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Chapter 805: Speak Up If You’re Upset, Don’t Be Sneaky

Chapter 805: Chapter 805: Speak Up If You’re Upset, Don’t Be Sneaky

Carson Flores turned his head to look at Francisco Smith next to him and saw that his face was also flushed red, his teeth were tightly clenched, and the veins on his neck were bulging.

Carson was shocked.

With Francisco Smith to his left and Killian Jaramillo to his right, Carson, standing in the middle, realized that the White Jade Platform was applying the same pressure to everyone, which means he was actually enduring the same pressure as they were.

Sword Bone?

The only explanation!

That was incredibly strong.

He was now just at the 126th layer of his Cultivation, yet he was already far surpassing the Nascent Soul Early Stage?

Fourteen, fifteen...

Eighteen!

Carson stepped onto the eighteenth stair, already feeling quite a substantial pressure, but that was all.

The pressure wasn’t great!

Carson’s steps were still light as he stepped onto the White Jade Platform.

Killian Jaramillo and Francisco Smith also stepped onto the platform at the same time. At that instant, both of them let out a long breath, with sweat on their foreheads. Those mere eighteen steps were as intense as a fierce battle.

Killian Jaramillo turned to look at Carson Flores and saw that his expression was normal, relaxed, and his eyes showed admiration.

Francisco Smith was also looking at Carson, his eyes full of shock.

He couldn’t understand how Carson, who was clearly at the Golden Core Stage, could walk so effortlessly?

Even those at the Nascent Soul Stage struggled so much, how could he?

Francisco Smith felt an overwhelming sense of defeat, even feeling somewhat disheartened.

After ascending to Nascent Soul, he’d once felt he had the ability to crush Carson, and even wanted to find a chance to clash with Carson again. Even though Carson’s status had changed and he didn’t dare to do anything to him, defeating him fair and square and venting his anger was still not a problem.

However, at this moment, Francisco Smith’s pride suddenly dissipated.

Maybe he was truly not as good as Carson.

He had only been in the Cultivation Realm for a year. How long had he been cultivating?

Below the platform, the crowd was abuzz.

"He actually made it up?"

"Could he also be exceptionally gifted?"

"Impressive, those Nascent Souls didn’t seem as relaxed as him when they ascended, impressive indeed."

"Who is he?"

"Yeah, this person must be someone of significance."

The crowd was buzzing with discussion, with a great curiosity about Carson’s origins.

On the platform, Bryant James’s eyes were slightly cold.

He was disappointed.

Carson actually managed to ascend the platform at the Golden Core Realm, and he seemed quite relaxed. This guy had some tricks up his sleeve; no wonder Daxton Campbell took him as a disciple.

Already seated, Lainey Dragon’s eyes lit up as she beckoned to Carson.

"Carson, come, sit here."

At this point, out of the twenty chairs on the platform, the majority were occupied, with only five or six places left.

Although Bryant James had not specified the rules, everyone knew that only those with strength were entitled to these chairs. It was not a matter of order of ascent. If your strength was not enough and you sat on a chair, you would end up being pushed back to the cushion area, embarrassingly losing face.

Choose a chair or a cushion?

Without hesitation, Carson directly took the seat next to Lainey Dragon.

Right now, he was representing Nutwood Mountain; he could fail, but he couldn’t show weakness.

Killian Jaramillo walked calmly to the cushion area and took a seat in a corner position.

She knew she couldn’t compete with these prodigies, so she decided to start watching the spectacle like a spectator.

Looking at Carson’s back, Killian Jaramillo watched expectantly.

She hoped that Carson would secure his seat.

After all, Thousand Swords Sect was also part of the Nutwood Heavenly Cave.

Seeing Carson take a seat, Francisco Smith’s eyes lit up with a trial spirit.

If he dared to take a seat while at the Golden Core Stage, why shouldn’t he, being at the Nascent Soul Stage?

Even if someone were to drive him away, they should do so to Carson first, right?

If he took a seat here today, wouldn’t his fame skyrocket, since those twenty seats practically represented the finest disciples of the younger generation in Misrds State?

Francisco Smith decided to take a gamble; he followed suit and took a seat at one of the less conspicuous empty spots.

Seeing Carson sitting down, Bryant James was suddenly filled with expectation.

Quite fearless, aren’t you?

If you had just gone quietly to the cushion area to watch, perhaps it wouldn’t have been easy to deal with you. But now you’ve taken your place on a chair so boldly, don’t blame me for the consequences.

Bryant James’s gaze landed on Carson: "This junior brother appears to be extraordinarily gifted, passing the eighteen White Jade steps at the Golden Core Realm. Now sitting here, you seem composed and at ease, you must be very confident."

By now, all twenty chairs were taken, but more people were still stepping onto the White Jade Platform. Those with lower strength obediently went to the cushion area to become spectators, while those with higher aspirations naturally were unwilling to settle—and their eyes were already patrolling among those twenty, picking out whom they might replace.

As soon as Bryant James finished speaking, many eyes fell on Carson, and they gleamed with fervor.

He’s only at the Golden Core Stage!

Isn’t that someone they could suppress with ease?

Carson clearly understood Bryant James’s malicious intent of stirring trouble and raised an eyebrow: "Bryant James, stop secretly instigating. If you have something against me, let’s lay it out on the table. You are, after all, a son of Kahdas; don’t be so underhanded..."