"Which pit did you crawl out of? What, do you think having a head of red fur means you can pretend to be a red-haired turtle?
After coming to the academy for so long, have you only learned to help dogs eat poop? I asked him, 'Why are you butting in?' Long Chen glanced sideways at the man and sneered.
Long Chen originally didn't want to argue with these idiots, but Mu Qingyun had few who could curse, so Long Chen had no choice but to step up.
"Courting death."
The man with fiery red hair was named Xiang Kejie, a powerful fire cultivator. In a fit of rage, his entire body was engulfed in flames, instantly transforming into a fiery figure, startling all the experts present.
"Wow, that's amazing!" Long Chen looked at Xiang Kejie in shock and exclaimed in awe.
"Now you know how powerful it is?" Too late, Long Chen, today I'm going to ... you," Xiang Kejie sneered.
"That's a great move. If you die, you won't even need to ask anyone—you can cremate yourself without causing trouble for others. So cool!" Long Chen gave a thumbs-up in admiration.
Xiang Kejie almost spat out a mouthful of blood. He had thought Long Chen was shocked by his strength, but in a twist, it turned into a huge mockery.
The disciples present burst into laughter. At first, they were shocked by Xiang Kejie's fiery power, but then Long Chen made them laugh with just one sentence. Long Chen's comedic skills are truly extraordinary.
Mu Qingyun and the others had been in a very bad mood, but Long Chen's words instantly eased their worries.
Moreover, Long Chen's cynical attitude, treating all pressure as if it didn't matter, made them forget their worries.
"Long Chen, if you're a man, show your true skills. Playing words makes you a true hero." The man wearing a hat and with green eyes also spoke up.
Long Chen shook his head and waved a finger: "First, it was Hero Chu Kuang who spewed filth all over the place, and then I fought back."
Second, eloquence is also a real skill. Teaching and giving instructions often requires words. Being eloquent is the foundation of being a mentor. If you don't have the ability, just say you don't. Don't talk about real or fake skills.
Third, I'm very puzzled. Are you guys really taught the skills of helping dogs eat poop taught by a single master?
Fourth, and what I most want to know, may I ask you, do you have dual cultivation partners? Yang
Fang of the Demon Eye hadn't expected Long Chen to ask this question, didn't think much of it, and sneered, "Of course, and not just one." "
Oh,"
Long Chen made a look of sudden realization, pointing at Yang Fang's hat and said, "No wonder your hat is this color. Love is a ray of light—so green it makes you nervous." Yang
Fang's hat was actually not an ornament, but an auxiliary spiritual artifact related to his demonic eye.
The green hat was a taboo for Yang Fang. For years, no one had dared to mention it in front of him. Long Chen said it publicly, and Yang Fang's eyes shone brightly, revealing murderous intent.
"Long Chen, you're courting death." Yang Fanghan said angrily.
"With you all these big, smelly creatures here, do I still need to go look for them?" Long Chen pointed at Chu Kuang and the others, puzzled.
"You..."
Chu Kuang and the others were so furious they felt like their lungs would explode. They were no match for Long Chen. They had finally witnessed how sharp Long Chen could be—one sentence could choke someone out, and they simply couldn't continue talking.
Seeing Chu Kuang and the others' faces flushed with the color of pig liver, Mu Qingyun couldn't be happier. Long Chen's skills were incredible; just this eloquence alone made everyone envious.
In the Judgment Hall, the chief examiner was forced to bow his head and admit his mistake. Here, the group was left speechless and at a loss for words. All the disciples present had truly witnessed Long Chen's formidability.
The funniest part was that every time Long Chen finished speaking, the disciples around him cheered and cheered, supporting him in terms of momentum.
Originally, Chu Kuang intended to show overwhelming strength and completely shatter the confidence of Mu Qingyun and the others, but as soon as Long Chen spoke, the situation instantly reversed. It was the other side of the Xiaoyao Alliance whose morale was broken, while on the Xiaoyao Alliance side, everyone was elated and morale soaring.
"I'm too lazy to waste words with you. Let's see what happens in a bit!" Chu Kuang had nothing more to say and directly gave this sentence—neither awkward nor awkward.
"If you're too lazy to waste words, why are you here spouting filth? Is it because your head is filled with too much crap? Isn't it a bit uncomfortable to spray out?
Or was it that last time the fire caused the in your brain to ferment? Or maybe my slap ruined your brain? Long Chen said disdainfully. Unable to outshone others, he just gave such a pointless remark—how annoying.
"Long Chen..." Chu Kuang's voice came from clenched teeth. As soon as Long Chen spoke, he went to open up his wounds. His hatred for Long Chen had reached a level that words could not describe.
"Clang"
Suddenly, a bell rang, and everyone felt a chill in their hearts. They hurriedly sat up—this was the preparatory bell.
"Buzz"—
the bell rang out, and in the void, three chairs appeared—one to the east, two to the west—standing facing each other. Long Chen and the others stood to the east, and couldn't help but look up at the chair.
"Why does this chair look familiar?" Long Chen couldn't help but murmur to himself.
"Of course it looks familiar. You've even sat on it before." Mu Qingyun smiled and said, "Isn't that the chair of the head of the Discipline Institute?"
After Mu Qingyun finished speaking, the head of the Discipline Institute had already appeared, sitting in that chair.
Meanwhile, to the west, Chu Huairen and another elder also appeared, the three of them facing east, one to the east, two to the west, forming a standoff position.
"Rumor has it that this Divine Dao supremacy is also a contest between the head of the Discipline Institute and the other two officials.
It was said that the head of the Discipline Institute was extremely dissatisfied with the Chu family's affairs and had tried several times to suppress the Chu family's power, but all failed.
This time, the head of the Discipline Institute seemed to be using this divine path contest to have a showdown with the other two elders. When the three big shots appeared, the disciples present erupted in an uproar.
"But if this is really a contest, then the head of the Discipline Institute is bound to lose. The gap in strength between the two sides is just too great." Someone whispered.
Although they supported Long Chen in spirit and admired his courage and eloquence, strength is strength; shortcuts are not allowed, and luck is not a matter of luck.
"How can we insignificant ants possibly understand the game between big shots? Better not waste your brain guessing—just watch the outcome calmly, isn't it? Someone said calmly, clearly who wins or loses has nothing to do with them—just watch and watch.
"I wonder if we can appeal to the chief seat. Chu Kuang is clearly cheating." Mu Qingyun said softly to Long Chen.
At this moment, the head of the Discipline Institute also looked at Long Chen. Seeing the look in his eyes, Long Chen shook his head and said,
"No need. They cheated. If you drag me in, isn't that cheating?"
You all need to be careful. This time, the Divine Dao Contest may not have many rules. This is no joke—this is real combat, and you might die. You need to be mentally prepared. "
ThoughJust
then, another bell rang out, and suddenly the entire square became ethereal, as if Long Chen and the others were in another world.
"The Divine Path Struggle begins now."