Devouring Sword God

Chapter 503 Invitation to Battle

Near the Vitality River in the Palace of Desolation, there is an exceptionally huge giant flat-topped mountain. On the top of the mountain, there is a vast platform.

Standing on this platform, one can have an unobstructed view of the entire River of Vitality below.

At this time, the platform was already full of people, and it seemed extraordinarily lively.

At the edge of the platform, a young man in red is looking at the River of Vitality below with his hands up and down. The River of Vitality is filled with thick energy of vitality. If he can enter the bottom of the river and receive the empowerment of vitality, it will definitely help him break through the bottleneck of his cultivation. .

Thinking of this, the face of the young man in red became more and more gloomy, and anyone could feel the anger in him.

"Senior Brother Qing Kuang, don't be angry, no one has thought of such a thing..."

Beside the young man in red, several disciples of the Desolation Palace were constantly persuading him, trying to dispel the anger in his heart.

At the same time, these disciples of the Desolation Palace are also a little helpless. Just yesterday, there was news that the Qingkuang senior brother in front of him had received the quota for the River of Life and Death Empowerment, but he didn't expect that his quota would be taken away by a sweeping boy one night later. It is no wonder that he is so angry in his heart.

"Hmph! A new student is just a boy who sweeps the floor. Even if he is some kind of arrogant killer, I am afraid he should understand what qualifications are!"

Qing Kuang said in a cold voice, "If he wants to get this vitality river empowerment, he will have to stay in the Palace of Desolation for another two years!"

The surrounding disciples all became slightly weird when they heard the words, it seemed that the situation was not going to let it go.

Immediately, they also felt a little sympathetic to Yi Xiaoyao. Without enough strength and qualifications, even if they got the quota, they might not be able to protect it.

If Qingkuang insists on making a move, even if Yi Xiaoyao can still get the quota in the end, it will inevitably lose his face, and he will not be able to stay in this barren palace.

As for strength, there is no suspense. It has been three years since Qing Kuang joined the Palace of Desolation, and now his cultivation has reached the peak of the fourth level of Yin and Yang. Worthy of entering the virtual nine realms.

At this moment, more and more disciples gathered on this flat-topped mountain. Many people came here after hearing the news and wanted to watch the excitement.

They all knew very well that the boy sweeping the floor named Yi Xiaoyao probably wouldn't get the Vitality River empowerment too easily.

And while these disciples were waiting, suddenly there was a sound of breaking wind in the distance, and a figure finally landed on the platform.

This figure was Yi Xiaoyao.

And with his appearance, the originally noisy platform suddenly became quieter, and all eyes immediately gathered towards him, and many people's eyes were mixed with a sense of playfulness.

Yi Xiaoyao, who had just arrived here, obviously noticed this strange atmosphere, but he had been reminded by Mu Changhun a long time ago, and he did not reveal the slightest surprise.

He understood that with his status, even Mu Changhun's sweeping boy would not be able to convince the crowd. After all, this is a world where strength is the most important thing, and in such a large sect where geniuses gather, sometimes seniority is the most important thing.

As for how to deal with this situation, Yi Xiaoyao is also clear.

At this time, a group of people suddenly walked towards Yi Xiaoyao, and the leader was dressed in red.

"Are you the sweeping boy who recently joined the Palace of Desolation, Yi Xiaoyao?"

Qing Kuang walked up to Yi Xiaoyao and asked in a deep voice.

"There will be a good show to watch next."

Seeing Qingkuang approaching Yi Xiaoyao, all the disciples present were thinking to themselves, and the expressions on their faces became more and more interesting.

Yi Xiaoyao's eyes moved slightly, then he smiled slightly, cupped his hands and said, "I've seen senior brother."

Seeing Yi Xiaoyao's attitude, Qingkuang softened his expression a bit, but he still couldn't hide the anger around him.

"Yi Xiaoyao, I have heard about your reputation outside, and I even admire you very much. But since you have joined the Barren Palace, you have to act according to the sect's rules. With your qualifications in the Barren Palace, I am afraid that you have not Qualification took away my quota, so I suggest you, brother, that it may be a better choice for you to compete for this quota in a few years."

Qing Kuang's voice was faintly filled with an irresistible majesty.

Yi Xiaoyao raised his brows, he could understand the other party's anger, and he would be so angry if his quota was taken away by a newcomer.

Speaking of which, the tone of this Qing Kuang's speech has exceeded Yi Xiaoyao's expectations, and it is considered very polite.

"What's your qualifications?"

Yi Xiaoyao smiled lightly, and said, "Sometimes, strength represents qualifications. I wonder if senior brother agrees with me?"

"You mean to say that your strength is stronger than mine? So your qualifications are higher than mine?" Qing Kuang narrowed his eyes slightly and chuckled.

"That's not true, it's just that the brother said that I am not qualified, I just want to prove myself."

Yi Xiaoyao always had a faint smile on his face, and under the gaze of countless eyes, he raised his hand and said, "Senior brother, can we fight?"

At this moment, Yi Xiaoyao not only wants to prove whether he is qualified, but also wants to take this opportunity to show his prestige to all the disciples of the Desolation Palace.

So this battle, he has already planned.

When Yi Xiaoyao's words sounded in everyone's ears, there was an uproar among the surrounding disciples of the Desolation Palace in an instant, and a look of astonishment hung on everyone's faces.

Yi Xiaoyao's daring was beyond everyone's expectations.

"This guy is quite courageous!"

A hint of admiration emerged in the eyes of many people. The best solution to this kind of thing is to fight like Yi Xiaoyao's choice.

Strength can represent everything in any place, and the Palace of Desolation is no exception.

As long as Yi Xiaoyao can defeat the opponent, then Qing Kuang naturally has nothing to say.

"It's just that, without the support of sufficient strength, no matter how bold you are, it will eventually become arrogance."

Some disciples shook their heads, apparently not feeling that this solution was also applicable to Yi Xiaoyao.

Because they never thought that Yi Xiaoyao would have a slight chance of victory in the battle with Qing Kuang.

When Qing Kuang heard Yi Xiaoyao's invitation to fight, he suddenly showed a look of surprise. He had originally planned that if Yi Xiaoyao refused to give up the spot, then he would teach him a lesson and regain the spot.

Unexpectedly, Yi Xiaoyao turned against the guest directly and challenged him.

In this way, no matter whether the next outcome is victory or defeat, at least this courage has already impressed many people.

Even if Yi Xiaoyao loses in the end, as a newcomer, there is no shame in losing to a veteran disciple whose cultivation level is far superior to his.

At most, it is to give up the quota for the empowerment of the River of Life and Death to Qing Kuang.

However, for Yi Xiaoyao, defeat in the war was something he had never thought about, and it was impossible for him to allow such a thing to happen.

Since the quota for the initiation of the River of Life and Death has been given to him, he must decide!

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(End of this chapter)