect were also watching with great excitement.
This newly recruited junior brother has quite a... brave personality!
This is exactly what I like.
The disciples of the Qingcang Immortal Sect may lose a fight, but they cannot lose their spirit!
Once they realized what was happening, the crowd immediately cheered loudly.
"Junior brother, well done! Don't show him any mercy."
"Let's get him! Show some spirit!"
"That's right, win or lose this battle, your senior brother will take you to eat the best chicken."
A senior student with a somewhat sleazy appearance shouted earnestly and seriously.
"Senior brother, is this chicken of yours proper? Don't set a bad example for your junior brother."
One of the female disciples looked worried.
"Junior Sister Yang, do you think I'm that kind of person? This chicken is definitely a legitimate one."
"Yeah?"
The female disciple was a little unsure of herself.
...
At this moment, Leng Juncheng was already standing ten meters away from Chu Mo with a gloomy face.
This is a huge arena, about 100 meters long and wide and one meter high.
It is entirely constructed of hard black iron diamond and is forged with protective magic arrays.
Even a Nascent Soul cultivator would find it difficult to damage in the slightest.
"Anyone who is knocked out of the ring or loses the ability to fight loses! Let's begin."
Seeing that things had come to this, the Grand Elder had no choice but to announce the competition rules with a heavy heart.
He came to terms with it, thinking of it as spending 40,000 spirit stones to exchange for Chu Mo's growth.
Hopefully, this battle will help.
He can mature and stop being so reckless and impulsive.
The sect is really not wealthy!
The other elders shared the same sentiment, and despite the heartache, they could only console themselves with a bittersweet smile.
The growth of young geniuses always requires time and effort.
"Kid, thanks for the 40,000 spirit stones you brought me. I'll make my move later... I'll show no mercy! Haha..."
Imagining the spirit stones he was about to obtain, Leng Juncheng was overjoyed, and his previous frustration had long since disappeared.
The disciples who were traveling with Batian Sect also laughed with disdain.
"Senior Brother Leng, although this person spoke rudely to you, he did pay 40,000 spirit stones after all. You can't be too stingy with your money."
"Exactly, so that people won't say we're not using our ultimate move. We should at least make him vomit a few mouthfuls of blood... as a souvenir, right?"
Tan Dahe was equally delighted. Leng Juncheng had won 40,000 spirit stones in the bet, and as the team leader, he would definitely get a share.
Even if it's only ten thousand, that's still a lot; it's enough for him to squander for several months.
"Juncheng, just do your best. If it's a fair competition, no one can do anything to you. If anything goes wrong, I'll cover for you."
If something really goes wrong, he certainly won't be able to cover it up, but even if he can't, there's a sect behind him.
Therefore, he spoke with great confidence.
Chu Mo, who was on the field, was already furious and couldn't help but urge:
"You're such a damn chatterbox. Are you ready? I'm about to make my move."
"Kid, don't be so arrogant, I will..."
"Fuck you!"
Chu Mo's patience ran out, and with a roar, a terrifying sword beam descended from the sky.
Its momentum is overwhelming, swift and domineering.
A terrifying streak of light, over twenty meters long, seemed to tear the sky apart.
The imposing and terrifying aura, like a spider web, instantly enveloped an area of two hundred meters in radius.
Many disciples of lower cultivation levels within this area were stunned, feeling as if they had been locked onto by this sword strike.
A sense of powerlessness suddenly rose from the depths of my heart.
Is this junior brother really that terrifying? Judging by this power, he's much stronger than Senior Brother Yan Qingsong.
The disciples were horrified.
Yan Qingsong and Jiang Wanqing were equally shocked.
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