Published: February 24, 2025
Tan Yun felt a surge of anger rise within him as he heard the young man's words.
"Calm down," he said, trying to diffuse the situation. "There's no need for such hostility."
The towering young man, however, was not in the mood to listen. His eyes were blazing with rage as he glared at Kang Shiyuan.
"You think you can just toy with us? You've crossed a line!"
Kang Shiyuan merely smirked, unfazed by the confrontation. "Is that so? Then come at me with everything you've got."
With that, the atmosphere turned tense. The young man from the Beast Spirit Lineage prepared for battle, his fists clenched tightly.
Tan Yun stepped forward, recognizing the potential for conflict to escalate. "Let's not make this a fight. We can resolve this without violence."
But the young man was already too far gone in his fury. He charged at Kang Shiyuan, ready to unleash his anger in a flurry of attacks.
Kang Shiyuan's smile remained, confident in his abilities. "You're going to regret this."
As they clashed, the air crackled with tension, and both sides braced for the impending showdown.
“Third junior brother!” Lin Dong raised his hand and grasped Mount Tai's wrist, shaking his head with a grim expression. “Let him live a little longer; you still need to compete with me later, so don't act on impulse for now.”
“Fine, I'll listen to you, second senior brother,” Mount Tai replied in a thunderous voice. He extended a thick finger, pointing at Ke Xinyi and Kang Shiyuan on Crouching Dragon Platforms No. 2 and No. 3, stating each word clearly, “In the upcoming arena master competition, if I catch you, I will definitely tear your heads off!”
In the face of his threat, Ke Xinyi and Kang Shiyuan merely smiled, a mix of disdain and contempt in their expressions!
In the next moment, no one from the other eight lineages stepped up to challenge the three from the Beast Spirit Lineage.
The absence of challengers indicated that no one was a match for them?
No, that certainly wasn’t the case!
The strong individuals from the other eight lineages were waiting for their turn to become arena masters, so it was not yet time for the decisive battle!
At this moment, a holy spirit practitioner from the Jade Tower stood up and proclaimed with full vigor, “Since no one is challenging my three disciples, the three of them from the Holy Spirit Lineage have now qualified for the top eight in the Crouching Dragon Rankings.”
Following this, Xiang Shengtian, Ke Xinyi, and Kang Shiyuan gracefully descended from the Crouching Dragon Platform.
For the three, there was no joy in successfully defending their positions, as if the title of arena master was their rightful place.
They exhibited an unmatched pride!
“Next, my Beast Spirit Lineage disciples will defend the arena,” the beast spirit practitioner said as he rose from his seat. “Lin Dong, Mount Tai, you’re up.”
“Disciples obey!” The two figures flashed, taking their places on Crouching Dragon Platforms No. 1 and No. 2.
“I’m so furious! Where did my great disciple run off to? He hasn’t arrived yet!” The beast spirit practitioner was displeased.
The great disciple he referred to was Bai Xu, who took his own life after being crippled by Tan Yun yesterday.
Bai Xu ranked third among the disciples of the Beast Spirit Lineage.
His second disciple Lin Dong and third disciple Mount Tai were tied for first place.
The second-ranked individual was Chen Song, the grandson of elder two Murong Hong from the Beast Spirit Lineage.
“Sovereign, how about allowing my grandson to participate?” At this time, Murong Hong suggested while glancing at Wu Hong.
“Alright,” the beast spirit practitioner nodded. “Chen Song, the responsibility of defending the arena falls to you next.”
“Disciple obeys!” Chen Song, around twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, respectfully replied. With a flicker, he appeared on Crouching Dragon Platform No. 3.
The three arena defenders were all at the great perfection of the fetal soul realm!
“I hereby announce that the defense of the arena for my Beast Spirit Lineage begins!”