Although the Daoist of Life-Stripping was also at the ninth level of the Cloud Realm, he was from the Fei Guang Mountain Range, a place known for its many outstanding talents.
A mere ninth level of the Cloud Realm could not possibly intimidate the entire audience.
The fact that Huangyuge had just asked the audience to pay compensation had already fueled a huge fire of anger in this group.
Many people with the ninth level of the Cloud Realm now had extremely cold expressions.
Someone stood up, their face ashen, their spiritual energy surging and filling the entire area. Many people sensed this; this was also the ninth level of the Cloud Realm.
The spiritual energy circulates continuously around the body, its aura extremely powerful.
His powerful and fierce techniques are the nemesis of the Yin and evil spiritual energy of the Daoist of Life Stripping.
Suddenly, everyone present had a powerful backer. This expert at the ninth level of the Cloud Realm was no ordinary person.
The expert shouted sternly, "Life-Stripping Daoist, do you know what you're doing?"
"Pay up!"
"Give us back our silver."
With this person taking the lead, the crowd became excited and shouted loudly.
Ye Tian looked at the situation with a hint of mockery.
If the Taoist priest who strips away life doesn't give an explanation, I'm afraid he won't be able to convince the public today!
You could be beaten to death; this fierce spiritual energy has the feel of a majestic golden body.
Could it be from Zen Buddhism?
But Zen Buddhism also involves betting money, which is quite down-to-earth.
However, the Daoist of Life Stripping seemed unafraid, grinning and saying, "Which rule says I can't admit defeat?"
This expert was furious and immediately jumped out from the crowd.
Now Ye Tian could see his appearance clearly.
He had eight ordination scars on his head, wore a cassock, and had a face full of fierce features, making him extremely ruthless.
The aura of the ninth level of the Cloud Realm, combined with the true meaning of Zen.
Anyone who sets their gaze upon him feels as if they are seeing a dazzling, glittering mass of gold.
Even Ye Tian was somewhat shocked; this person was indeed not weak!
But he really is a Zen Buddhist.
The Zen monk with a face full of scars held a demon-subduing staff, which was inlaid with precious radiance and lined with auspicious energy. When held in his hand, it shone with holy light.
That's the kind of aura they exude.
Ye Tian would believe it if someone told him that this monk could beat the Daoist of Life-Stripping to death.
That certainly looks fierce.
The monk said with a hostile expression, "Give me back my money, or I'll beat you to death!"
These direct words startled the audience. Only this fierce monk would dare to say he would kill someone at the entrance of the apprentice recruitment competition.
But who cares about the consequences?
Since someone is insisting on standing up for them, they will definitely want their money back.
Many people joined in, shouting, "Give us back our money!"
"Hurry up and return the money!"
The voices continued incessantly, each one filled with anger.
Nonsense, everyone has staked their entire fortune on this.
But the Daoist of Life-Stripping was fearless, as if he had a sure thing in his heart.
Seeing his expression, Ye Tian knew that these people were definitely not going to get their money back. Would this Daoist of Life Stripping dare to do this if he didn't have a powerful backer?
Even if the monk didn't beat him to death, so many onlookers would have.
really.
At this moment, a majestic voice rang out from within the Nine Emperors' Universe: "Shut up!"
"The Daoist of Life Stripping is now a guest elder of the Imperial Pavilion. Anyone who attacks the Daoist of Life Stripping is targeting our Imperial Pavilion. Who would want to ask him for money now?"
This sentence.
The entire audience erupted in uproar.
Suddenly, all was silent!
Anyone who dares to offend Huangyu Pavilion in the apprentice recruitment competition is surely asking for trouble.
The people who were just shouting to get their money back suddenly fell silent.
No one was willing to say another word and sat down obediently.
The Daoist of Life Stripping chuckled smugly and asked in an annoyingly cheeky tone, "You don't want it anymore? Fine, then forget it."
"Smack!"
He had just finished saying that.
A demon-slaying staff swung at his face.
Before the Daoist of Life-Stripping could react, he was sent flying.
The monk stood where he had been standing, furious and cursing, "What the hell is this 'Guest Elder of the Imperial Pavilion'? If I get angry, I'll smash your father's Imperial Pavilion! Give me back my money right now, or I'll kill you!"
That's fucking awesome.
Ye Tian thought to himself, "This monk is damn fierce."
Boming had no chance to react at all; he was simply slapped away.
Ye Tian had thought the two could fight for a few more rounds before the Daoist of Life-Stripping began to falter, but now he realized he was wrong.
In front of this great monk, the Taoist priest who stripped away his life was like a child.
The monk, with his demon-subduing staff pressed against the Daoist's neck, coldly said, "Quickly return my money, or I'll use this demon-subduing staff to cut off your head!"
That one move left everyone speechless.
This monk dared to make a move at the entrance of the disciple recruitment competition, and even dared to be so arrogant as to say that he didn't even put Huangyu Pavilion in his eyes.
Even if one is at the ninth level of the Cloud Realm, they will still likely be unlucky.
After all, for the Imperial Pavilion, even if it's an immortal who provokes them, they can still be killed without hesitation.
What is this great monk who is high above the clouds?
Just then, Li Zhan, who had just disappeared, returned, carrying a bag of silver. He handed the silver to the big monk and said, "This is silver that my sect leader asked me to give you."
"Both the odds and the principal are here."
The monk opened the box and counted the money; including principal and interest, it was exactly four hundred taels.
This made Ye Tian's lips twitch. So all this excitement, and the principal was only two hundred taels of silver?
The monk is really a weirdo.
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