klisemfg Chapter 2363
Chapter 2363
Bai He's face remained calm, but his brow twitched slightly, a faint hint of disdain flashed in his eyes, and his tone was as indifferent as ice:
"You don't need to give me any treasures. I'm only here to test whether you're qualified to withstand three of my moves. If you can't, I'll turn around and leave immediately, without any further entanglement."
Upon hearing this, Chen Xuan's lips suddenly curled into an arrogant smile. He raised his hand and pointed at the white crane, his tone blunt and leaving no room for argument: "You are no match for me."
"What did you say?!" Bai He's pupils suddenly contracted, and a sharp killing intent instantly spread out.
His appearance represents not only his master, Daojun Liuyue, but also the reputation of Mingyue Palace and Mingyue Supreme Dojo.
Chen Xuan's casual remark was tantamount to a public slap in the face.
Chen Xuan didn't care at all, turned his head and waved to Lu Xueqi with a gentle smile.
Although Lu Xueqi was somewhat puzzled, she still obediently flew over and gently placed her fair white hand on his palm.
Chen Xuan, holding her hand, glanced at the unfriendly-looking Bai He and said loudly, "So what if you can only withstand three moves? I'll find someone who can withstand three moves from you. If she can withstand three moves from you, could she also become a disciple of the Supreme Dojo?"
As soon as this statement came out, the whole audience was in an uproar!
Countless gazes were fixed on Chen Xuan as if he were a madman, and gasps of astonishment filled the air.
This is the entry qualification to the Supreme Dojo, an immense wealth that countless geniuses would fight tooth and nail for, and Chen Xuan is actually going to give it away?
"He's insane! This kid is absolutely insane!"
"Although Lu Xueqi is strong, she couldn't even defeat Meng Die and suffered a humiliating defeat. How could she possibly withstand three moves from the Dao Lord's personal disciple?"
"Is Chen Xuan deliberately humiliating Mingyue Palace, or is he truly arrogant to the extreme?"
The white crane was completely stunned, clearly not expecting such a turn of events.
He was ordered to test Chen Xuan, not anyone else, and for a moment he didn't know how to respond, his brows furrowed and he hesitated.
"Hmph... Of course..." Just as Bai He was about to refuse, a gentle yet authoritative voice suddenly rang in his ears.
He was startled, an expression of disbelief flashing in his eyes. He then cupped his hands in a gesture of respect towards the void. When he looked at Chen Xuan and Lu Xueqi again, his tone had calmed down. "In that case, let her fight in your place."
Bai He's gaze fell on Lu Xueqi. As a descendant of the ancient and rare celestial birds, he completely ignored her appearance and demeanor, leaving only scrutiny and a cold warning:
"No matter who the opponent is, I will go all out. If you know the difficulty and want to back down, you can still leave now; but if you insist on going on stage, I'm afraid you won't even have the chance to admit defeat before you die."
Upon hearing this, Lu Xueqi raised her eyes to meet Bai He's gaze, her expression calm and undisturbed.
She slightly cupped her hands, her tone cold yet undeniably firm: "Xueqi, you shall experience your senior brother's methods. If you are no match for him, you shall bear the consequences of your own life and death, and will not blame anyone."
"Very good." As Bai He finished speaking, his divine power erupted!
A terrifying pressure, like a raging tsunami, swept across the entire arena in an instant.
Behind him, three golden suns, condensed from blood and qi, slowly manifested, their divine light blazing so brightly that even the heavens and earth paled in comparison—that was the ultimate foundation of cultivating the Heavenly God Realm to perfection, with blood and qi surging like rivers and divine power as vast as the ocean.
Even Chen Xuan, upon sensing this immense divine and demonic energy, was surprised – this boy's foundation was so solid.
Aura is the outward manifestation of the fusion of the Great Dao and the foundation, and it is also a key indicator for judging strength.
The white crane's aura was so strong that it could crush ordinary Heavenly God Realm cultivators.
With a flick of his wrists, a pair of snow-white gloves quietly appeared, shimmering with a faint pure yin divine light. The gloves were made from the feathers of the ancient white crane mixed with crimson moon refined gold, and were his natal pure yang divine weapon.
"Come and fight!" Bai He shouted, and a pair of white wings slowly unfurled on his back, the feathers sharp as knives and gleaming with a chilling light. "I'll say it again, within three moves, I will give it my all!"
Chen Xuan gently squeezed Lu Xueqi's small hand, feeling the warm touch on his fingertips. He leaned close to her ear, his voice deep and gentle, filled with absolute certainty:
"There's no need to hide your strength in this battle. This person is an unparalleled genius of the demon race, skilled in close combat. Those wings are merely an aid; his true killing move lies in his hands. If you conceal your strength, you won't be able to defeat him, and the outcome will certainly be decided within a hundred moves."
Chen Xuan's realm had long surpassed that of his peers; he had fused the two Great Daos to ninety percent, and was only one step away from breaking through to the True God Realm. The white crane's true nature was completely transparent to him; with just a glance, he could see through its strengths and weaknesses.
"Don't worry, I know what's important. Wait for my good news." Lu Xueqi smiled sweetly at Chen Xuan, a sly fighting spirit flashing in her eyes.
She immediately turned around, lightly touched the air with her toes, and slowly walked towards the center of the battlefield.
Halfway there, she raised her hand and made a sound that resounded throughout the entire area—two Beiming swords, shimmering with seven-colored light, shot out from the air and landed in her palm. The divine golden light on the swords flowed, and the pressure of the imperial weapon sword embryos quietly spread.
"No! Little girl, you cannot enter!"
"That's a direct disciple of a Fourth-Step Dao Lord, capable of killing an ordinary First-Rank Celestial Immortal with a mere wave of his hand! You can't even beat Mengdie, going up there is just suicide!"
"Chen Xuan! You're sending your Daoist partner to her death! Have you gone mad?"
"Zi Chen! Jue Wuqing! What are you two old geezers standing there for? Stop them! If the Holy Lord of Yao Guang finds out about this, he will skin you alive!"
The crowd below the stage was filled with voices of dissuasion, some shouting anxiously, some angrily rebuking, and some even standing up to try to forcibly stop them.
Zi Chen and Jue Wuqing exchanged a glance, then fell silent, their eyes fixed intently on Lu Xueqi in the arena, their gazes filled with no worry, only complete trust.
Jue Wuqing slowly uttered four words, his voice not loud, but clearly carried throughout the entire venue: "Let's see what happens!"
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Cultivating immortality involves three calamities and nine tribulations; calamities are easy to avoid, but tribulations are hard to escape.
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