Far away, a series of crisp sounds resounded.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, a young man silently walked forward.
He was a very handsome young man, dressed in flowing white robes, with a stern expression, and a tall figure. At this moment, he stepped towards the stage, each step seeming solid and sturdy, as if his feet were firmly planted on the ground, exuding a mysterious sense of harmony.
Every movement gave off a martial artist's aura, making people's eyes light up.
Watching the protagonist-like entrance of Bai Changli in front of him, Chen An felt speechless.
In his previous life, he had read quite a few novels, and in those novels, the protagonist seemed to always arrive the last.
If one didn't show up at a crucial moment, they couldn't be treated like the protagonist.
The current Bai Changli seemed to have this aura.
In a novel, he would definitely be considered the protagonist with such treatment.
But if the other party was the protagonist, then what was he?
The jester who got slapped by the protagonist?
Chen An's mind wandered, lost in random thoughts.
"Let's begin."
The stern voice sounded from the front.
Bai Changli looked at Chen An and calmly said, "Here's some advice, use your strongest moves now so you don't miss the chance later."
"End this battle quickly, I have other opponents to find."
Chen An didn't speak but silently drew the long knife from his waist and stepped forward.
Crack!
The long knife fell swiftly like a flying leaf, cutting down with an excellent arc, showing a very skillful posture.
The long knife was swift, just the released force contained within it was enough to cleave a person in half, there would be no second outcome.
At the level of Small Achievement in the Internal Energy Realm, this should be considered a very powerful strike, even a martial artist of the same level would have to be careful when facing it.
However, this terrifying strike, when it fell in front of Bai Changli, only made him look disdainful.
Bang!
Before the people around could see what was happening, Chen An's entire body flew out directly, and even the long knife almost slipped out of his hand.
"The Wind Chase Knife Art is not supposed to be used like that."
Bai Changli's face was cold, with a hint of undisguised disappointment in his tone, "I heard that Miss Qing brought you here as a talented individual. Originally, I thought there might be some surprises, but now, it's just weeds."
He reached out and pulled out the long knife hanging from his waist.
It was a plain gold long knife with extremely exquisite patterns engraved on it, looking very precious and exquisite, considered a rare weapon.
The knife was good, and in Bai Changli's hands, the knife was wielded in a unique and mysterious manner, and the technique used was none other than the Wind Chase Knife Art that Chen An had just demonstrated.
But judging by its appearance, it was much stronger than the one Chen An had practiced just now.
"Three years ago, someone challenged me with the Wind Chase Knife Art, but was defeated by me using the same technique."
Bai Changli calmly said, "The person's Wind Chase Knife Art has been perfected for seven or eight years, it can be considered Mastered."
"You're far inferior to him."
As the words fell, the gold long knife fell instantly, slicing forward.
Bang!
The long knife collided, making a sound of steel collision in mid-air.
Chen An moved back silently, a gap appeared in the long knife in his hand.
Chen An looked at the long knife in his hand, speechless.
In the end, it was just a weapon made by an ordinary blacksmith, quite far from a real precious weapon.
Just a few clashes resulted in the current appearance.
Of course, this was also related to the Internal Energy of both sides.
The Internal Energy infused in the opponent's weapon was clearly stronger.
However, at this level of confrontation, it was almost enough.
Chen An got up silently from his original position and prepared to admit defeat.
"Sure enough, from the looks of you, you seem ready to surrender."
Bai Changli looked at Chen An's appearance, and seemingly guessed his next move, a sneer on his face, "When faced with a strong enemy that cannot be defeated, the first thought is to escape and admit defeat."
"Someone like you, what's the use of having a high cultivation base?"
"Constantly worried, submissive in front of strong opponents, is nothing but a coward at heart."
"Both you and your master behind you are just roaring with claws, but inside you're just a weakling trembling in fear!"
A cold voice came from the front.
These words couldn't be considered anything else but pure humiliation.
Faced with such humiliation, even if it was a martial artist, they would probably be burning with rage, wishing to fight with the other party.
If one couldn't resist this kind of insult, it would probably not yield a good reputation later.
What the other party probably wanted was this effect.
At the head, White Qing looked coldly at Bai Changyuan, her gaze ice-cold, "You really have a good little brother."
"What's the matter?"
Facing White Qing's gaze, Bai Changyuan just smiled and playfully said, "If a person doesn't act arrogantly, it would be a waste of their prime years. Young people being proud and arrogant is just normal."
"Compared to others, Changli at least has the qualifications to be arrogant, right?"
"A person as arrogant as this, will probably suffer sooner or later."
White Qing sneered, "Aren't you afraid of being resented by others?"
"It's said, being envied is a sign of talent."
Bai Changyuan waved his hand indifferently, smiling, "Only the most useless talent is afraid of being resented by others. True geniuses scorn everything, even if they're resented by villains, what can they do?"
"The grand competition is still ongoing, your young people have not surrendered yet. I suppose you don’t want to attract the elders by intervening, Clear?"
"Of course not."
White Qing stared deeply at him, as if she had already remembered him.
Below, on the stage.
Chen An sighed, then looked up at Bai Changli in front of him, "Nice words."
"However, there's one thing that I'm very curious about."
"The things you just said, would you dare to say them to someone stronger than you?"
"In front of a strong person, the weak should remain humble."
Bai Changli glanced at Chen An, calmly remarking, "Unlike some people, who lack awareness of their weakness."
Obviously, this phrase was referring to the current Chen An.
"So, are you essentially saying all these things just to people weaker than you?”
Chen An continued to sigh and looked at Bai Changli, “So the so-called bullying the weak and fearing the strong refers to people like you, right?”
"Facing the strong, the weak should be humble."
Bai Changli glanced at Chen An and calmly said, "Instead of like some people, without any awareness as a weaker individual."
With a clear statement, "No more pretending!"
As the crisp words fell, a rapid burst of internal energy erupted, in that moment it roared out like a furious tiger, deafening everyone.
Under that terrifying internal energy, a broken large knife flew from above and instantly split down.
Far away, a series of crisp sounds resounded.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, a young man silently walked forward.
He was a very handsome young man, dressed in flowing white robes, with a stern expression, and a tall figure. At this moment, he stepped towards the stage, each step seeming solid and sturdy, as if his feet were firmly planted on the ground, exuding a mysterious sense of harmony.
Every movement gave off a martial artist's aura, making people's eyes light up.
Watching the protagonist-like entrance of Bai Changli in front of him, Chen An felt speechless.
In his previous life, he had read quite a few novels, and in those novels, the protagonist seemed to always arrive the last.
If one didn't show up at a crucial moment, they couldn't be treated like the protagonist.
The current Bai Changli seemed to have this aura.
In a novel, he would definitely be considered the protagonist with such treatment.
But if the other party was the protagonist, then what was he?
The jester who got slapped by the protagonist?
Chen An's mind wandered, lost in random thoughts.
"Let's begin."
The stern voice sounded from the front.
Bai Changli looked at Chen An and calmly said, "Here's some advice, use your strongest moves now so you don't miss the chance later."
"End this battle quickly, I have other opponents to find."
Chen An didn't speak but silently drew the long knife from his waist and stepped forward.
Crack!
The long knife fell swiftly like a flying leaf, cutting down with an excellent arc, showing a very skillful posture.
The long knife was swift, just the released force contained within it was enough to cleave a person in half, there would be no second outcome.
At the level of Small Achievement in the Internal Energy Realm, this should be considered a very powerful strike, even a martial artist of the same level would have to be careful when facing it.
However, this terrifying strike, when it fell in front of Bai Changli, only made him look disdainful.
Bang!
Before the people around could see what was happening, Chen An's entire body flew out directly, and even the long knife almost slipped out of his hand.
"The Wind Chase Knife Art is not supposed to be used like that."
Bai Changli's face was cold, with a hint of undisguised disappointment in his tone, "I heard that Miss Qing brought you here as a talented individual. Originally, I thought there might be some surprises, but now, it's just weeds."
He reached out and pulled out the long knife hanging from his waist.
It was a plain gold long knife with extremely exquisite patterns engraved on it, looking very precious and exquisite, considered a rare weapon.
The knife was good, and in Bai Changli's hands, the knife was wielded in a unique and mysterious manner, and the technique used was none other than the Wind Chase Knife Art that Chen An had just demonstrated.
But judging by its appearance, it was much stronger than the one Chen An had practiced just now.
"Three years ago, someone challenged me with the Wind Chase Knife Art, but was defeated by me using the same technique."
Bai Changli calmly said, "The person's Wind Chase Knife Art has been perfected for seven or eight years, it can be considered Mastered."
"You're far inferior to him."
As the words fell, the gold long knife fell instantly, slicing forward.
Bang!
The long knife collided, making a sound of steel collision in mid-air.
Chen An moved back silently, a gap appeared in the long knife in his hand.
Chen An looked at the long knife in his hand, speechless.
In the end, it was just a weapon made by an ordinary blacksmith, quite far from a real precious weapon.
Just a few clashes resulted in the current appearance.
Of course, this was also related to the Internal Energy of both sides.
The Internal Energy infused in the opponent's weapon was clearly stronger.
However, at this level of confrontation, it was almost enough.
Chen An got up silently from his original position and prepared to admit defeat.
"Sure enough, from the looks of you, you seem ready to surrender."
Bai Changli looked at Chen An's appearance, and seemingly guessed his next move, a sneer on his face, "When faced with a strong enemy that cannot be defeated, the first thought is to escape and admit defeat."
"Someone like you, what's the use of having a high cultivation base?"
"Constantly worried, submissive in front of strong opponents, is nothing but a coward at heart."
"Both you and your master behind you are just roaring with claws, but inside you're just a weakling trembling in fear!"
A cold voice came from the front.
These words couldn't be considered anything else but pure humiliation.
Faced with such humiliation, even if it was a martial artist, they would probably be burning with rage, wishing to fight with the other party.
If one couldn't resist this kind of insult, it would probably not yield a good reputation later.
What the other party probably wanted was this effect.
At the head, White Qing looked coldly at Bai Changyuan, her gaze ice-cold, "You really have a good little brother."
"What's the matter?"
Facing White Qing's gaze, Bai Changyuan just smiled and playfully said, "If a person doesn't act arrogantly, it would be a waste of their prime years. Young people being proud and arrogant is just normal."
"Compared to others, Changli at least has the qualifications to be arrogant, right?"
"A person as arrogant as this, will probably suffer sooner or later."
White Qing sneered, "Aren't you afraid of being resented by others?"
"It's said, being envied is a sign of talent."
Bai Changyuan waved his hand indifferently, smiling, "Only the most useless talent is afraid of being resented by others. True geniuses scorn everything, even if they're resented by villains, what can they do?"
"The grand competition is still ongoing, your young people have not surrendered yet. I suppose you don’t want to attract the elders by intervening, Clear?"
"Of course not."
White Qing stared deeply at him, as if she had already remembered him.
Below, on the stage.
Chen An sighed, then looked up at Bai Changli in front of him, "Nice words."
"However, there's one thing that I'm very curious about."
"The things you just said, would you dare to say them to someone stronger than you?"
"In front of a strong person, the weak should remain humble."
Bai Changli glanced at Chen An, calmly remarking, "Unlike some people, who lack awareness of their weakness."
Obviously, this phrase was referring to the current Chen An.
"So, are you essentially saying all these things just to people weaker than you?”
Chen An continued to sigh and looked at Bai Changli, “So the so-called bullying the weak and fearing the strong refers to people like you, right?”
"Facing the strong, the weak should be humble."
Bai Changli glanced at Chen An and calmly said, "Instead of like some people, without any awareness as a weaker individual."
With a clear statement, "No more pretending!"
As the crisp words fell, a rapid burst of internal energy erupted, in that moment it roared out like a furious tiger, deafening everyone.
Under that terrifying internal energy, a broken large knife flew from above and instantly split down.
