PFC Chapter 120 An Unfair Showdown
Chapter 120 An Unfair Showdown
"What?! She's that favored daughter of heaven..."
Shen Ming felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and subconsciously looked at Wu Shaotian.
After receiving an affirmative answer from the latter, his face turned pale for a moment.
In his memory, Sect Leader Murong had extremely high standards. Even Wu Shaotian, the young sect leader, was not worthy of his attention, and he had not accepted a single disciple in more than a hundred years.
Therefore, he was extremely shocked when he heard a few days ago that the sect leader had accepted a personal disciple.
"Shen Ming, is it? The sect leader's personal disciple is here. Why don't you pay your respects?"
Li Wudao's lips curled slightly, not forgetting to give someone a taste of their own medicine.
"you!"
Shen Ming frowned slightly, glanced at him coldly, then bowed slightly and respectfully said to Jiang Churan, "Shen Ming of Ziyun Peak greets Senior Sister Jiang."
Major sects have always valued rules and regulations. Given Jiang Churan's status, which is no less than that of the heads of the various peaks, according to etiquette, all disciples should pay their respects to her.
He was someone who admired the strong and had always wanted to befriend this disciple of the sect leader.
However, I didn't expect to offend the other party and leave a bad impression, so I felt quite uneasy.
Little did he know that his bow caused Wu Shaotian's expression to change slightly, becoming somewhat uncertain.
No matter what, Shen Ming was his man, and such deference made him look bad.
"Purple Cloud Peak...a member of Old Man Du's lineage?"
Li Wudao paused for a moment, then suddenly remembered Du Quan, who had escorted them to the Hundred Flowers Secret Realm. Du Quan was a kind elder.
To his surprise, Shen Ming was actually from Ziyun Peak.
"Well, get up."
Jiang Churan was fairly satisfied with Shen Ming's performance and didn't hold it against him.
Immediately, her gaze sharpened slightly as she looked at Wu Shaotian and said coldly:
"I am aware of Ruan Fei's actions. If the Enforcement Hall cannot handle this impartially, I may suggest that the Headmaster emerge from seclusion ahead of schedule. However, given the Headmaster's temperament, this matter will likely not end well..."
At this point, Wu Shaotian's expression changed slightly, and he quickly interrupted, "Then, according to Junior Sister Jiang, how do you think this matter should be resolved?"
Jiang Churan did not respond, but looked at Li Wudao beside her, her meaning was self-evident.
This scene shocked everyone present, leaving them deeply moved and unable to remain calm.
A disciple personally taught by the sect leader, with such an incomparably noble status, actually sought the opinion of an ordinary true disciple?
Shen Ming, in particular, had his pupils constrict slightly, his face filled with astonishment, finding it hard to believe that this frail young man held such a high position in Jiang Churan's heart.
Li Wudao remained silent for a moment, then looked expressionlessly at the Ruan father and son, and said calmly, "Even when beating a dog, one must consider its owner; moreover, Ruan Fei has insulted my clansmen..."
He paused, then said, word by word, "Kneel and apologize. From here, kowtow once every ten steps until you reach the outer gate. If you miss even one kowtow, this matter is not over."
After he finished speaking, everyone looked at each other, their faces showing reluctance.
This requirement is too demanding; it's simply asking the impossible.
You should know that it is at least five miles from the Law Enforcement Hall to the outer gate. If you kowtow every ten steps, you will be so ashamed that you will never be able to stay in the Xuantian Sect again.
"Absolutely not, Junior Sister Jiang! This request is outrageous! He's clearly trying to humiliate us!"
Wu Shaotian retorted with righteous indignation.
Jiang Churan was also stunned by Li Wudao's ruthless words. She glanced at him in surprise and felt a sense of unease.
This "childhood sweetheart" who accompanied her through two lifetimes did not seem to be as kind and easygoing as she appeared. His decisiveness in action showed a bit of the demeanor of a ruthless hero.
Suppressing the strange emotions within her, Jiang Churan raised her cold eyes and said without backing down:
"If it were a member of the young sect leader's clan who was beaten and humiliated every day until he was unconscious, or even whose cultivation level dropped, what would you do?"
This question stumped Wu Shaotian, who couldn't answer it at all.
Honestly, given his arrogant and domineering nature, if anyone dared to humiliate his clansmen in this way, exterminating the entire clan would be the least of his worries.
But how could he possibly say these true feelings out loud?
"You don't have to do it, but what about the Master..."
Jiang Churan's words were pointed and a blatant threat.
Wu Shaotian immediately deflated, his expression shifting uncertainly.
Based on his understanding of Murong Yan, if he were to discover that Murong Yan had abused his power for personal gain, he would surely be furious and demand a thorough investigation.
Normally it wouldn't matter, but now is a critical period for the Demon Clan's plan, and we cannot allow any mistakes to happen.
But if he were to leave in such a disgraceful manner, what would become of his dignity as the young sect leader?
If word gets out, won't people say that she's afraid of a newcomer who has only been in the sect for half a year?
At that time, how could he possibly have the face to lead the Xuantian Sect? This is absolutely unacceptable!
Caught in a dilemma, Wu Shaotian frowned in thought. His eyes caught sight of Shen Ming, and suddenly he realized something.
After a moment's hesitation, he feigned difficulty and said with a forced smile, "This young sect leader also has a condition. I wonder if Junior Brother Li dares to agree?"
"Oh? Tell me."
Li Wudao became slightly interested and looked at him with a forced smile.
"I've long heard that Junior Brother Li is a prodigy, a once-in-a-millennium talent in the sect, with divine comprehension. The fact that he's managed to emerge safely from such a perilous place as the Sword Ruins further confirms the rumors..."
Wu Shaotian showered the boy with praise, as if he wanted to elevate the young man to the heavens.
Everyone was stunned, their expressions varied, wondering what the young sect leader was up to.
He was looking annoyed just a moment ago, how come he's praising her now?
"Young Sect Master, please speak frankly. There's no point in talking about these empty words."
Li Wudao looked at him indifferently, unwilling to argue with him.
Interrupted abruptly, Wu Shaotian's eyes flashed with displeasure, but he quickly concealed it, forcing a smile as he said, "Junior Brother Li is quick-witted and straightforward, which is admirable. In that case, I, the young sect master, will speak frankly."
"This young sect master would very much like to give Junior Sister Jiang and Junior Brother Li some face, but after all, I promised Elder Ruan to intervene. If I leave now, I will inevitably be the subject of gossip."
Wu Shaotian looked troubled, his expression a mix of genuine and feigned reluctance, and pondered for a moment before saying:
"How about this, let Junior Brother Li have a match with Shen Ming? As long as he can last for a quarter of an hour without losing, I, the young sect master, will not interfere in this matter. What do you say?"
After saying that, he looked at Li Wudao with a burning gaze and smiled, "With Junior Brother Li's talent, it shouldn't be too difficult for you to last for a quarter of an hour, right?"
"no!"
Jiang Churan refused without hesitation.
The difference in skill levels is no joke.
Only after her Azure Phoenix bloodline was fully revived could she, at the peak of the Martial Sect, contend with a mere early-stage Martial King.
Li Wudao's natural talent was not as good as hers.
Even though he inexplicably awakened the Pure Yang Holy Body, his cultivation time was too short, and he had barely escaped from the Sword Ruins after a near-death experience. He still didn't know if he had any hidden injuries.
If we accept the challenge, our chances of winning are too low.
In a worse scenario, one could suffer severe injuries, even affecting the foundation of one's cultivation!
"Okay, I agree."
To everyone's surprise, Li Wudao readily agreed without even flinching.
Because his purpose in coming here was to establish his authority and to make an example of someone!
Xiao Jiang's appearance, while providing some support, is ultimately an external force. Relying solely on external power to suppress others is not a sustainable strategy.
He has lived two lives. In his previous life, he stood at the top of the investment field and was well aware of the importance of his own strength.
One must be strong to forge iron.
All relationships, face, and circles are fleeting; only personal strength is the greatest source of confidence and reliance!
"........"
Jiang Churan blinked her eyelashes, her pink lips parted slightly, her pretty face filled with surprise, and then she glared at him angrily.
"Do you even know how big the gap is between the Sect Realm and the King Realm...?"
With her divine sense, she could clearly perceive Li Wudao's cultivation level, which was only at the late stage of Martial Grandmaster.
Although the progress can be described as rapid, it is still far from enough.
Admittedly, her opinion of Li Wudao in this world has changed drastically, but she still finds it hard to believe that the latter can fight across three realms.
In particular, there is a significant difference between the Martial Sect Master and the Martial King.
It seems like a mere step away, yet it's as different as heaven and earth, blocking countless geniuses who struggle for half their lives without being able to cross it.
It should be noted that once one enters the King Realm, the "True Essence Stream" within the body will condense into a sea, and the strength of the True Essence will increase dozens of times.
Furthermore, one's spiritual awareness will also be enhanced accordingly, and one's perception and reaction speed will be far superior to before.
The most difficult thing to defeat is that Kings can fly!
Once air superiority is secured, no matter how hard Emperor Wuzong tries, it will be difficult to reach him, let alone defeat him.
This was undoubtedly an unfair contest.
"Don't panic, it's just a mere early-stage Martial King, I can handle it."
Li Wudao noticed Xiao Jiang's worried expression and comforted him with a smile, but inwardly he felt a slight chill.
Hui Zong may seem like an ordinary person, but he is probably being watched by countless eyes.
Today, if we cannot seize this opportunity to demonstrate our absolute value...
It's likely that within a few days, some old monsters will get restless and capture him for soul-searching.
This is by no means an exaggeration.
After all, who wouldn't be curious if a young man with a low cultivation level accidentally entered the Sword Ruins Forbidden Land and managed to walk out unharmed?
This is especially tempting for old folks nearing the end of their lives, who will likely go to great lengths to get all the details out of him.
After all, even if a mediocre disciple is ranked among the true disciples, in the eyes of some old monsters, he can still be easily overthrown.
Even if I die, I'm dead; no one will care.
Although Sect Leader Murong Yan had promised to protect him, he couldn't guarantee the extent to which he could do so, or whether he would betray him...
He dared not gamble on human nature.
"A mere Martial King? Heh, what an arrogant brat!"
"A martial sect master dares to challenge a true disciple of the sequence? He's utterly ignorant of his own limitations!"
"Shen Ming, defeat him within ten moves, lest you disgrace the young sect leader!"
Everyone cast doubtful and mocking glances at Li Wudao, and almost no one had any confidence in him.
Behind Wu Shaotian, several disciples of the Sequence glared angrily, then laughed in exasperation.
Shen Ming's expression was also unpleasant. It was the first time he had been provoked by someone of a lower cultivation level, and it would be a lie to say he wasn't angry.
However, out of respect for Jiang Churan, the sect leader's personal disciple, he suppressed his anger and tried his best to remain calm, saying:
"Since Junior Brother Li has agreed, how can I, as his senior brother, back down?"
He had already decided that he would make sure his opponent left the training ground lying down, paying a bloody price!
At this moment, only the green-haired turtle remained calm, lying on the ground with an expression of amusement on its face.
Others may not know Li Wudao's combat strength, but how could it not?
With the strength he displayed in the Sword Ruins, even the Corpse King with copper skin and iron bones was no match for him, let alone a guy who had just entered the King Realm.
Moreover, it strongly suspected that Li Wudao, like itself, had chosen to conceal his true abilities and had not actually used his trump card.
"Laugh now, but you won't be laughing soon~"
Hearing the sneers from all sides, a hint of amusement flashed in the green-haired turtle's eyes, and he suddenly felt like he was the only one who was sober in a world of drunks.