Chapter 845: Chapter 846: I Want to Fight 10 People


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    The crowd gathered in the arena, with onlookers carefully scrutinizing the disciples from both sects, causing bursts of astonished gasps from time to time.


    “That leading disciple from the de Sect is Ye Yidao, right? It’s said that he’s extremely proud. Even though he could be on the Heavenly Immortal Ranking, he adamantly only challenges those in the top fifty geniuses and he’s just a bit shy of reaching the fiftieth spot. His strength is truly unfathomable!”


    “Yeah, the cultivators from the de Sect are overwhelmingly domineering. Their swordsmanship is wild and unrestrained, with wide and wild swings, and theirbat power is fierce, far stronger than other disciples of the same realm.”


    “On the other hand, the Sword Sect seems somewhat weaker in terms of momentum, with only Situ Baoqi in the Heavenly Immortal Realm and seemingly no other familiar disciples. Seems a bitcking.”


    “That’s where you’re wrong. They’ve known that they can’t beat the de Sect, soing here today is just going through the motions. After all, today’s interests have nothing to do with the Sword Sect, so naturally they won’t take it too seriously.”


    The cultivators eagerly searched for the genius cultivators they recognized, continuously eximing in amazement. Upon closer inspection, one could indeed discover many talented individuals, all once heard of in rumors, and it was unexpected that they could all gather here today, creating a truly unprecedented spectacle.


    In the face of such an enthusiastic scene, Li Xiaobai couldn’t get excited. At this moment, his eyes suspiciously watched Ying Diao, feeling that the other was about to make a big move.


    “Senior Wu, Sect Master, is there anything I need to do? It’d be better to instruct me in advance so I can be prepared and not hold you back.”


    Li Xiaobai asked tentatively.


    “Hmm, you’re about to step into the arena, indeed I should give you some instructions.”


    “First, do not kill anyone, second, do not capture anyone, and third, the Sect Master has high hopes for you. Fight well and raise the prestige of our Sword Sect.”


    Ying Diao nodded and said after a moment of thought.


    “What about you, Senior Wu?”<div>


    “Your Sect Master is quite right.”


    Wu Chengjue nodded and said indifferently.


    Li Xiaobai was suddenly speechless; these words were as good as saying nothing.


    Both sides’ cultivators were ready, and the judging elder on the stage said aloud, “Fellow cultivators havee today to witness this grand event, and it is indeed a fortune for the Little Ghost Secret Realm.”


    “The arenapetition will have disciples from the three realms of immortality fight in turn, with the victor remaining on the stage until they are defeated and another can take their ce, best two out of three rounds.”


    “Now for the first round, disciples from the Human Immortal Realm willpete. Each side may choose a disciple to enter the stage.”


    The judging elder announced, and among the de Sect disciples, a burly figure stood up, his legs slightly tensed as he leapt onto the stage.


    “My name is Li Duanshui, who dares to fight?”


    Li Duanshui said with a bellowing voice.


    Li Xiaobai saw that the disciples from the severalrge sects did not dare to move rashly, all looking towards the Sword Sect disciples. It was obvious what they meant: they had no confidence and wanted to let a Sword Sect cultivator take the lead.


    “Junior Brother Hua, you go meet him.”


    Situ Baoqi said to a disciple beside him, who bowed and stepped onto the stage.


    “I am Hua Shuo, pleased to learn from your skills, brother!”


    Hua Shuo greeted with a cupped fist and announced loudly.


    “Cut!”


    Li Duanshui roared, hisrge de sweeping through the air as a swath of de light shed across the stage. The disciple named Hua Shuo was instantly cut into pieces, blood mist spraying, leaving no bones behind.


    The crowd went silent, not a sound to be heard. A one-sh victory over a Sword Sect disciple—this scene was too domineering.


    “Next!”


    Li Duanshui continued to taunt from the stage, his eyes filled with challenge.


    The disciples fell into a silence; they had no assurance they could defeat the opponent—in fact, they doubted they could even withstand a single strike from him.


    Under the Elder’s urging, a few reluctant cultivators stepped onto the arena, and the oue was as expected. With no will to fight, they didn’t have a chance to retaliate. One sh each, they were all cut into pieces by Li Duanshui, dead through and through.


    For a moment, an intense aura of death hung over the arena.


    “Hahaha, challenging the de Sect results in this fate. de Sect is awesome, de Sect is invincible!”n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om


    Li Duanshuiughed boisterously, his hair flying about, his face filled with pride and contempt. In his view, these cultivators from what they called great sects were all paper tigers, not a match for a disciple of his de Sect.


    “Wow, the disciples of the de Sect are fearless and unstoppable. The saying that de cultivators of the same realm are unmatched isn’t baseless—that sh just now was too fierce!”


    “Indeed, this Li Duanshui seems to be a cultivator ranked within the top thirty on the Human Immortal Ranking List. He’s not someone ordinary cultivators canpete with.”


    “In my opinion, his ranking still has room to rise. The Sword Sect is in danger today.”


    The spectating cultivators’ eyes widened; the start was too shocking. Was there anything more thrilling than a one-sh kill?


    de cultivators are dedicated to the path of the de, following a masculine and fierce route. Some even stake their entire lives on a single sh, seeking to kill with one hit, and would gracefully ept death if their enemy dodged their attack.


    This type of cultivator matched the scene on the tform at this moment perfectly.


    However, Li Xiaobai noticed that Ying Diao’s expression seemed a bit unsightly. With each death of a Disciple onstage, his wooden face grew grimmer by the minute. Even though only the first to go up was a Disciple of the Sword Sect, and the several after were cultivators from other sects, Ying Diao’s expression became darker and darker, as if his beloved possessions were being damaged by others.


    “Enough, there’s no need for senseless sacrifice. Let’s move directly to the battle of the Earth Immortal Realm. Li Xiaobai, you’re up!”


    Ying Diao stopped the sects’ suicidal actions, speaking to Li Xiaobai.


    “Understood!”


    Li Xiaobai nodded, walking slowly towards the arena. Li Duanshui’s arrogant behavior had irked him. If he was still in the Human Immortal Realm, when would it be the turn of such a character to show off in front of him—did they not know that he used to be first on the Human Immortal Ranking List?


    “You guys over there,e down together. I’m going to fight ten!”


    Li Xiaobai casually pointed to a few cultivators from the de Sect in the Earth Immortal Realm and spoke indifferently.


    “That’s absolute nonsense, has your brain gone bad?”


    “Kid, do you know what you’re talking about?”


    “With that frail body of yours, one of our de Sect disciples could crush you with just a finger!”


    The de Sect cultivators were furious, enraged at being challenged by an unfamiliar face.


    “I want to fight ten, you should understand what I mean—I’m giving you an opportunity.”


    Li Xiaobai stood with his hands behind his back, speaking calmly to the burly man from yesterday and the others.


    Against everyone’s expectations, those Earth Immortal Realm cultivators didn’t object. Instead, they all stood up, actually epting the challenge.


    After being suppressed yesterday, they knew all too well they were no match for the young man. If they could unite and attack together there might be a chance. Standing here, they were here for the benefit of their sect, not to quarrel over dignity.


    “Referee, does this not vite the rules of the Little Ghost Arena?” the burly man asked.


    “Since none of you object, naturally there’s no issue. Remember, in the arena, blows do not differentiate friend from foe, and everything should be done in moderation.”


    The referee Elder nodded, though he clearly found it hard to believe in Li Xiaobai’s strength and couldn’t help but give a reminder to the burly man and the others.


    Their hearts filled with rueful smiles—they thought it was him who needed to hear this advice.


    Li Xiaobai chuckled and returned Li Duanshui’s earlier challenge tit for tat, “This ce isn’t called the Little Ghost Arena. From this moment on, it’s called Li Xiaobai Square!”


    “Li Xiaobai is awesome!”