Chapter 36

"Don't interfere, it would be best if he dies!"

Originally, if there was a loss of control in the training ground, the elders had to step in. However, because of Jiang Ren, none of the elders intervened. Although Teng Shaofeng's actions were somewhat despicable, the death of Ling Dao would be a win-win situation for everyone.

"No!"

Jiang Ren roared in anger and rushed towards Ling Dao. Unfortunately, he was too far away, and Teng Shaofeng's sword was too fast; he couldn't reach Ling Dao in time. At this moment, he deeply regretted his own weakness. If his realm were higher, he might have been able to save Ling Dao.

"Boy, let me see your strength. I, the Deputy Sect Leader, don't believe you will be killed by Teng Shaofeng!"

Deputy Sect Leader Zhuang Xin sat upright, with no intention of intervening. Unlike the other elders, he had noticed Ling Dao long ago. He found that the stronger Ling Dao's opponent, the stronger Ling Dao became, as if there were no limits.

"Kill me? You won't have that ability even after another ten years of cultivation!"

Ling Dao, who had just sheathed his sword, slashed it out even faster. A thunderous sound echoed in the arena, and everyone felt the ground shake. Then, Teng Shaofeng was sent flying with his sword.

"How is this possible?"

Teng Shaofeng's eyes widened in disbelief as he watched Ling Dao move farther away. Even if a True Qi Realm martial artist were caught off guard, they might not have been able to dodge that sword. But Ling Dao didn't dodge; he countered with a powerful strike, sending Teng Shaofeng flying.

"Spit!"

Teng Shaofeng spat out a mouthful of blood, the intense pain causing him to scream. Then, his vision went black, and he fainted. Ling Dao's kick was extremely heavy, and Teng Shaofeng would not recover for several months.

"Brat! You're courting death!"

An elder stood up abruptly. Teng Shaofeng was his disciple. When Teng Shaofeng became the senior disciple of the outer sect, he was taken in by Ji Yuanliang. Unlike Jiang Ren, Ji Yuanliang was quite influential among the elders and resided in the Sky-Splitting Palace in the east.

"The outer sect disciples' competition is just a friendly match. Why did you use such force? What did your master teach you?"

Ji Yuanliang looked at Ling Dao coldly, his True Qi surging, emitting an extremely powerful aura. A wave of pressure pushed towards Ling Dao, like a massive tide, clearly indicating that he had surpassed the True Qi Realm.

"Where were you when your disciple tried to kill me? Now that he's just injured, you can't control yourself? It's just a matter of skill. If it were a life-and-death battle, would you expect others to show mercy?"

Ling Dao had seen many grand scenes; he had even dared to attack the Purple Microcosm Holy Land. A mere Ji Yuanliang was nothing to him. Given enough time, surpassing Ji Yuanliang would be easy. Such a person couldn't scare him.

"Too arrogant! This is defying an elder!"

"He doesn't even give the elder face. His future won't be easy!"

"I actually admire him. If it were me, I wouldn't have the courage!"

The disciples' comments made Ji Yuanliang's eyes flash with intense anger. When had a mere outer sect disciple dared to be so disrespectful to him? Had he lost all his authority?

"Enough! Haven't you embarrassed yourself enough?"

At this moment, Zhuang Xin spoke, and even Ji Yuanliang shrank back. Ji Yuanliang was just an elder, and compared to the Deputy Sect Leader, his status was clearly inferior, not to mention that Zhuang Xin was stronger.

"But... Deputy Sect Leader, my disciple was severely injured and is still unconscious!"

To Ling Dao, Ji Yuanliang was domineering and unreasonable, but to Zhuang Xin, he could only explain. In the world of martial artists, only strength mattered. If Ling Dao were stronger than Ji Yuanliang today, even if he killed Teng Shaofeng, Ji Yuanliang wouldn't dare to say a word.

"Your disciple had the intent to kill first. Being severely injured is his own fault. Even if this boy killed your disciple, he would deserve it! The boy is right; if you're not skilled enough, who can you blame?"

Ji Yuanliang wanted to say more, but after a glare from Zhuang Xin, he had to retreat. He glared at Ling Dao, vowing to remember this day and find ways to take revenge later.

"I'll let you enjoy a few more days. Once the outer sect disciples' competition is over, I'll find ways to make you suffer. No, I'll make your life worse than death!"

Ling Dao didn't care what Ji Yuanliang was thinking. Even if he knew, he wouldn't mind. As the saying goes, when the enemy comes, we meet them; when water comes, we block it. If you have the ability to kill me, then it's my own fault.

"This match, Ling Dao wins!"

Now, only thirteen outer sect disciples remained in the promotion round. To select the top ten, three more had to be eliminated. The elders' method was simple: select six to compete, and the losers would be eliminated.

With the elders' manipulation, Ling Dao was among the six. Not only him, but also Li Shengxiong and Xie Ling'er were included. As for Xia Xinyao and others, they directly entered the top ten, as they had the strength.

"Ling Dao versus Xie Ling'er!"

Xie Ling'er didn't expect to face Ling Dao so soon. Ling Dao's previous sword strike left a deep impression on her. She wanted to find an opportunity to spar with Ling Dao and see who had the faster sword.

"Junior Brother, why don't we see who has the faster sword?"

When Xie Ling'er said this, she had a small idea. Ling Dao's strength wasn't just about the speed of his sword. If Ling Dao only competed in sword speed, he would be giving up his strengths. Xie Ling'er thought Ling Dao would definitely object, but to her surprise, he smiled and nodded!