Chapter 2326: Chapter 2322: Bullying the Few with the Many?

Boom...

With a loud explosion, Lei Ting’s figure was blasted away, crashing outside the viewing seats, raising a cloud of dust.

"What great strength, you do have some skills."

From the dust, a cold shout emerged.

Sizzling... The next second, lightning flashed within the dust, dispersing the surrounding dust and revealing Lei Ting, unscathed.

At this moment, Lei Ting was clad in lightning, with a fierce and astonishing aura.

"However." Lei Ting lifted his head, staring coldly at Qing Lin. "If it weren’t for your sneak attack, do you think you would have had the chance to strike me?"

Boom...

As soon as these words fell, Lei Ting transformed into a blue lightning bolt, charging forward.

Wherever he passed, the surrounding heavenly talents and monsters changed their expressions drastically, retreating one after another.

The blue lightning bolt rampaged and assaulted Qing Lin.

The speed of the blue lightning bolt was extremely fast and ferocious.

The name Lei Ting resounded like thunder among the hidden forces.

Boom... In just an instant, the blue lightning bolt had already blasted in front of Qing Lin.

Amidst the lightning, a sturdy and powerful fist punched towards Qing Lin.

Qing Lin also punched, colliding head-on with the fist.

"Hm? Blocked it?" Lei Ting was astonished.

Qing Lin sneered, "Big bald head, let me return your words."

"If I hadn’t intended to just blast you away to stop you from being a nuisance, do you think you could have been unharmed just now?"

In the seats, Xiao Yi glanced at the two’s fists, squinting slightly.

This heavenly talent Lei Ting, with his Third Layer of Saint Sovereign Realm cultivation, indeed had formidable strength.

Yet Qing Lin, only at the First Layer Peak of Saint Sovereign Realm, could easily receive this punch?

Whiz...

Suddenly, a sky-breaking sound came fiercely, a black streak rapidly shot over.

"Hm?" Qing Lin frowned.

Slap...

A powerful palm quickly reached out, catching the black streak.

"Junior Brother Xiao Yi." Qing Lin glanced at Xiao Yi, who suddenly stood up, and smiled.

Xiao Yi also smiled, glanced at the streak in his hand, gently clenched, and the black streak dispersed, revealing a sinister sharp arrow.

In the distance.

Lingg Hong, holding a Primordial Power longbow, chuckled coldly, "What? Failed to sneak attack, and now you want to bully with numbers?"

"Brother Lei, I’ll help you."

"Do I need anyone’s help?" Lei Ting sneered disdainfully.

"To kill trash like you, I don’t need more than three moves." Lei Ting looked coldly at Qing Lin, lightning around him roaring, about to punch.

Whiz...

In a flash, the sinister arrowhead pointed at Lei Ting’s throat.

"You..." Lei Ting’s pupils contracted, a dark shock in his heart, "Such speed."

Xiao Yi, holding the sharp arrow, said indifferently, "It’s rare for me to meet a few old friends, and I don’t wish to spoil the mood."

Lei Ting squinted at the arrowhead below his throat.

In his eyes, this arrowhead seemed like a sharp sword with shocking force.

If Xiao Yi truly wanted to take his life, or if this arrow turned into a sword, he might not even have the chance to react and his throat would be cut.

"You’re strong." Lei Ting’s face lost its disdain and he said seriously.

"But that’s still not enough..."

Clang...

Before Lei Ting could finish, a clear clanging sound, and a jet-black sword already pointed at his face.

"Forget Sorrow Sword?" Lei Ting squinted at the sword’s owner.

Mo Youu’s expression was solemn, "No one can harm my junior brother in front of me."

"In this world, there’s no one I dare not kill."

"Withdraw your fist, disperse your aura, leave, or die."

This time, Lei Ting’s face entirely turned into dread.

"I know you, Forget Sorrow Sword Mo Youu."

"A year and a half ago, you even dared to harm the Holy Daughter of the Holy Moon Sect, even dared to challenge the Holy Moon Sect Saint Lord face to face."

"Alright, today I’ll give you some face."

Wow...

The lightning on Lei Ting vanished instantly, and he withdrew his fist too.

Clang...

Mo Youu swiftly sheathed his sword, the jet-black sword returned to its scabbard.

Xiao Yi then put down the sharp arrow, casually broke it and tossed it aside, sitting back down.

Lei Ting glanced at Mo Youu, "It’s not that I, Lei Ting, am afraid of you, but I look forward to directly clashing with you later."

"The same goes for you." Lei Ting looked at Xiao Yi.

Finally, Lei Ting’s gaze fixed on Xia Yiming.

"That promise, I hope you haven’t forgotten."

"Hmph." Xia Yiming snorted coldly, glaring at Lei Ting, "From the moment you tried to provoke the Palace Master, in my eyes, you’re already a dead man."

"You’d better hope to lose quickly in the competition, otherwise, if you face me, I won’t let you leave the Dongfang Family alive."

"I’ll be waiting, hahaha." Lei Ting laughed wildly and turned to leave.

In the loud laughter, with the echo of rolling stones, there was an overwhelming excitement and will to fight.

"A battle maniac." Ran Qi watched Lei Ting’s departing figure, squinting slightly.

Xiao Yi smiled, "Isn’t that just like you?"

"Tch." Ran Qi curled his lips.

Lei Ting had left, and the previous dispute was just a little splash, without truly arousing any conflict.

But around, the gasps of shock were unceasing, countless astonished gazes lingering and difficult to retract.

These gazes were almost all gathered on Mo Youu.

"Incredible, worthy of being the Forget Sorrow Sword Mo Youu, with just one word he scared off that madman Lei Ting."

"That Lei Ting fears neither heaven nor earth, anyone else would find it hard to gain even a bit of face from him."

"Forget Sorrow Sword Mo Youu, truly lives up to his name."

"No wonder he can suppress the Hundred Families’ heavenly talents and monsters, invincible in battle."

Around, the astonishment was unending.

The seats of Xiao Yi had suddenly become the focus of everyone’s attention in the venue.

"Junior Brother Xiao Yi..." Mo Youu looked at Xiao Yi, calling with a smile.

That word ’old friends,’ heard by Mo Youu, unexpectedly filled his heart with a few inexplicable ease and joy.

Perhaps, having this junior brother call him a friend was already enough to make him happy.

However, just as Mo Youu spoke, he abruptly stopped.

Because Xiao Yi’s expression was cold as frost.

This proved that in those words ’old friends,’ Mo Youu was not included.

"Junior Brother Xiao Yi..." Mo Youu called again, this time without a hint of a smile, only complexity and a bit of hope.

Xiao Yi remained silent.

"Mo Youu." Ran Qi looked at Mo Youu, coldly said, "The reason your cultivation advanced so rapidly is because of the Sword Emperor Origin, right..."

"Shut up." Qing Lin glared, "Would you die if you stop talking?"

Ran Qi pursed his lips, ceasing to speak.

Everyone’s gaze turned to Xiao Yi.

But Xiao Yi, with a light expression, seemed not to care, as if he didn’t even hear the conversation.

Mo Youu sighed bitterly, cupped his fists, "It seems, if I stay here, Junior Brother Xiao Yi won’t be in the mood to open up and chat with old friends."

"I won’t disturb, farewell."

Mo Youu turned and left.

After a few steps, he paused slightly, looked back at Xiao Yi.

"On my way here, I met You."

"I also know what happened."

"Thank you."

Mo Youu sincerely expressed two words, then turned and left.

Behind, Qing Lin said, "Senior Brother Mo Youu, I won’t go to the academy seats, I’ll stay here with Junior Brother Xiao Yi."

"As you wish." Mo Youu smiled, nodded.

Dang...

Suddenly, a bell rang, resounding through the skyline, the bell tone soared straight to the clouds.

"It’s the Demon Extermination Bell." The surrounding heavenly talents and monsters suddenly looked surprised.

In the distance, the Dongfang Family Elders loudly declared, "The Demon Extermination Bell has sounded, Demon Sacrifice Day officially begins."

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