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"Bastard, let go of my sister!"

"Bastard, let go of Yu Jie."

Two incomparably angry voices resounded in the arena at the same time. One was Shangguan Bing Qing's, the other was Shangguan Tianming's.

Shangguan Bing Qing was gentle, kind, introverted, and usually did not talk much, following Shangguan Yujie, who was her spokesperson.

At this moment, she could not help but curse when she saw Shangguan Yujie being suppressed by Zhang Yi Qun's Dao of nature and unable to move while being toyed with by him in public.

Bastard, those two simple words were the crudest words she had ever said in her life.

Shangguan Tianming had not expected Zhuan Yi Qun to be so bold and reckless. If he did not make a move now, Shangguan Yujie would be the target of Zhanyi's abuse, and she would no longer care about that. She pointed her finger at Zhuo Yi Qun, and a cold light flashed out like lightning towards the center of Zhuo Yi Qun's brows.

Zhuo Yi Qun felt that deadly cold light and wanted to dodge, but found himself unable to do so. His face turned pale with fright as he thought to himself, This is too much, I can't possibly have lost my life here.

"Whiz!"

A sword light flew towards Shangguan Tianming's cold glare at a speed that the naked eye could not even catch.

Boom!

The chilling light and the sword qi collided, and a deafening sound was heard. The powerful shockwave forced Zhang Yi Qun and Shangguan Yujie back a few steps.

"If you can't afford to lose, then don't engage in any Groom Search Competition. Palace Head Shangguan, do you think it's shameful for you to do this?"

A voice as loud as a bell came crashing down from the sky.

As soon as the voice came out, everyone in the training field looked towards the source of the voice. They saw a giant qilin in the air, and on top of the qilin sat a shining, middle-aged man.

The person looked like a middle-aged man, but his silver hair revealed his actual age. It was said that he had lived for over a thousand years. As for his name, not many people remembered it, because the people from his generation were already dead, and the remaining old fellows didn't care about matters of the world, and very few even knew of his existence.

The Ji Clan's ancestor was a Martial Immortal expert, and the person with the highest cultivation level in the history of the Ji Clan. His son, grandson, and great-grandson had all died, but he was still alive in this world.

The Ji Clan's ancestor was ten generations away from Zhang Yi. Even he didn't know what to call this kind of ancestor, so he called him the Supreme Elder in general.

Great Master, you came at the right time, you come to judge … "A look of joy appeared on Fu Yi Qun's face as he saw the Ji Family Patriarch, and he instantly grew arrogant as he pointed to Shangguan Tianming and said," I won the championship bravely. According to the rules of the competition, I can challenge the female arena master, and if I succeed, I can become Qin Jin's opponent. And they disregarded the rules of the competition, actually not letting me provoke the female arena master, and even using a minor to fool me, wanting me to marry her. If she's underage, how am I going to marry her? Wouldn't marrying her sully the good name of our ancient clan? "

Zhang Yi Qun looked at Shangguan Yujie and said, "Grand Elder, you saw it too. If I don't marry her, this little girl will continue pestering me, holding onto my clothes. They are clearly trying to ensnare our ancient clan's injustice. "

Bastard, do you still have a face? You are obviously suppressing me with your Heavenly Dao Will to the point that I can't even move!

Shangguan Yujie could not move or even speak, she was like a fool.

The Ji Clan's Ancestor obviously knew what was going on, because ever since he entered the semifinals, he had been hiding in the air and watching the competition. Not only did they spectate the match, they even made their moves at the critical moment. Unfortunately, no one noticed. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been so easy for him to win.

However, the Ji Clan's ancestor clearly knew that Zhang Yi Qun was lying, so he didn't say anything and turned a deaf ear to him.

When the people on and off the stage heard Zhang Yi's words, they immediately broke out into an uproar as they pointed fingers and scolded him one after another.

"The Gu family is too shameless, they actually lied with their eyes wide open." He was obviously the one who wanted to eat everything, but he had someone backing him up and he unexpectedly gave Zhu Bajie a hard time!

"The ancient people are a bunch of hypocrites who talk about righteousness and morality. They rely on the legacies left behind by the ancient times to bully the weak. Don't you know that?"

"It's really like this, so shameless …"

"…"

The Ji Clan's ancestor heard the accusations from the crowd and his face sank. He shouted out a warning, "You are talking nonsense here. Do you not want to live anymore?!"

At the same time, the pressure of the Martial Immortal Realm was released from his body. The shockingly powerful air waves swept in all directions, causing the entire space to slightly distort.

The pressure of the Martial Immortal Realm was truly extraordinary. Almost everyone felt it difficult to breathe. Some people even fainted away.

The huge drill ground immediately became silent, so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.

"You old bastard, it's fortunate that you've lived for over a thousand years. You've never worked in your four bodies, and you've never eaten a single grain. What use is there for you to live that long? You can only waste food and resources."

While the Ji Clan's people were all suppressed by Ji Hao's power, a loud and sonorous voice came from the ground.

As the voice rang out, everyone on the training field who still had some perception looked in the direction of the voice, only to discover that it came from a fourteen or fifteen year old youth. He only saw that the youth's face was not red and did not even gasp for breath. The pressure from the Martial Immortal Realm did not seem to have any effect on him.

That person was none other than the peak.

Feng Feiyun didn't feel the suffocating pressure from the Martial Immortal Realm. When he saw the unconscious crowd around him, he didn't feel even the slightest bit of fear. Instead, he became full of fighting spirit.

"Bastard, go to hell!"

The Ji Clan's Patriarch had lived for over a thousand years, but he had never met anyone who dared to call him 'an old man who doesn't die'. At this moment, when he heard a puny little Fighter youth dare to insult him, his face darkened.

Feng Feiyun knew that he had scolded him, but he couldn't escape the calamity today, so he simply continued to curse: "You old bastard! You've lived for over a thousand years and haven't died yet, so how can I die?! If I die, you die first!"

While speaking, Feng Feiyun condensed all the Yuan Qi in his body into his right fist, and swung it towards Ji Hao's Ji Clan Patriarch. A strong gust of fist wind flew towards the sky like a hot knife through butter.

When he saw the 'corpses' strewn all over the drill ground, he didn't understand what was going on. He then noticed the Ji Clan's Patriarch waving his sharp sword in the air towards the peak. He was so scared that his face turned pale, and he didn't even know where he was going.

That was an expert of the Martial Immortal Realm. Even if he were to receive such a blow, he would be seriously injured. Those below the Martial Master realm would explode and die, turning into ashes in an instant.