Chapter 90

Yang Dingtian has returned; Yang Dingtian actually managed to arrive at the last moment.

Instantly, the arena was like a whirlwind had swept through it, and all the disciples of Yunxiao City stood up to see what this legendary waste and madman looked like.

And those disciples who had hope in Yang Dingtian wanted to see what the successor chosen by the great Ximen City Lord looked like.

Although Yang Dingtian was very famous in Yunxiao City, not many people had actually seen him.

...

"I didn't expect him to really come. The madman is indeed a madman, actually coming here to seek his own death."

"Yes, he was just an启蒙者 (initiate) five days ago, and now he dares to return for the competition. He must have completely messed up his brain by learning the Pig Slaughtering Sword Technique, creating delusions that he is powerful, so he came here to seek his own death."

His enemies mocked him coldly.

And the disciples who had hope in Yang Dingtian, who had been looking forward to his appearance, now dared not hope anymore. After all, Yang Dingtian was just an initiate a few days ago, while the weakest in today's elimination battle was a three-star Xuan warrior. No matter how you looked at it, Yang Dingtian had no hope at all.

The handsome Qin Shaobai looked at Yang Dingtian and smiled, "He is Yang Dingtian? He really came to seek his own death? It seems the Pig Slaughtering Sword Technique really messed up his brain. Elder Tang, your Ximen City Lord's judgment is really terrible."

In Qin Shaobai's words, there was not a trace of respect for Ximen Wuyuan.

"Who can say otherwise?" Tang Bozhao sneered.

"It's a pity that a beauty like Ximen Yan has been disgraced, but I won't mind too much." Qin Shaobai shook his head and sighed, then cast a greedy gaze at Yan's full and fiery body.

Qin Shaobai was truly extremely arrogant. Yan was originally his brother Qin Huaiyu's target, but he completely ignored this and openly showed his wolfish intentions toward Yan.

Not only Qin Shaobai, but many of the disciples present also showed disappointed expressions when they saw Yang Dingtian.

So this is Yang Dingtian? He's not impressive at all, looking nothing like a hero.

At this moment, Yang Dingtian was dusty and ragged, indeed looking quite disheveled.

...

Seeing that Yang Yan did not respond, Yang Dingtian called out again, "Great Elder, Yang Dingtian has come to participate in the elimination battle!"

Yang Yan deliberately pretended to be impatient, "But the time has passed, and the elimination battle has already ended."

Tang Bozhao stepped forward, "Great Elder, since he has come, why not give him a chance, so everyone can see what kind of person our Ximen City Lord's chosen successor is?"

Yang Yan coldly said, "Fine, let some people see that not just any cat or dog can become the successor of Yunxiao City. You will handle the rest!"

"Yes!" Tang Bozhao said.

Then, he slowly walked to the front of the platform and looked down at the thousands of disciples, "Our great Ximen City Lord has chosen Yang Dingtian as the successor. I know many of you still have hope in Yang Dingtian! Today, we will see if Yang Dingtian has the qualifications to become the successor of Yunxiao City. Let us see how good the judgment of our Ximen City Lord is!"

Tang Bozhao's words were very blunt, deliberately trying to use Yang Dingtian to shake Ximen Wuyuan's authority and status.

Then, Tang Bozhao looked at Yang Dingtian, "Yang Dingtian, you managed to return before sunset. But the elimination battle has already ended, and we cannot rearrange it for you. So we can only follow the old rules."

Hearing the words "old rules," Lady Ximen and Ximen Lie's faces suddenly changed.

Yang Dingtian frowned, "Old rules, what are the old rules?"

Tang Bozhao said, "The old rules are a round-robin match on the platform. You set up the platform, and the ten disciples who lost in the elimination battle can challenge you. If you lose even one match, you will be considered to have lost the elimination battle and will be expelled from Yunxiao City immediately!"

"Then, how do I win?" Yang Dingtian asked.

"You win if you win three consecutive matches," Tang Bozhao said, "That way, you will have the qualifications to stay in Yunxiao City and participate in the City Lord's position battle next winter."

Hearing Tang Bozhao's conditions, Ximen Lie and Lady Ximen's faces changed, but they did not protest. Because this was indeed the old rule of Yunxiao City.

However, many people in the audience showed strange expressions. Five days ago, Yang Dingtian was just an initiate, and now he was setting up a platform to accept challenges from ten Xuan warriors. Wasn't this the most absurd joke?

Tang Bozhao couldn't help but sneer, "These are the old rules. Are you willing to set up the platform and accept the round-robin match?"

"I am willing," Yang Dingtian said.

"Then go to the arena," Tang Bozhao said.

...

Yang Dingtian slowly walked to the arena, officially setting up the platform to accept the round-robin match.

Tang Bozhao looked at the ten disciples who lost in the elimination battle and said, "Who wants to challenge Yang Dingtian, come to the arena!"

No one stepped forward, no one responded.

Tang Bozhao said again, "Who wants to challenge Yang Dingtian?"

Still, no one responded!

When Tang Bozhao asked for the third time, someone finally stepped forward, "Respected Elders, although we lost in the elimination battle, challenging an initiate is a great disgrace. We will not go up!"

This statement caused a roar of laughter from the audience!

The scene became awkward because no one was willing to challenge Yang Dingtian, thinking he was too weak.

Tang Bozhao frowned; this wouldn't do. Someone had to go up and defeat Yang Dingtian, so he could be officially expelled from Yunxiao City.

Yang Yan saw this and said, "Whoever defeats Yang Dingtian can stay in Yunxiao City!"

Hearing this, the ten disciples' faces changed, showing extreme joy, and they rushed forward.

"I will challenge!"

"I will challenge!"

Ten people vied to go first, as in their eyes, Yang Dingtian was definitely a point machine.

Seeing this, Tang Bozhao shouted, "Who was the worst in the elimination battle, step forward!"

Instantly, a young man stepped forward; he was the weakest in the elimination battle.

"What is your name? What is your Xuan Qi level?" Tang Bozhao asked.

"Sun Juan, three-star Xuan warrior," the young disciple said.

Tang Bozhao said, "Sun Juan, you are the weakest in Yunxiao City. Go and fight Yang Dingtian! Let some people see what kind of person the Ximen City Lord has chosen as the successor."

Instantly, Sun Juan's face showed incredible joy, not believing such good fortune had fallen on him. He excitedly said, "Yes, Elder."

Then, he leaped onto the high platform!

Tang Bozhao impatiently looked at the sky, "Sun Juan, finish quickly, don't waste everyone's time!"

"Yes!" Sun Juan said, then drew his sword and said to Yang Dingtian, "Yang Dingtian, please!"

Yang Dingtian nodded, walked a dozen steps to Sun Juan, and took out his weapon, the Night Owl strange blade.

When he took out his weapon, the audience burst into laughter.

What an ugly weapon, what a poor weapon. Indeed, the Night Owl giant sword, with all its violent aura suppressed, looked like a piece of ugly scrap metal.

"Yang Dingtian must have really messed up his brain by learning the Pig Slaughtering Sword Technique, picking up a weapon from the garbage heap!"

"Start, Yang Dingtian!" Sun Juan raised his head excitedly, looking at Yang Dingtian with disdain. Although he was the last in the elimination battle, he did not take Yang Dingtian seriously at all.

"Please!" Yang Dingtian said, about to raise the Night Owl giant sword.

"Wait..." suddenly Yan called out and ran onto the arena.

Then, in the mesmerized gazes of everyone, Yan came to Yang Dingtian and said softly, "Yang Dingtian, you didn't disappoint me today. Even if you lose and are expelled from Yunxiao City, I will leave with you and continue to be your wife. I believe you will have a powerful day, I believe you will have a day to return to Yunxiao City!"

After saying this, before Yang Dingtian could respond, Yan ran off the arena.

Seeing this, Qin Shaobai's face changed, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Then, he pretended to yawn impatiently, took out a gold coin from his pocket, and said to the arena, "That Sun Juan, to save everyone's time, I will spin this gold coin. If you can finish the match before the coin falls, I will give you a whole bag of such gold coins."

Saying this, Qin Shaobai glanced at Sun Juan.

If Sun Juan was smart enough, he would understand Qin Shaobai's meaning. He had to not only defeat Yang Dingtian before the coin fell but also give him a brutal and bloody end. If he could do this, he would be Qin Shaobai's man in the future.

Sun Juan's body heated up; if he could attach himself to Qin Shaobai, his future would be boundless.

Instantly, Sun Juan's gaze toward Yang Dingtian became cruel and cold, and he said slowly, "Yang Dingtian, weapons have no eyes, don't blame me!"

"No problem!" Yang Dingtian said.

Qin Shaobai suddenly spun the gold coin in his hand, signaling the start of the match!

"Kill..." Sun Juan roared, waving his sword with all his strength and Xuan Qi, charging at Yang Dingtian!

Yang Dingtian stood still, as if unaware of the opponent's attack.

In an instant, Sun Juan was in front of him, his sword aimed at Yang Dingtian's body, slashing down like lightning.

From the chest to the groin, he aimed to split Yang Dingtian's vital areas in two, intending to disembowel him.

Seeing Yang Dingtian standing still, those who had hope in him were truly devastated. Had Yang Dingtian really been driven mad by the Pig Slaughtering Sword Technique? The opponent was about to disembowel him, and he didn't even try to dodge.

Sun Juan's eyes glinted with a bloodthirsty light, thinking, "Yang Dingtian, don't blame me, who made me use you as a token to join Qin Shaobai!"

Instantly, Sun Juan's blade, infused with all his strength, was about to slash from Yang Dingtian's chest to his groin!

"Ah..." countless people gasped, instinctively closing their eyes, unable to bear the cruel scene that was about to unfold.

When Sun Juan's blade was an inch away from Yang Dingtian's groin, Yang Dingtian's Night Owl strange blade suddenly slashed out, like lightning!

The third move of the Pig Slaughtering Sword Technique, beheading!

"Clang..." a loud sound, a flash of sword light, and blood splattered!

"Ah..." a piercing scream, a figure flew out dozens of meters, spraying blood in the air, flying out of the arena, and landing heavily on the ground, life or death unknown.

The one who was thrown out was Sun Juan.

In one move, Yang Dingtian had defeated him in a single move!

And at this moment, Qin Shaobai's gold coin had not yet fallen!

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PS: The recent chapters all need to be rewritten, and I wrote until five in the morning again, it's really cold!

Brothers, please support, please warm me up!

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