Chapter 121 To defeat your Wang family again is to find a ten-thousand-year legacy...too long...
Only then did everyone present realize what was happening, and they all stood up and looked at the spot.
Bai Ye's attack on the old man from the Wang family was too sudden. Even Bai Shu only came to their side after Zhong Jiuli had taken control of the situation.
She glanced coldly at the old man from the Wang family and sneered, "Old fool, do you think you can just lay a hand on my Bai family like that? Since you dare to lay a hand on my child without any regard for your reputation, then don't blame me for giving you a taste of your own medicine."
The old man from the Wang family was locked in a spatial-temporal lock, unable to speak at all, and could only stare at them with wide eyes.
"Still glaring at me? You're not happy about it, are you?" Bai Shu sneered, then looked up and shouted, "Aunt Lan! Someone is bullying our child in front of you, aren't you going to do anything about it?"
"Nonsense!" A gentle rebuke, tinged with helplessness yet unable to conceal affection, echoed from the void.
Even so, the Bai family protector still appeared from the void. She looked to be in her early thirties, with her black hair piled high, revealing a section of her fair and slender neck. She had a graceful figure and a gentle yet dignified air.
She descended through the air, each step she took radiating the power of Taoist principles, making her appear like an immortal descending to earth, with unparalleled elegance and grace.
Many cultivators present were amazed by the appearance of the protector of the Bai family. Many people thought of their own withered old men and then looked at the protector of the Bai family, and the envy in their eyes was hard to hide.
Bai was also looking at Aunt Lan, but unfortunately she and the old man from the Wang family were frozen in place, and could only blink hard and catch a glimpse of the other's profile out of the corner of her eye.
"Old man, since you're so eager to fight, why don't you give me a good fight? This arena is ready. Let's step onto the stage, sign a life-or-death agreement, how about it?" Bai Lan asked lightly with a smile on her lips.
The Wang family members all shrank back like quails, none daring to speak up. They dared to bully the cultivators of the Wilderness State, but they wouldn't dare to confront the Bai family head-on.
"A bunch of cowards!" Bai Shu muttered under his breath, his voice so loud that everyone present could hear him, which caused many people to burst into laughter.
As the Wang family members were looked at with mocking eyes by so many people, their faces tightened. The old man's face turned red and then purple, and he was extremely angry.
On the high platform, Zhong Jiuli, having watched the show to her heart's content, slowly rose, lowered her eyes and swept them over the people below, her gaze lingering a little longer on the white-haired figure who was frozen in place.
With a gentle flick of her wide sleeves, the raging fire of the sun seemed to be wiped away by an invisible hand, vanishing without a trace.
Having gained their freedom, Bai and Chu San Niang landed smoothly. As soon as they stood still, they heard Zhong Jiu Li speak.
"During the Nine Provinces Grand Competition, you openly and ruthlessly murdered the top ten geniuses. Does your Wang family find your ten-thousand-year-old lineage...too long?"
Her tone was calm, yet every word carried immense weight. To the Wang family, it was like a crashing wave, resounding and deafening.
The old man from the Wang family trembled, and the terrifying aura he had been radiating instantly dissipated. The anger on his face vanished, and he hurriedly bowed deeply towards the high platform, his previous arrogant and domineering demeanor completely gone.
The old man argued, "Sect Master Zhong, you are wise. It was these two juniors who repeatedly provoked my Wang family first."
He pointed at Bai Ye, his eyes flashing with cold light, "Especially this scoundrel, who previously impersonated my Wang family in the Outer Heavens, running rampant and committing all sorts of evil deeds, ruining the reputation of my clan. Now he has even openly attacked and killed a member of my Wang family in full view of everyone."
"I acted rashly in a moment of panic, and I beg Sect Leader Zhong for forgiveness!"
"The rules were established long before the opening of the Outer Heavens. This is the result of discussions among the major sects." Liu Xianyue suddenly spoke up. Her eyes were cold as she swept over the old man, making him feel a chill down his spine.
"I made it very clear back then: within and beyond the heavens, everyone relies on their own methods. What, does your Wang family have objections to this rule? If you had objections, why didn't you raise them back then? Now you're making trouble for the young people. Is this how the Wang family of Guzhou behaves?"
"Or are you saying that your Wang family considers my words about Liu Xianyue to be nonsense?"
With each word Liu Xianyue spoke, the old man's expression grew increasingly grim. His wrinkled face flushed crimson; at his age, being publicly lectured like this, even if the other person's cultivation was higher than his, still infuriated him.
"Old man, just wait and see. Sooner or later, we'll be coming after your Wang family," Bai said, baring his teeth and making threats.
"Arrogant brat!!!" The old man's hair and beard stood on end, his eyes blazing with fury, his spiritual energy surging with rage.
Bai Lan flicked her sleeve, causing the old man to stagger back several steps. She stared intently at him and said, "Do you want to fight or not? Give me a straight answer. Don't delay the children's competition."
If it weren't for the fact that both families originated from Guzhou, and that this place was within the Sanqing Sect, requiring some respect for the host, Bai Lan would have already killed this old bastard. The Bai family members would not tolerate being bullied by outsiders.
The old man's face turned ashen. He snorted coldly, but ultimately didn't dare to reply. He turned and left in a huff. As soon as he left, the other members of the Wang family hurriedly followed, and the group slunk away.
Chu San Niang took a deep look at the departing figures of the Wang family. Bai noticed her expression, grabbed her sleeve, and comforted her, "Don't worry, San Niang. We're still young. After a few years of cultivation in the Sanqing Sect, our cultivation will surely advance by leaps and bounds. Then we can go straight to Guzhou and turn the Wang family upside down."
"Hmm." Chu San Niang nodded slightly.
Bai also pulled her to Bai Lan's side, and they bowed together, saying, "Thank you, Aunt Lan, for supporting us."
"Hey, you little brat, trying to take advantage of me? My name is Aunt Lan, you should call her Grandma Aunt," Bai Shu muttered.
Bai Lan glanced at her, and Bai Shu immediately fell silent. She nodded in satisfaction, looked at Bai Ye with a kind smile, and said, "Good child, go ahead and focus on preparing for the next competition. Don't be late."
After saying that, she vanished from everyone's sight in a flash.
"Third Sister, let's go back." Bai also grabbed his mother's wrist, one in each hand, and led the group back.
The little farce ended rather anticlimactically. However, everyone present knew that this farce was not the end, but the beginning.
Being resented by young prodigies like Bai Ye and Chu San Niang would be a catastrophe for any aristocratic family.
No one can say for sure how far these young geniuses will eventually grow, but their lifespans will be incredibly long. The day they reach maturity will be the day the powerful families are destroyed.
While Bai Ye was confronting the Wang family and others, the other arenas also saw their victories and defeats decided one after another.
With this, the top ten strongest contestants of this Kyushu Grand Tournament have finally been determined!
Besides Bai Ye, Shi Manman and Su Lan, who is skilled in illusion, also won the competition. The three of them successfully advanced and will compete with Ming Wushuang, Bai Qingji and other young geniuses who have already advanced for the championship of the Nine Provinces Grand Competition.
The divination tube in mid-air began to spin again, its body shimmering with spiritual light. Perhaps it was a case of the object reflecting its owner, for this divination tube, like Liu Xianyue, was lacking something.
This rotation lasted exceptionally long, as if to whet people's appetites. All the cultivators looked up at the pesky lottery tube, watching its radiance grow brighter and brighter until it reached its peak, at which point the final list of duels appeared on the light screen.
After identifying their respective arenas, the ten geniuses simultaneously leaped onto the stage and stood on arenas numbered one through five.
As if to show respect, an additional elder was added to each arena to help maintain the protective array around it.
With the activation of the protective arrays on the five arenas, the final battle has officially begun!
"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
The massive war drums resounded throughout the entire Sword Debate Peak. The drumbeats carried spiritual energy, invigorating everyone and drawing their attention to the arena.
Shi Manman threw a punch that shook the heavens and earth. Her blood and qi surged, rising into the sky like a plume of crimson smoke.
A phantom of a wild bull, exuding an ancient aura, coalesced behind her. Its horns were jet black and ferocious, resembling two giant mountains that stretched between heaven and earth. The bull roared to the sky, its bellowing so loudly that it made one's blood boil.
Zhong Jiuli extended a finger and pointed it into the void. An invisible field appeared, blocking the wave-like sonic attack to prevent many low-level cultivators from being affected and unable to watch the battle.
On the arena, Shi Manman formed fist prints, and the sky above the arena was filled with huge iron fists. These iron fists fell like meteorites and collided with the sword shadows. Even the reinforced protective array fluctuated violently under her fist prints.
Her opponent, Bei Qianxue, was equally formidable. Dressed in black, she seemed to have become one with the longsword in her hand, her sword razor-sharp. The sword light and iron fist clashed repeatedly, each strike like a planetary collision, unleashing a deafening roar.
The battle was incredibly intense, drawing gasps from the audience. Many veterans watched with astonishment, recognizing the extraordinary talent of this generation, far surpassing the top geniuses of previous years.
On the other side of the arena, Bai looked at the old acquaintance standing opposite her, somewhat speechless. Neither of them had expected that the lottery would draw them together again.
Jiang Zhuohua's face was still somewhat pale, and she looked rather frail and sickly.
"How are you hurt?" Bai didn't rush to attack, but instead asked about the other person's injuries first, mainly because she was afraid that she might hit too hard and kill the person.
“It’s alright,” Jiang Zhuohua replied succinctly.
"Alright! Then... I won't be polite!"
The moment Bai Ye finished speaking, a thick thundercloud rapidly gathered in the night sky, enveloping the entire arena. Lightning flashed, illuminating the entire night sky.
Streaks of purplish-black lightning, imbued with an aura of destruction, descended from the sky like divine punishment.
Blinding lightning engulfed everything on the field. Faced with this sky full of lightning, Jiang Zhuohua's face paled even more. A layer of clear light rippled around her, blocking the incoming lightning snakes.
Bai knew that it must be the other party's protective robe that was resisting the lightning attack. The lightning ball in her palm floated, and she flashed to Jiang Zhuohua's side.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
One lightning bolt after another struck Jiang Zhuohua, their figures clashing amidst the lightning. Bai Ye showed no mercy; having already suffered a great loss once, she wouldn't give Jiang Zhuohua another chance to plot.
Faced with Bai Ye's powerful attack, Jiang Zhuohua's aura rapidly weakened, and her protective spiritual light trembled continuously. She was not known for her combat skills, and at this moment, she was finding it difficult to withstand Bai Ye's full-force burst.
Seeing that the sickly beauty opposite her was vomiting blood again, Bai Ye slowed down her attack. She frowned and said, "Jiang Zhuohua, are you alright? If you can't hold on, just admit defeat."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhuohua slowly raised her eyes and looked at Bai Ye.
Lightning crackled around, illuminating the arena as bright as day. In the center of this lightning, Bai Ye, dressed in a white t-shirt, fluttered in the electric light. His figure was as upright as a pine tree, and his slender waist was tightly bound by a red belt, making him look neat and powerful.
His full head of silver hair danced wildly in the thunder, each strand crackling with lightning. His handsome face appeared exceptionally otherworldly under the lightning, like a god from the heavens who wielded the power of thunder and divine punishment.
Seeing that the other party was staring blankly at him, Bai had no choice but to call out again, "Jiang Zhuohua, what are you daydreaming about? If you don't admit defeat, I'll kick you off the stage!"
A smile appeared on Jiang Zhuohua's pale face as she said firmly, "Come on, I, a successor of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion, cannot admit defeat on the arena!"
"Fine, then I'll grant you your wish." Bai muttered, transforming into lightning and appearing directly behind Jiang Zhuohua.
Her right leg lashed out like a whip, sending up a burst of crackling electric arcs. Jiang Zhuohua knew she was going to kick, but Bai Ye was too fast, too fast for her to make an effective counterattack.
Seeing that her opponent had no reaction, Bai had no choice but to temporarily withdraw ninety percent of her strength. She only wanted to kick her opponent off the stage, not kill her.
"Hmm!"
The crowd below heard a muffled groan as the figure of the successor of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion flew out from the lightning and floated lightly off the stage.
The crowd gasped in surprise. How could it have ended so quickly? The whole thing, from start to finish, had only taken a few moments, hadn't it?
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