Shennong Dao Master
Chapter 615 - 3: Dragon Horse Guard and the Competition of Ten Thousand Beasts (16000)_5

Chapter 615: Chapter 3: Dragon Horse Guard and the Competition of Ten Thousand Beasts (16000)_5

So many people want to challenge Liu Tianning’s disciple?

Did Liu Tianning dig up their ancestors’ graves?

"What if I refuse?" Zhao Xing asked.

The first to shout, Jin Qi, yelled, "Zhao Xing, if you refuse, it will be hard for you to leave this place today."

Just as Zhao Xing was about to say something, a voice came from the sky.

"Nonsense! Do you all treat the laws of Great Zhou as nothing?"

A figure descended from the sky, dressed in a purple Daoist robe, topped with the Mingyu Crown, exuding an immortal aura.

When he appeared, the scene suddenly quieted down.

It was none other than the vice principal of this branch academy, Li Shanhe.

"Principal."

"Greetings, Principal."

A group of people saluted in succession.

Zhao Xing and the others cupped their hands, "Greetings, Principal."

Li Shanhe glanced at Zhao Xing, "Zhao Xing, if you do not wish to accept the challenge, you are free to leave; no one will stop you."

"Principal, if he is afraid to fight, he should say so openly. Liu Tianning’s disciple is scared, and we will no longer challenge him."

"Indeed, if Liu Tianning’s disciple is a coward, let us pretend we never came."

"Hmph, coward!"

"Cowards who fear death, Liu Tianning is probably not much better either."

"If you are scared, why not kowtow at my uncle’s grave before leaving?"

"Trash! Liu Tianning is trash, and so are his disciples!"

"..."

Once again, the crowd became agitated, and a stream of filthy words reached Zhao Xing’s ears.

They tried to use mental attacks to provoke Zhao Xing.

Zhao Xing glanced at Li Shanhe, realizing it was premeditated.

One played the good cop, while the others played the bad cop. If they really wanted him to leave, why didn’t Li Shanhe drive these people away?

He vaguely felt there were some fourth- and fifth-rank observers around.

Zhao Xing said, "Dean Li, I have now obtained the title of Glory Mage. Do you have any suggestions, Dean Li?"

"A new Glory Mage has emerged; it is normal for others to want to spar with you," Li Shanhe replied, "You can choose not to accept a Great Taoism Competition and instead have a normal duel."

Li Shanhe offered a compromise.

In fact, even if Zhao Xing really intended to accept the challenge, he could not let it go unchecked.

Dean Ji Qingshan had instructed that if Zhao Xing’s superiors approved, his safety must still be ensured.

Nowadays, Liu Tianning was no longer the fifth-rank of a hundred years ago. After a century of cultivation, he had now broken through to the fourth-rank.

If Zhao Xing were killed in a sparring session, and Liu Tianning came for another fight, no one could bear it.

Yet, there were indeed many who wanted their disciples to seek revenge.

Unable to defeat Liu Tianning, they would not let Zhao Xing off easily.

Balance was needed from both sides; the situation had to be handled delicately.

"Fine," Zhao Xing said decisively, "as Dean Li suggested, let’s have a normal sparring match."

"However, I will only fight one match!"

Zhao Xing looked around and said calmly, "No matter what my teacher did, today I, Zhao Xing, will take it on."

"If you want to come, send your strongest sixth-rank to fight."

The crowd became excited at once.

"I’ll go!"

"I will fight him!"

"Zhao Xing, accept my challenge!"

"..."

None of these people were scared because they all believed themselves to have cultivated for ten or even dozens of years more than Zhao Xing.

For the same sixth-rank, practicing for decades longer naturally meant different strengths.

In the Daoist academy circles, Liu Tianning had a significant reputation.

Defeating his disciple and accomplishing revenge would also bring fame!

Zhao Xing, on the other hand, thought about needing help in the future and could not go as far as Lao Liu and kill people.

If he could defeat the strongest one, the others would naturally back off.

"Zhao Xing, you said to send the strongest sixth-rank; do you have any restrictions?" Li Shanhe asked, looking up at the sky, as if discussing with someone, "The strongest martial artist, or the strongest magician, or even the Minister of Agriculture as your opponent."

Zhao Xing smiled slightly and said aloud, "No requirements."

"Whether martial artist or otherwise, regardless of how many years more he has cultivated."

"As long as he’s sixth-rank, it will suffice."

Upon hearing this, the crowd became even more agitated.

Because Zhao Xing’s words implied he considered himself invincible at the sixth-rank; anyone could come to fight him?

Arrogance! Disdain!

"The confidence of Liu Tianning’s disciples seems to be the same, regardless of their actual skills," observed Ming Daozi quietly nearby.

Beside him were several Daoists, all of whom had disciples or younger brothers defeated by Liu Tianning in the Great Taoism Competition.

"Let him have his way," said an elderly man with faint flame markings around his body and a wine gourd at his waist, "Send Bai Ming to fight."

...

The Li Fire Daoist School is a place where many Daoists and teachers spar and compare skills.

Its nature is similar to the Military Realm’s Nine-Section Dojo, a classification under the dojo.

Although Zhao Xing did not agree to the Great Taoism Competition, the challenge still attracted many spectators.

However, the majority qualified to watch the challenge were academy teachers or genius-level seventh-rank Daoists; eighth- and ninth-ranks were not qualified to watch.

"Senior Brother Bai Ming is already ninety-four years old; he will surely defeat Liu Tianning’s disciple."

"Bai Ming, proficient in Five Elements Magic, has reached High Order Perfection in each type. He will definitely win against Zhao Xing."

"Make sure Bai Ming hits hard; he must cleanly and decisively defeat Zhao Xing. It doesn’t matter how badly he gets injured, as long as he can be healed."

"Hmph, Liu Tianning killed so many people back then but was protected by the Luo Hou King. This time, we are merely giving his disciple a lesson to collect some interest."

"He is just sixth-rank; the likelihood of having cultivated the Ten Thousand Skill Grassman is very low. Even if he did, its power would likely not be strong."