Almighty Conceited Sovereign

Chu Tianpo and Dou Tianmin were both true disciples alright, their strength was enough to intimidate any one of the inner and outer sect disciples.    

The two of them clashed. Surprisingly, they didn't even need to probe each other. It was as if they understood each other very well. From the very first strike, they began to fiercely attack.    

He did not make a detour and only fought for seconds.    

The outcome of the battle between the two ranked seventh and eighth true disciples was no longer a one and a half move, but rather a mere split-second.    

The intense battle was only because they knew their opponents too well. They all wanted to expand their aura to its peak as soon as possible and suppress their opponents. They only needed a little bit of opportunity to decide the victor.    

With this thought in mind, the scene became intense from the start. It was as if a soundless tune had provoked the blood of all the outer and outer disciples of the Battling stage to boil, making them wish that they could become one of these inner and outer disciples standing on the stage and fight till the end of spring.    

Wind Roar!    

Frenzied Blast!    

The world that filled the sky and earth was filled with endless shock.    

In Fang Shaobai's eyes, this was probably the most shocking battle she had ever seen up till now.    

However, Fang Shaobai still felt that it was not enough.    

He felt that although Chu Tianpo and Chu Tianpo were evenly matched and couldn't be compared, the two of them wouldn't be as intense as others had imagined.    

It was as if the two of them had already formed a tacit understanding of each other. Even though they were fighting, they weren't fighting with their lives on the line, so Fang Shaobai was unable to feel the aura of a true life or death battle.    

Fang Shaobai sensed that these two should both have hidden trump cards, yet were unwilling to reveal them. In their eyes, although victory and defeat were important, it was far less important than protecting their trump cards.    

Therefore, he could foresee that although this battle seemed to be extremely intense, there was no longer any danger involved. It was more so that while Chu Tianpo and Dou Tianmin were fighting, they were also using the other party to train their martial skills.    

But then again.    

Whether it was Chu Tianpo or Dou Tianmin, the martial skills of the two could be said to be shocking.    

Fang Shaobai counted the martial skills that the two of them had used in her mind. She was surprised to find that the martial skills that the two of them had used had been changing back and forth between the seven types of martial skills.    

However, any one of these seven types of martial skills had already reached the peak of the Chenchen.    

The two of them relied on these seven martial skills to fight against each other and break apart the opponent's attacks. Using speed, they actually fought each other a full one hundred and twenty-seven times.    

Wu Zong cultivation, peak level Chenchen martial skill!    

Tsk tsk, this was definitely a level above him.    

Fang Shaobai had also foreseen the tyrannical strength of some of the true disciples with the strength of Chu Tianpo and Dou Tianmin. In her heart, she immediately put away the contempt she had for the Successor Disciples. With his current strength, if he wanted to be one of the top ten true disciples, she would have a heavy task ahead of him!    

All the way until the one hundred twenty-eight explosions.    

Dou Tianmin still found a slight chance to gain an advantage, and pushed Chu Tianpo off the stage in one go.    

In the end, Dou Tianmin still obtained the victory in this unveiling of the Battling stage, and it could be said to have opened up a fresh memory for the current year's Battling stage.    

After obtaining his first victory, Dou Tianmin did not try to show off. It was clear that he was clear that he did not use his full strength in the battle with Chu Tianpo, and this was not a life and death battle.    

Relying on just this one throw at the advantage to show off in front of Chu Tianpo, was undoubtedly a huge insult to him.    

Dou Tianmin only glanced at him gloomily from the stage, no one knew what meaning his glance had. He did not explain, nor did she speak much, and directly took Qian Mingzu and left.    

Although Chu Tianpo lost, she was not angry. Such a loss couldn't shake his tenacious mind. He was still smiling as he returned to the stage and shouted at Fang Shaobai: "Haha, Junior Brother Fang Shaobai, I heard that the first time you participated in Battling stage, you already determined all the opponents for the first twenty matches in a month. The mission is really heavy, how about we go up and finish a few matches now?"    

Although Fang Shaobai didn't know why Chu Tianpo helped him, since Chu Tianpo had released it with good intentions, how could he refuse? Unless it was absolutely necessary, who would be foolish enough to offend a true disciple?    

To offend a true disciple was perhaps bad luck, but to offend a true disciple was simply a brainless act.    

Fang Shaobai's eyes turned, she smilingly grabbed the olive branch Chu Tianpo threw to him, and immediately leaped back onto the stage, her face relaxed as she said, "Senior Brother Chu, you are right. I have decided on 20 opponents for this month, and I want to use this opportunity today to complete a few of them.    

Chu Tianpo laughed out loud, "Alright, I will watch you fight a few rounds off the stage. After that, we will find a place to drink!"    

As he said that, he faced the four directions and shouted, "Fellow Cloud Sea Sect s, this is Junior Brother Fang Shaobai's challenge. If you don't want to see it, then go and complete your own challenges. "    

After he finished, he winked at Fang Shaobai, "Junior-apprentice Brother Fang, this is your first time participating in the Battling stage, work hard, I think highly of you!"    

Then, Chu Tianpo floated down from the stage, and stood in an empty area near the stage with her hands crossed in front of her chest, as though she was waiting to see a good show.    

At this moment, the faces of the people near the stage changed. Many people even revealed an envious and jealous expression.    

Not only did Fang Shaobai not die from her arrogant provocation, she was instead chosen by Chu Tianpo as the target of misfortune. She even stayed over to watch Fang Shaobai's challenge for the first time, and even invited Fang Shaobai to drink with him after the battle.    

This was a good thing that so many inner court disciples couldn't even dream of. To be on good terms with a true disciple, not to mention being lucky enough to get some benefits from a true disciple, just say that the true disciple was going to become the head of Cloud Sea Sect, to be on good terms with them, would he suffer a loss?    

"Damn it, what kind of dog shit luck is this Fang Shaobai getting, why is Chu Tianpo being so nice to him, it is as if she is intentionally protecting Fang Shaobai."    

Many people could not understand the reason, and Fang Shaobai was equally confused. There was no such thing as love or hatred without a reason or cause.    

He believed that Chu Tianpo wanted to use this opportunity to add fuel to the fire. But he had given Dou Tianmin so many opportunities, so why did he have to do it today? Moreover, after making a move, she even invited him to drink with her. It was clear that there was a reason behind all of this.    

But right now, Fang Shaobai did not continue to consider this matter. She would naturally know when it came to drinking.    

Fang Shaobai's expression became playful again, her eyes quickly searching for the Yunao peak disciple Zhang Lun.    

Hehe, Yunao peak's Senior Brother Zhang Lun, we did not manage to complete our challenge just now.    

Zhang Lun once again felt a large number of gazes converging on him, and he actually heard some people discussing in whispers.    

"Heh, I heard that the first one to send a challenge to Fang Shaobai was none other than Yunao peak's Su Youfeng. But Su Youfeng infuriated Fang Shaobai, in a moment of anger, she used all of the ten challenges she got in the first place in the first month on Yunao peak. "    

"Yeah, it's very obvious that Fang Shaobai wants to defeat the Yunao peak alone. Tsk tsk, this Fang Shaobai is really crazy, if he really succeeded, the Yunao peak would become a laughing stock. In the future, whenever Fang Shaobai appears, the disciples of the Yunao peak will not have the face to stay. "    

"Bastard!" Zhang Lun was extremely furious. Even though Fang Shaobai had not defeated the Yunao peak, the other people's words already made his face flush red. She felt that it was Fang Shaobai who was riding on top of the Yunao peak disciples' bodies, slapping them on the face.    

Zhang Lun leapt onto the stage and said angrily: "Fang Shaobai, stop being so crazy! If you want to challenge all ten disciples of my Yunao peak, I will tell you. Just me alone, I will make you feel ashamed, and I will beat you up like a chicken or dog. "    

Fang Shaobai laughed, "You want to beat me up until I'm like a chicken or dog? Then cut the crap and do it! "As your senior brother, I'll let you make the first move."    

Fang Shaobai had never been a good man or woman, she had already acted crazy, so she might as well sell everything she had until the end and completely trample over the dignity of Yunao peak.    

Zhang Lun had never seen such an arrogant person, he simply could not stand the provocation of Fang Shaobai looking down on him. A ball of anger rose uncontrollably from the bottom of his heart, "Fang Shaobai, you dog, you dare to underestimate me!"    

"Tch!"    

Zhang Lun suddenly rushed towards Fang Shaobai, a burst of cold blade light, bringing about a dense cold Qi, it transformed into eighteen blade shadows, with a domineering aura that surged, in the blink of an eye, it had enveloped Fang Shaobai.    

An early stage Su Pin martial skill, water type blade technique – Cold Stream Slash!    

As an inner disciple of the Yunao peak, even a seventh stage Martial Master like Zhang Lun was not something an ordinary disciple could compare to.    

"Zhang Lun is not bad, the Cold Stream Slash has actually reached seventy percent mastery. Looking at his blade, it seems that he is still a sixth stage Mystic Soldiers, you can't underestimate him."    

Fang Shaobai narrowed her eyes and turned a deaf ear to the discussions around the stage. Instantly, she moved her body, and that kind of berserk speed, that kind of extremely fierce aura spread out, causing people to feel as if there was a demon beast madly pouncing towards them. In a flash, Fang Shaobai's figure disappeared, and directly rushed into the cold stream of blade shadows.    

"So fast!" A cry of alarm came from below the stage!    

Fang Shaobai laughed loudly, "Zhang Lun, you are too slow, get lost!"    

Bang!    

Bang! A dull sound of impact came out, Fang Shaobai's tyrannical fist simply struck Zhang Lun's chest, causing Zhang Lun's chest to sink slightly, she spat out a mouthful of blood and flew out with her blade. Her body flew backwards, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, and landed on the stage.    

One move!    

Just one move!    

Zhang Lun lost, Fang Shaobai won!