Chapter 6

"If I beat you, I won't have the slightest sense of achievement, so I don't want to fight you; you're just a joke."

Zhou Kun's expression was cold and proud, his tone light and casual. He continued, "Before I change my mind, get lost quickly. The quota for the Black Dragon Tower isn't something even the Heaven Rank might qualify for. What makes you think you can?"

Zhou Kun was cold and aloof, and his appearance caused quite a stir among the crowd.

His cultivation had long reached the peak of True Spirit, with his True Qi being spiritual and invincible, making him the recognized top person on the Inner Rank.

He was extremely devoted to the sword, to the point of being obsessive. He detested pretentiousness and frivolity the most.

He was a formidable character!

It was said that he had cultivated the Lingxiao Sword Technique of the Canglan Academy to the seventh level, where the sword's momentum could injure people with its aura.

"Why should I leave?"

Si Xueyi looked at the other party, a playful smile on his lips.

A hint of coldness flashed in Zhou Kun's eyes as he said coldly, "You have some skills, not as useless as rumored, but in my eyes, you're still nothing."

As Zhou Kun spoke, he suddenly loosened his right hand that was holding the sword, and the sword blade with its scabbard crashed to the ground.

Bang!

He turned his hand and struck the hilt with his palm, the tip of the scabbard piercing the ground forcefully.

The crowd was uncertain, not knowing what Zhou Kun was about to do, when he said, "For a madman like you, drawing my sword would be a disgrace!"

The disciples of the Canglan Academy were immediately enlightened, finding him incredibly arrogant.

Bang!

Zhou Kun took a step forward, his True Essence surging, and the Lingxiao Sword Technique was activated, gathering a terrifying sword momentum around him.

With each step, the Lingxiao Sword Technique advanced one level. By the seventh step, the accumulated sword momentum was so intense it made people's hair stand on end.

Lingxiao Seventh Level, the sword light was blinding!

"You still have a chance to admit defeat. Otherwise, I can't guarantee you'll survive if I take another step. The sword momentum of the Lingxiao Sword Technique at the seventh level is terrifying beyond your imagination."

Zhou Kun's gaze was haughty, his expression arrogant.

At such a young age, to cultivate the Lingxiao Sword Technique to this level, he indeed had the right to be proud.

But how does the Lingxiao Sword Technique compare to my Dragon Prison Saint Elephant Technique?

Si Xueyi's lips curled into a playful smile as he said lazily, "Then take a step and show me."

What a guy!

Everyone was shocked. Did this guy really not know how terrifying the Lingxiao Sword Technique was?

To be so frivolous, he was truly overconfident.

"Overestimating yourself."

Zhou Kun's expression was arrogant, and he didn't bother to say more, lifting his leg to directly injure Si Xueyi with his sword momentum.

But as he lifted his leg, he was incredibly surprised to find that he couldn't take the step.

He looked up in astonishment and saw Si Xueyi looking relaxed, a faint smile on his lips, his eyes filled with amusement.

That look made him extremely uncomfortable. He secretly pushed the Lingxiao Sword Technique to its limit, but still couldn't move, unable to take another step.

How is this possible?

Zhou Kun finally felt something was wrong. The top person of the Inner Rank now felt a sense of fear.

He just

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needed to take one step, and the accumulated sword momentum would explode, severely injuring or even killing the opponent.

But he couldn't take that step.

What's going on?

Sweat poured down Zhou Kun's forehead, and he was extremely nervous.

Feng Yueyu's eyes also showed confusion. This shouldn't be the case.

Not just Feng Yueyu, but many of the prestigious disciples also had changing expressions.

Zhou Kun can't handle this joke?

The disciples on the Enlightenment Platform were all tense, and gradually, murmurs spread.

"Is that all you've got? Then let me take a turn!"

Si Xueyi laughed loudly and took a step forward.

Bang!

Zhou Kun's body, glowing with sword light, was hit hard, forced to take a step back, and a mouthful of blood spurted from his lips.

As Si Xueyi laughed, he took another step, and his aura surged.

After seven steps, Zhou Kun could no longer hold on, spitting out a large mouthful of blood, his face pale as paper, and he could only kneel on one knee.

Seizing the essence of heaven and earth, swallowing the mysteries of the sun and moon, mastering the cycle of all things.

The Dragon Prison Saint Elephant Technique!

Si Xueyi's palms came together with a hum, and the vast True Essence in his Dantian emitted a resounding sound, like an ancient sword that had never been extinguished, humming day and night.

The momentum accumulated by the Dragon Prison Saint Elephant Technique was released in an instant, and Zhou Kun, who was kneeling on one knee, was violently thrown back.

When he landed, he was completely limp and fainted on the spot.

Countless eyes on the Enlightenment Platform looked at Si Xueyi. The young man's long hair danced, a smile on his lips, his expression extremely arrogant.

Everyone was incredibly shocked. Is this really Si Xueyi?

The biggest joke in the Canglan Academy, the one who always came in last?

Si Xueyi's gaze was wildly arrogant, looking down on all. He laughed, "Is there no one else in this Canglan Academy? I'm determined to enter the Black Dragon Tower today. Who else dares to fight me?"

His words were bold and arrogant.

To others, they were incredibly grating, but to Si Xueyi, they were incredibly satisfying.

This was his style. Nine hundred years ago, I was the main character, suppressing countless geniuses.

This small scene is really nothing.

Silence fell on the Enlightenment Platform. No one was convinced, but no one dared to speak.

Zhou Kun was already the top person of the Inner Rank, and even he wasn't a match for Si Xueyi. Who else could be?

Unless the Heaven Rank disciples stepped in, no one could suppress Si Xueyi.

But the Heaven Rank disciples had a status in the Canglan Academy akin to elders, with a minimum cultivation of True Soul.

Si Xueyi was just at the beginning of True Essence, and the Heaven Rank disciples could crush him just by their realm. No one would lower themselves to fight him.

"This guy is really showing off!"

Gu Yuxin, looking at Si Xueyi's arrogant and unrestrained expression, gritted his teeth and said, "If the prestigious disciples stepped in, they could crush him with one finger."

"He's just counting on the prestigious disciples not wanting to fight him. What's there to be proud of?"

"A small man, becoming arrogant when he gets a bit of power. He was at the bottom every year for the past three years."

"For Si Xueyi, the Heaven Rank disciples don't need to worry about status. They should just take action!"

Gu Yuxin's words immediately drew many agreements.

They couldn't accept Si Xueyi getting stronger, feeling incredibly uncomfortable, and were all holding their breath.

Si Xueyi ignored these words, his handsome face, which made people jealous to the point of madness, smiled and said, "No one is stepping up? It seems everyone has no objections to me entering the Black Dragon Tower. If anyone is不服气, just step up. Don't hold back; it's bad for your health to hold it in."

Here we go again!

Si Xueyi's words instantly raised the blood pressure of many disciples of the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion.

So frustrating!

Many eyes glared at Si Xueyi, who wanted to hold back? Zhou Kun was already beaten by you, how could they not hold back?

Everyone was indignant but helpless, feeling incredibly frustrated.

"Humph!"

Feng Yueyu's eyes flashed with anger. This guy was showing off again. Why can't he be a bit more humble?

The Black Dragon Tower is a place of life and death. With this attitude, even if he enters, he will die.

Be serious!

Feng Yueyu was very angry, wishing she could step in and teach Si Xueyi a lesson.

"Hehe, thank you all for your generosity. Since no one is stepping up, I'll enter the tower." Si Xueyi, seeing no one challenging him, smiled and prepared to enter the tower.

On the Enlightenment Platform, above the sea of clouds, a magnificent ancient tower stood tall.

That was the Black Dragon Tower, where he needed the Dragon Lotus.

His body was desperately craving it, and just a glance made his blood boil.

I must get the Dragon Lotus!

Determination flashed in Si Xueyi's eyes.

"Dean, I, Tang Guanyu, have something to say!"

At this moment, a young man stood up in the crowd, his expression determined.

He was a young hero, sharp and formidable.

"Tang Guanyu!"

His words immediately caused a stir in the crowd, and countless eyes turned to Tang Guanyu.

He was only sixteen or seventeen, but his face was like jade, his eyes like stars, his brows sharp, and his aura formidable.

Just one look, and you could tell he was a young prodigy!

"Speak."

Feng Hao Yu said calmly.

"If I can defeat Si Xueyi, can I have the quota for the Black Dragon Tower?"

Tang Guanyu stared at the head of the Lingxiao Pavilion, his eyes burning with intensity.

The other prestigious disciples were stunned but quickly understood.

Among the prestigious disciples, if anyone was most qualified for the quota, it was Tang Guanyu.

He was too young, the same age as Si Xueyi,

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with a Heavenly-grade soul force, his talent was monstrous.

He had only been in the Canglan Academy for two years, and his cultivation had soared from the Postnatal Realm to the True Soul Realm.

To achieve such cultivation in two years was truly heaven-defying.

Many people thought Si Xueyi's Heavenly-grade soul force was fake, and Tang Guanyu was the true Heavenly-grade prodigy.

A group of elders around Dean Feng Hao Yu whispered, and many nodded at Tang Guanyu.

It would be more appropriate to give the Black Dragon Tower quota to Tang Guanyu rather than waste it on Si Xueyi.

"If it were anyone else, I would have to consider it, but since it's you, it's approved." Feng Hao Yu's words echoed, and the crowd immediately burst into exclamations.

"Hehe, Si Xueyi is in trouble!"

"He should have been dealt with long ago. Now he's destined to be a stepping stone for Senior Brother Tang."

"No matter how impressive he was before, one defeat will keep him under Tang Guanyu's feet forever."

Amidst the murmurs, many prestigious disciples looked at Tang Guanyu with envy. Such an opportunity didn't come often.

Gu Yuxin and his gang were overjoyed, their faces beaming.

"It's a sure thing!"

Gu Yuxin looked confident, clenching his fists and said firmly, "Even if other prestigious disciples step in, they would still give Si Xueyi some face. But Tang Guanyu is different. This kid has long wanted to expel Si Xueyi and form a new Canglan duo with Feng Yueyu!"

"Senior Brother Gu, you really understand!"

"Spot on, Senior Brother Gu, you're amazing."

The followers immediately chimed in with praise.

Gu Yuxin smiled calmly, ignoring the awkward flattery, and said modestly, "Wait and see the show. I bet Tang Guanyu will do something big. Just winning won't be enough for him to show off."

Duanmu Xi, beside Feng Yueyu, asked nervously, "Senior Sister, can Senior Brother Xueyi hold on?"

"No chance."

Feng Yueyu said coolly, her beautiful face slightly relaxed.

Letting Tang Guanyu end this is better. This way, Si Xueyi won't go to the Black Dragon Tower to die, and with his current strength, he won't be expelled from the sect.

Si Xueyi watched all this, a smile on his face. So sure I'll lose?

"By the way, old man, aren't you going to ask for my opinion?"

Si Xueyi's lips curled into a smile, and he looked up at the Dean of the Canglan Academy in front of the main hall, his eyes sharp and unyielding.

On the Crimson Flame Sacred Beast, Feng Hao Yu said, "You can refuse, but the promise stands. If you want to enter the Black Dragon Tower in the future, you must pass Tang Guanyu."

Si Xueyi laughed wildly, his eyebrows raised, and he asked, "Why would I refuse? I've said before, when dealing with someone like me, it's better not to talk about chivalry. The Heaven Rank disciples are just what I want!"

His words caused a sudden silence.

Everyone thought he would argue, but he was still so arrogant, not even putting the prestigious disciples in his eyes.

Feng Hao Yu's brows furrowed, a cold look in his eyes, and he said coldly, "Tang Guanyu, he's spoken, why haven't you moved yet?"