Chapter 2234 - 2231: Arrogance

Chapter 2234: Chapter 2231: Arrogance

The Divine Clan youth’s face turned cold, suddenly stopping his laughter. With great disdain, he said, "I advise you not to compete, because you’ll lose terribly."

The Divine Clan elder’s gaze shifted, his tone indifferent, "Since the young ones want to compete, I won’t oppose it. Let’s settle it like this—anyone who disagrees can step forward. Don’t waste time."

"Since both the envoy and contestants have this intention, let’s proceed with the match." Situ Yuanzhong’s eyes flickered, being the first to agree.

The other prominent figures also had no reason to refuse and had to agree. The competition, which had already ended, reignited the flames of battle once more. This time, the Ancient Martial Artists "united against a common foe," unanimously supporting their own people. To them, the Divine Clan envoy was a disruptive outsider.

On the stage, only the Divine Clan youth remained alone, facing all the Ancient Martial Artists, yet his momentum was in no way diminished.

"I’ll go first." Yuwen Xingjian slammed the Sky Halberd loudly.

The Divine Clan youth slightly lifted his gaze but did not look at him. Instead, his eyes swept around, pointing his finger one by one, speaking coldly and with some impatience, "You, you, you... and you..."

Every time he pointed at a person, he repeated the word "you." The people he pointed out were all the top nine-ranked contestants, including Xiao Manxue, Ji Zimo, all the way to Yun Tian.

The crowd was puzzled, unsure of his intentions. The Divine Clan youth, after calling names, revealed his goal, "Don’t waste time, you nine, come at me together."

Wow...

The Ancient Martial Artists erupted in a loud uproar. The Divine Clan youth’s request was truly arrogant, daring to challenge nine people, even Ji Zimo wasn’t this conceited.

"Divine Clan, really think of themselves as gods, huh?"

"So arrogant, truly not treating us as Ancient Martial Artists."

"Such arrogance, either truly powerful or incredibly foolish."

...

The discussions were more intense than any previous ones, even overshadowing the excitement of Xiao Manxue’s promotion to Innate, with the vibrant chatter ceaselessly echoing.

The Divine Clan youth’s expression remained unchanged, still calm amidst the crowd’s reactions.

"Lin Tian, is he more arrogant than you?" Ling Shuiyao said as she looked at Lin Tian.

Lin Tian shrugged helplessly, "I’ve always been modest. When have I ever been arrogant?"

Miss and Xiao Manxuan felt speechless, thinking, when have you ever been modest?

"In your opinion, should we all nine go up and teach him a lesson?" Ling Shuiyao winked, questioning again, seemingly harboring mischievous thoughts.

To Little La Jiao, one versus nine made no difference; to someone this arrogant, a group beatdown was necessary to give him a lesson he’d never forget.

Little La Jiao thought Lin Tian could be quite arrogant at times, but it was tolerable, whereas the so-called Divine Clan youth before them was dislikeable enough to warrant a beating.

"This matter is beyond the decision of you nine; let’s see how the esteemed figures discuss it." Lin Tian glanced at the expressions of several bigwigs, understanding their intentions.

"Envoy, nine against one, is this not somewhat inappropriate?" Ji Wancheng cautiously said, furrowing his brow.

The Ji Family typically maintained high pride and struggled to lower themselves for a nine-versus-one battle, their dignity still mattered.

Situ Yuanzhong nodded in agreement; his objective was to use the Divine Clan’s hand to dampen Xiao Manxue’s momentum. If it became a nine-versus-one battle involving the Situ family, he naturally wouldn’t be willing.

Besides, no matter the outcome, nine against one wouldn’t look good. Losing would bring disgrace, since nine couldn’t defeat one, winning would mean many bullying the few, an unworthy victory.

"Hmph!" The Divine Clan elder coldly snorted with displeasure, "Don’t waste time, nine against one, life or death recognized."

With words spoken to this extent, the figures couldn’t say more, once again following the Divine Clan elder’s request.

"The top nine contestants, come onto the stage, don’t dawdle!" The elder organizing the match was also displeased, his tone not well, targeting the Divine Clan envoy.

The nine contestants hesitated for a moment but still stepped onto the stage. Nine people stood at nine positions, surrounding the Divine Clan youth in the center.

In the Ancient Martial World, a nine-versus-one scenario almost never occurred; Lin Tian estimated it was the first time in history. He noticed that the veteran Ancient Martial Artists present couldn’t bear to watch.

"Come, one move decides victory or defeat. Show your strongest power, I’ll give you time." The Divine Clan youth unsheathed the sword on his back with simplicity, resting it on the ground, the sword remained sheathed, the person at ease.

Giving them time to charge up and unleash their big moves, those words were even more arrogant than before. The faces of the nine contestants all changed.

"Lin Tian, do you think my sister and the others will win?" Xiao Manxuan whispered, asking.

Lin Tian furrowed his brow, remaining silent for a moment, then slightly shook his head.

Xiao Manxuan was surprised, "How... is that possible?"

The nine contestants, each with their skills, even possessing sect-level weapons. Xiao Manxue with her sword techniques, Hua Ying Sword, Ji Zimo’s Emperor Heart Technique, Sky Soaring Sword, Ling Shuiyao’s Mo Ye Sword, Yuwen Xingjian’s Sky Halberd, Situ Yufeng’s Qixue Sword, Little Fatty’s Kanglong Mace.

This gathering of power, among the younger generation, was nearly unrivaled, able to sweep across, yet Lin Tian wasn’t optimistic.

Buzz, Miss was the first to act, shaking the sword sheath, the Hua Ying Sword flew out, seeming to sense its master’s intent, vibrating fiercely.

Next came Ji Zimo, the Sky Soaring Sword unsheathed, Emperor Heart Technique True Qi vigorously flowing, True Qi condensed on the sword blade, radiating brilliantly.

Yuwen Xingjian raised the Sky Halberd, blood-red light swaying, Ling Shuiyao drew the Mo Ye Sword, sword shadows flying, Situ Yufeng’s chill was intense, Fatty Huang’s Kanglong Mace buzzed.

The nine unleashed their True Qi without reservation, maximally accumulating power, the aura of nine subtly converging like a deluge, all pressing down on the Divine Clan youth.

Before any steps were taken, the aura was already violently surging, it was a spectacle no one had seen before, some less powerful individuals were already weak-kneed.

They couldn’t imagine the immense pressure faced by the Divine Clan youth in the vortex center, but they saw he wasn’t intimidated by the aura. Instead, his eyes sparkled, fearless.

"Heh..." Yuwen Xingjian shouted, finally making a move, the Sky Halberd slashed forward, a massive halberd shadow appeared.

Almost simultaneously, Xiao Manxue also attacked, Sword Energy Cross emerged, her Innate promotion made Sword Energy Cross even more powerful.

Ji Zimo, Ling Shuiyao, Situ Yufeng, Little Fatty, Liu Xiaoxiao, Yun Tian, Wang Lin, everyone unleashed their unique moves, various True Energy converging, all targeting the Divine Clan youth.

The Divine Clan youth finally unsheathed his weapon, a pitch-black longsword. The moment the black sword was drawn, the stage darkened as if night had descended.

He lifted the black sword, drew a circle, causing a black light shield to appear like the firmament of night, enveloping him completely. The nine’s martial skills all struck the shield, energies swirling on it, instantly devouring all attacks.