After a brief silence, the scene erupted into chaos.
"Damn, China didn't have any Rank 8 experts accompanying them this time?"
"You don't really think that lives are off-limits within the Sword Sect, and that's why you sent a young kid to lead the team, do you?"
"Ha, anyone who believes that is an idiot."
"If I weren't secretly protected by an eighth-rank expert from China, I'd cut off my head and use it as a chamber pot for you."
"Whether it's true or not, their entrance was absolutely amazing."
"Stop talking. With their numbers, our chances of moving to the next stage are even slimmer."
As the crowd sized up the many prodigies of China, they discussed among themselves.
There were also some people wearing masks, silently observing from a corner.
With a warm smile, Su Yu immediately looked everyone over.
There were more than thirty eighth-rank experts, most of whom possessed the first-stage eighth-rank golden body.
Those who attained the eighth rank and third level of the Golden Body were almost all "sponsors with children."
The two eighth-rank, fourth-level golden-bodied beings were wearing masks and each stood in a corner.
Finally, there was Wu Nie, a powerful expert with a fifth-level Golden Body.
The wines made by the venerable wine master are indeed quite remarkable.
In just one month, Su Yu's cultivation level reached the peak of the sixth rank.
The Nine Yang Body Refining Technique has officially entered the seventh stage of forging.
In his stellar state, no matter what methods these people used to conceal their strength, he could still see through them at a glance.
He led the group to occupy one side.
The crowd quieted down and began to pay attention to them.
Su Yu looked at Wu Qing with a smile: "Uncle, what are the rules here?"
Wu Qing's expression was cold. After a pause, he said in a cold voice, "Didn't your elders in China teach you to respect your teachers?"
Su Yu remained expressionless: "Of course I do, otherwise why would I call you uncle?"
Wu Qing raised an eyebrow, but still held back the urge to teach the boy a lesson.
There's a high probability that Su Yu was deliberately thrown out by those shameless people from China to provoke him.
Although he has a bad temper, he is not stupid.
Especially after seeing the regretful look on Su Yu's face.
Wu Qing became even more convinced that this kid was deliberately giving those bastards a reason to beat him up.
I have to endure it all today!
Une and China are allies!
Those bastards had no reason to lay a hand on me!
His expression was indifferent, but he still explained, "There are no rules. Every once in a while, a spirit sword will fly out."
"As long as you can gain the approval of the spirit sword, you can move on to the next stage."
"Thank you, Uncle," Su Yu replied politely.
There's no way around it; he's the Martial King of China, and one can't be too shameless.
The scene fell silent once again.
Su Yu showed no embarrassment whatsoever and shouted to the crowd behind him, "Then we'll just wait."
"When the spirit sword flies out, fellow disciples, there's no need to rush."
"These spirit swords can only be taken if their sword intent matches your comprehension."
"Well, if nothing unexpected happens, it'll just be a stepping stone at most."
"Just do what you think is best."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone sat down cross-legged on the spot.
Wu Qing: ? ? ?
That's it, this kid came here on purpose to provoke us.
He withdrew his gaze and looked back towards Wanjian Mountain.
I've thought it through. I'm not going to have any conflict with this kid today, no matter what.
The two sides met peacefully.
Many people on the side looked disappointed.
These people most want to see China and Ukraine fight.
This gave them more opportunities to take advantage of the situation.
Faced with a mountain full of spiritual swords, sword intent would erupt from time to time.
All the prodigies of China closed their eyes and began to review Su Yu's sword strike.
Previously, they had only faced one sword.
Only when faced with ten thousand swords did he gradually realize that the single sword strike was the pinnacle of his power.
"Tch, they're putting on quite a show."
Within the Une camp, the man with the pointed beak clearly wore a hint of jealousy on his face.
Although I don't know where this jealousy comes from.
Wu Qing ignored him.
They are all young and impetuous, and their rivalry and jealousy do not affect the friendship between the two countries.
then......
Bang!
All the people saw was that the sunny young man suddenly turned into a streak of light.
Unreasonable, she slapped the sharp-mouthed man away.
Then, examine your palms and the backs of your hands.
He even clenched his fist as if testing the waters.
The next second, all the young people in the Une camp stood up angrily.
Everyone else stood by, ready to watch the show unfold.
Su Yu ignored these angry young men.
Turn your attention to Wuqing.
Wu Qing closed his eyes to rest, as if shutting down his five senses.
Su Yu sighed.
He himself is so unrestrained, how can this senior be so patient?
Wow, what a good-natured person.
Why not send someone with a short temper?
Su Yu had been itching to use his hands lately, so he looked at them again.
He glanced at the others: "What, you guys aren't convinced either?"
There was no powerful energy burst, nor any terrifying aura.
Just watch it pass by indifferently.
The group of people clenched their fists tightly, but no one dared to step forward.
The man with the pointed mouth, whose hair had been blown away by the slap, spat out several teeth.
With his mouth a bloody mess, he turned his gaze to his elder.
Wu Qing said calmly, "I will not interfere in the struggles between your peers within the Sword Sect, nor will the seniors of China."
"You have to find a way to get back the face you've lost."
"If you don't have the ability, then shut your mouth."
"If a spirit sword flies out later, you can fight for it yourselves."
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