Martial Godly Emperor

"You dare to cripple a fellow disciple's Cultivation Level?"    

Ximen Lei shouted angrily.    

His black clothes instantly floated up!    

"Elder Ximen Lei, although you are an elder, don't use your status to pressure me!"    

"That kid, I clearly injured him by the wrong hand, why do you think I will publicly cripple his Cultivation Level?"    

"Besides, he is such a trash, and his Cultivation Level was crippled by someone. You should blame yourself for not being as good as him!"    

Jiao Wuhen said coldly, not giving Ximen Lei any face at all!    

Ximen Lei was in charge of the Law-enforcing Hall, and the Cultivation Level had already reached the Ninth Level of Fetal Origin Stage. How could he allow this man to be so impudent?    

"You, still want to quibble?"    

"Jing Jiansheng is only at the first level of the Fetal Origin Stage, and his strength is much weaker than yours. In just two moves, you have already defeated him!"    

"He is a junior, and you have destroyed his Cultivation Level! My sect will not tolerate you!"    

As he spoke, the lightning Martial Soul flickered, about to jump onto the arena and kill that person.    

Only at this moment did Jiao Wuhen finally become serious.    

Although he was arrogant, he had no chance of winning against Ximen Lei, who was about to break through to the Fetal Origin Stage.    

"Hold on."    

At this moment, Ding Kang and Yu Qianjue, who had just returned to the Main Platform, jumped to Ximen Lei's side, wanting to stop him and punish Jiao Wuhen.    

"It was Jiao Wuhen who failed just now. Elder Ximen, don't make such a big fuss. Third Elder and I saw it very accurately!"    

Ding Kang said coldly.    

Qin Changhe also stood next to Ximen Lei, and the four of them confronted each other.    

"Alright."    

"All of you are Sect Elders. Don't do things that will make the outer sect laugh."    

Su Mingxuan held back his anger and stopped them.    

Outside, because he didn't allow outsiders to enter, they had already started quarreling!    

Furthermore, the people of the Lingxiao Sect had even killed the guarding disciples of the Condensing Element Sect!    

With a great enemy in front of him, Su Mingxuan didn't want to have internal strife at this moment, so that outsiders could take advantage of it!    

Qin Changhe and Ximen Lei both retreated.    

Ding Kang said disdainfully, "With Fourth Elder's temper, if I was in charge of the sect, I wouldn't let someone with Fourth Elder's personality take over the Law-enforcing Hall."    

Although his voice was soft, it entered into the ears of all the higher ups present.    

"How dare you!" Qin Changhe shouted, "Sect Master is here, how dare you say such outrageous words?"    

"I'm just making a hypothesis. The Great Elder is really good at flattering me!" Ding Kang said calmly.    

Qin Changhe wanted to speak again, but Su Mingxuan said to him via divine sense, "I'll remember this first. Don't make a fuss about it with him today."    

Hearing this, the Great Elder had no choice but to withdraw.    

Meng Yu saw that Jing Jiansheng, who had a limitless future, had his dantian crippled by Jiao Wuhen. His eyes revealed a cold expression.    

Not only was this person crazy, his killing intent was even stronger!    

"The second match, Yang Haixin versus Lin Ying."    

Lin Ying was a young girl around the age of fourteen or fifteen. She had just obtained the second place among the inner sect disciples and had jumped onto the stage.    

She had witnessed Jing Jiansheng's scene with her own eyes. However, the stubborn her was not scared off. Instead, she was eager to jump onto the arena.    

Yang Haixin was small and skinny. He was one of the disciples who were ranked lower among the disciples who were participating in the ranking competition under Ding Kang's command. His Cultivation Level was only at the third level of the Fetal Origin Stage, but the Martial Soul was the Fire Eagle. With the help of this powerful Martial Soul, he had also advanced into the ranking competition.    

"Senior disciple Yang, please."    

Lin Ying's appearance was pure, and she was capable and experienced. She cupped her hands towards Yang Haixin, and as she shouted, she swung her saber towards Yang Haixin.    

Yang Haixin used his rod to exchange more than ten blows with Lin Ying. He realized that the girl had a solid foundation and was skilled in saber techniques. She had made him suffer a lot!    

He immediately wanted to summon the Fire Eagle Martial Soul to defeat the girl.    

At this moment.    

Five jade bracelets appeared on the young girl's hand. She gently waved them, and in an instant, those jade bracelets covered Yang Haixin's four limbs and neck!    

Yang Haixin was unable to move and felt suffocated. At this moment, his Martial Soul appeared!    

A sea of fire burned towards Lin Ying.    

But, it was too late!    

Lin Ying's large saber had already landed heavily on his body, causing him to fall off the arena!    

"So powerful!"    

"Junior Apprentice Sister Lin Ying is using her intelligence to win!"    

Many disciples were full of praise.    

Lin Ying was also very pleased with herself, her small face flushed red.    

Being defeated by an inner sect disciple, Yang Haixin's face was flushed red, and he left in a hurry.    

Next, Su Yuyan and Cai Jiaojiao fought and the former won.    

Xia Ting also fought against Shui Handong, a core disciple who had the strength of a Fetal Origin Stage Fourth Level. The two of them fought for more than 80 rounds, and in the end, Xia Ting won by a fluke.    

Li Zheng saw that he was fighting with Ouyang Tushan, and as soon as he stepped onto the stage, he smiled bitterly and admitted defeat. It was quite cool.    

Following that, Meng Yu also won a match with Zhou Tian Qiang, who had the strength of a Fifth Level of Fetal Origin Stage.    

Fu Wenjian, who was highly regarded by Su Mingxuan, was defeated by Ning Xilan after forty rounds of tough fighting with the girl. He was injured in the arm by Ning Xilan.    

When Su Mingxuan saw this, he seemed to feel that the tide had passed, and he felt very helpless.    

Ding Kang and Yu Qianjue, on the other hand, were beaming with joy when they saw this. Ding Kang even repeatedly ridiculed Su Mingxuan, causing Ximen Lei, Qin Changhe, and the others to be very dissatisfied.    

At this moment.    

Seven people had become the object of respect for many disciples.    

They were Ouyang Tushan, Ning Xilan, Jiao Wuhen, Lin Ying and Meng Yu. Xia Ting and Su Yuyan.    

These seven people would be the most powerful competitors for the Position of Young Sect Master.    

Among them, Ouyang Tushan, Ning Xilan, and Jiao Wuhen were the most powerful disciples who had the ability to obtain the Position of Young Sect Master.    

"The first match, Meng Yu versus Jiao Wuhen."    

"The second match, Ning Xilan versus Xia Ting."    

"Third match, Ouyang Tushan versus Lin Ying."    

"Su Yuyan, free time."    

Ximen Lei's voice sounded again.    

"Senior sister, can you beat Ning Xilan?"    

Meng Yu looked at Xia Ting and asked softly.    

Xia Ting shook her head.    

"I am not sure."    

Meng Yu looked at her and took a step forward. He said loudly to Ximen Lei, "Fourth Elder, Meng Yu wants to fight senior sister Ning Xilan, who is stronger than him. Please allow it!"    

"Junior brother, don't be like this. Even if I fight that Jiao Wuhen, I will not be able to defeat him."    

Although Xia Ting understood Meng Yu's thoughts, he wanted to leave the slightly weaker Jiao Wuhen to her.    

The young girl smiled bitterly and shook her head at Meng Yu.    

"Rejected. With my announcement, the battle will be decided." Ximen Lei said with an expressionless face.    

This battle was agreed upon by Ding Kang and Su Mingxuan just now. Both of them agreed to this battle.    

Therefore, Su Yuyan had the free time, and Ouyang Tushan was going to fight the weakest Lin Ying.    

Hearing this, Meng Yu had no choice but to jump onto the arena.    

Jiao Wuhen, who had a strong back and a strong waist, was already standing on the arena waiting for him.    

"Meng Yu, you look down on me?"    

Jiao Wuhen drew his sword and said coldly.    

Meng Yu smiled. "So what if I look down on you?"    

"Hmph, I, Jiao Wuhen, am someone who wants to be Young Sect Master. You trash, do you think you are qualified to fight me?"    

"I'll give you three breaths. Get out of the arena yourself. Otherwise, you will be the one who will end up in the same situation as Jing Jiansheng just now!"    

Jiao Wuhen said coldly.    

His opponent could only be Ouyang Tushan. He didn't even put Ning Xilan in his eyes, let alone a disciple like Meng Yu.    

"Then, come."    

Meng Yu drew his sword.