Chapter 5

Indeed, how is this possible!

Not only Gu Yuxin, but all the disciples of other sects were dumbfounded.

Three days ago, Si Xueyi was still at the Houtian realm, but now he had reached the peak of the ninth level of the Xiantian realm, which was completely inexplicable.

If it were just breaking through to Xiantian, it would be understandable, after all, Si Xueyi had been stuck at the Houtian realm for three whole years.

Reaching the ninth level of Xiantian within three days was simply too exaggerated.

Gu Yuxin, who was lying at the base of the stone pillar, spitting blood continuously, struggled to get up, his eyes filled with fear.

He had intended to get up and fight again, but seeing Si Xueyi's current aura, he no longer dared to be reckless.

"Indeed, good-looking people really do have good luck," Duanmu Xi said with a smile after her shock, her beautiful eyes curved into a crescent, charming and adorable.

Feng Yueyu was incredibly surprised and exclaimed, "Si Xueyi, how did you do it?"

Si Xueyi, who had just been like a fierce tiger in the forest, now appeared graceful and elegant, and smiled, "In ancient times, there was a divine bird that did not fly for three years and did not sing for three years. When it flew, it soared to the sky; when it sang, it startled the world. Feng Yueyu, I told you, I was in hibernation."

His handsome face, like a flower, looked particularly sincere under the morning sunlight as he gazed at Feng Yueyu.

Feng Yueyu clearly didn't believe him and said through gritted teeth, "So, your soul power is also above the Heavenly rank?"

Si Xueyi admitted it naturally, "When a great Peng spreads its wings, it only regrets the sky is too low. Being above the sky is not that impressive after all."

Shameless!

The disciples of Canglan Academy, seeing his natural expression, all cursed him in their hearts.

Soul power represents a person's talent and cultivation speed.

Since ancient times, soul power tests have only had four ranks: Earth, Heaven, Black, and Yellow. How could there be a bone quality higher than the Heavenly rank?

"At this point, you're still lying to me? Still pretending?" Feng Yueyu was very upset and gritted her teeth, "At the peak of the ninth level of Xiantian, it's impossible to pass the Black Dragon Tower."

Si Xueyi smiled bitterly, "How could someone with such a good temper lie? Besides, no one believes the truth when it comes from someone like me."

If he had said this to Duanmu Xi, she would have forgiven him even if she had a grudge as big as the sky.

But in Feng Yueyu's eyes, he was incorrigible.

Si Xueyi didn't realize how much she worried about him. Even at the brink of death, he was still joking and being arrogant with her.

This guy was still gloating!

Seeing Si Xueyi's "innocent" smile, everyone was so angry they gnashed their teeth, especially because he was openly flirting with Senior Sister Feng Yueyu in public.

She was their goddess!

This wasn't the first or second time!

"Si Xueyi, you're already at the peak of the ninth level of Xiantian, yet you pretend to be at the Houtian realm. You're clearly bullying people!"

One of Gu Yuxin's subordinates, mustering up the courage, said to Si Xueyi, but quickly retreated after speaking.

Si Xueyi smiled, "Sorry, I'm here to bully people today. I hope more people come to let me bully. Is Canglan Academy out of people? Are they all hiding like turtles?"

He was naturally arrogant and, having cut off his own retreat, had no more reservations.

His words were extremely arrogant and domineering, with no attempt to hide his intentions, reaching the pinnacle of arrogance.

Who among those who could enter Canglan Academy in the Cangxuan Mansion didn't have a proud spirit? They had never looked down on people from other forces in their daily lives.

But Si Xueyi, a laughingstock who had been expelled nine times, was so domineering in front of them.

How could he be so arrogant and disrespectful?

Many disciples were furious, wishing they could stomp Si Xueyi into the ground and give him a harsh lesson.

Whoosh!

Four figures quickly rushed out from the crowd, their gazes all fixed on Si Xueyi. They had a heavy aura and were all at the peak of the Zhenyuan realm.

Above Xiantian is the Zhenxuan realm, which has three major levels: Zhenyuan, Zhenling, and Zhenhun.

Only those who mastered Zhenyuan could become inner disciples, and these four were all inner disciples.

"Inner Rank 27, Zhang Feng!"

"Inner Rank 18, Wang He!"

"Inner Rank 11, Bai Xiao!"

"Inner Rank 32, Zhao Feng!"

"Please, Junior Brother Xueyi, guide us!"

The four bowed and introduced themselves, their eyes sharp and their gazes like cold swords, staring at Si Xueyi.

As soon as they spoke, a cry of surprise echoed through the crowd.

These four were among the best of the inner disciples, especially Bai Xiao, whose strength had reached the peak of the Zhenyuan realm, ready to advance to the Zhenling realm at any time.

Moreover, they were all very young, the oldest being only nineteen, showing great promise and likely to become Tian Rank disciples in the future.

The elders in the hall were slightly relieved by this scene.

Although Si Xueyi was somewhat unexpected, he was still only at the ninth level of Xiantian. These four were more than enough to deal with him.

The quota for the Black Dragon Tower must not be wasted on him.

Bai Xiao, the strongest among them, looked down on Si Xueyi and said coldly, "Choose one of us. Don't say we're bullying you. If you can last ten moves, we won't stop you from entering the Black Dragon Tower."

The four stood tall and straight, like four sharp swords, sharp, cold, and proud.

Si Xueyi yawned and smiled mischievously, "Don't talk about ten moves or not. Come all at once. When dealing with someone like me, it's better not to talk about chivalry."

The four proud inner disciples were stunned and then furious.

Was this human talk?

Boom!

A terrifying aura erupted from the four, their Zhenyuan realm cultivation making them exude a sharp and fierce presence.

"Si Xueyi, arrogance has its limits!"

Zhang Feng was the first to attack. As soon as he spoke, he disappeared from his spot.

Swoosh!

The next moment, a sharp and loud sound of breaking air echoed in the air, and dazzling sword light bloomed like fireworks.

The sword light came from the sword in Zhang Feng's hand, which shone brilliantly under the injection of Zhenyuan, almost blinding to look at.

In an instant, the sword light was in front of Si Xueyi.

The angle of the sword was high, and Zhang Feng intended to show off. He wanted to flash the sword and shave off all of Si Xueyi's hair.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on his face. The sight of this guy's bald head would be quite amusing.

What a fast sword!

The outer disciples were amazed. These four were indeed outstanding among the inner disciples.

But the next moment, they couldn't speak anymore.

Because Si Xueyi was even faster. Without waiting for the sword to land, he struck a palm from a distance.

The Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique was activated, and a surging wave of spiritual energy rose from his purple palace.

Pfft!

Zhang Feng was still far away when he was struck by the palm and sent flying.

When he landed, he groaned and spat out blood continuously.

The others' faces changed dramatically, and it took them a while to react, looking at Si Xueyi with shock.

Even if Zhang Feng was somewhat careless, for Si Xueyi to send him flying with one palm was too overwhelming.

"Junior Brother Zhang!"

Bai Xiao and the others were shocked, checking his injuries, and their faces changed drastically.

They looked at Si Xueyi with anger in their eyes.

"You're too heavy-handed!" Bai Xiao said angrily.

Si Xueyi knew exactly what Zhang Feng intended, but he was too lazy to explain.

He just smiled and said, "Didn't I say, when dealing with someone like me, it's better not to talk about chivalry? After all, I've been the protagonist for nine hundred years!"

Si Xueyi smiled, his long hair flying, and his white robe making him look extraordinary.

He was arrogant and gave them no time to react, laughing as he charged forward.

Boom!

The pressure was terrifying, and the three faces changed instantly, drawing their swords from their waists.

Clang, clang, clang!

The four figures clashed, sword light intertwining, and Zhenyuan energy surging.

The three fought with all their might, but under Si Xueyi's attacks, they could only barely defend themselves.

Si Xueyi didn't use any killing moves, just ordinary boxing techniques with a touch of Dragon Tiger Fist's intent, which put immense pressure on them.

Before long, the three were struggling to hold on.

This scene left everyone speechless and disbelieving.

"Dragon Roar Tiger Roar!"

The first move of the Dragon Tiger Fist was unleashed, a highly aggressive and powerful technique.

Si Xueyi casually performed it, and the sound of dragon roars and tiger growls erupted, with a fist glow bursting out as he pushed forward.

The three were all sent flying, spitting blood, and their swords were knocked out of their hands.

The power of one punch was terrifying.

All the outer disciples were dumbfounded, including Gu Yuxin, whose injuries had slightly improved.

His legs went weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

If that punch had hit him, the consequences were unimaginable. Gu Yuxin was terrified, wondering what kind of monster this was.

"Boss, this guy... is really cool," his subordinate said cautiously, swallowing hard.

"Shut up..." Gu Yuxin's face turned pale, glaring at him fiercely.

He felt like crying, realizing that compared to Si Xueyi, he seemed quite ordinary.

"Trying to stop me from entering the Black Dragon Tower with this level of strength? Not enough," Si Xueyi said, stepping back, his hands behind his back, smiling.

So infuriating!

Seeing his arrogant and domineering appearance, those who had recovered from their shock gnashed their teeth in anger.

If they could have argued before, now they had no words left.

Those who had mocked him before felt as if they had been slapped hard.

"Think Canglan Academy has no one?"

Suddenly, a cold voice rang out, and a tall figure quickly approached from the crowd.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

He was so fast that his afterimage remained, his expression cold, his eyes sharp and proud to the extreme.

"It's Senior Brother Zhou!"

Exclamations echoed, and the newcomer was Zhou Kun, an inner disciple whose cultivation had reached the Zhenling realm.

When Zhenyuan energy gives birth to spiritual energy, it becomes the Zhenling realm, and the next step is the Zhenhun realm!

When Zhenyuan energy gives birth to spiritual energy, it undergoes a qualitative change, and Zhou Kun's strength ranked first among the inner disciples.

"The farce should end here."

Zhou Kun looked at Si Xueyi, his face expressionless, as if Si Xueyi were air.