Almighty System

This didn't mean that they were all soft bones, but the gap between them was too great. Dao Slashing Peak Great Perfection was the most powerful existence among all of them, and above that, they were at the saint-level!    

Saints were immortal existences, and they had already surpassed the level of mortals.    

"That blue robed old brat! Don't leave! Let everyone take a good look!"    

The old man whose ears had been cut off felt extremely ashamed and resentful. He was a Peak Great Perfection Wen Dao. When he saw his granddaughter suffering a disaster, he couldn't help but attack secretly. If this was really the case, he was in the wrong. He wanted to leave, but Kun Roc Patriarch treated him very well, and he couldn't move at all!    

Putting aside the fact that Kun Roc Patriarch was not calm, just the other five Dao Slayers... They were also not calm, and they had strange expressions on their faces. They looked at Old Bird with fear. That sword was controlled by another person. They could also feel it, but they couldn't do the same as Old Bird. They could find the person who controlled the sword at the first possible moment. It could be seen how much stronger Old Bird's Essence Spirit was.    

"Hmph! Old Bird! You'd better withdraw your pressure first, as if you're afraid that he won't know that you're a Dao Execution expert!"    

"This old brat is trying to do something under our noses? Is he not taking us seriously? "    

"That blue robed old brat, are you looking down on us?"    

"Whose family's old kid is this? Ear cuts are too light! He must be severely punished!"    

" If I remember correctly, his name is Qin Youcai? Yes! Qin Youcai! His brother is the deputy dean of Martial Artist Academy!"    

Hearing the words of the seniors, everyone was shocked." The elder brother of the deputy dean broke the rules? This? "    

Just as everyone was feeling indignant and speechless, the dean of Martial Artist Academy finally appeared. "Seniors, I'm sorry. Junior is also responsible for what happened!"    

"Humph! Humph! This dean of yours is too outrageous!"    

"Humph! Humph! It's good that you know your mistake!"    

"Take down the old brat who bullies the weak! We'll interrogate him after the competition ends! We must punish him severely!"    

A few Dao Execution seniors blew their noses and glared. Someone was bullying the weak right under their noses. This was simply slapping their faces!    

This made them all a bit angry!    

The Kun Roc Old Bird still restrained its aura, but it also reiterated with a stern expression, "I'll say it again. Whoever dares to bully my grandson with the strong will have ten clans wiped out!"    

Everyone was already drenched in cold sweat. The short instant pressure almost made them unable to breathe!    

Immediately, they nodded their heads as if they were chickens cutting rice, indicating that they were willing to comply.    

"Senior Kun Peng's lesson is correct!"    

"Bullying the weak with the strong is something that the heaven and earth cannot tolerate!"    

"Senior actually spared his life! Truly benevolent!"    

After listening to the flattery in an intoxicated manner, Old Bird's expression finally eased up a little. " En! This old fellow will be detained first and dealt with when he has time. Now, let the little fellows continue to fight!"    

Just as Du Dapeng and the others were still fuming with anger, the competition continued. After the interlude just now, everyone began to be careful. After witnessing the might of a Dao Severing expert, the competition between them became heated. It seemed as if they'd become someone who cherished their lives.    

Everyone was clearly aware that this ranking was just an empty title and added some benefits. It didn't seem to be that important anymore. Even without these benefits, as long as he lived well... He would still have a chance to become as powerful as Kun Roc Patriarch. He might even have a chance to surpass these elders!    

Many people had the same mentality. Even Tian Qingtian's opponent rolled his eyes and finally forced Tian Qingtian away. He held his weapon in one hand and cupped his fists. "Prince has unparalleled divine power. I have lost!"    

Tian Qingtian was stunned. Then, he bared his teeth and said, "Ya! You actually dare to admit defeat? You look down on me? "    

" Pfft! "    

Du Dapeng and the others who had just retreated to the audience seats were also amused by this scene. Qiongsang Linglong even laughed softly and said, "That guy deliberately admitted defeat, right?"    

"This flattery is too obvious!"    

" I guess Grandfather will be even more unhappy! "    

As they were discussing in low voices, Kun Roc Patriarch opened his mouth as expected. "Why is it all like this? Fight!"    

"Yes! Is this called fighting? Fight with all your might... "    

" If you perform well, the few of us old fellows might take in one or two disciples! "    

The encouragement of the few Dao Slayers immediately stirred up everyone's fighting spirit. Dao Slayers were taking in Dao Slayers as disciples!    

The benefits of this were extremely rare. It was because when one entered the inner sect, most of the Dao Slayers would not randomly take in disciples. Moreover, everyone had always thought that there weren't many Dao Slayers in the inner sect!    

"Kill!"    

It could be said that a single sentence was enough to stir up a thousand ripples. The battle on the arena immediately became a battle of life and death!    

Those who originally had the upper hand seemed to have been injected with stimulants, and their attacks became even more ruthless. Those who were originally at a disadvantage also began to fight even more desperately!    

Even if they couldn't win, as long as they let Senior Dao Execution enjoy it, accepting them as disciples was simply a matter of honor even if they lost!    

"Ya! Monster, accept your death!"    

Ignoring the fact that his opponent was still in a daze, Little Qingtian waved his gigantic Battle Halberd and attacked once again!    

"Haha! Since the seniors have spoken, this one will offend them now! You have to be careful! "    

The devil didn't waste any more words and directly used his trump card!    

He had his own plans. Originally, he was on par with Shak. However, there was an accident during the gamble. This had caused him to become Shak's subordinate. However, if he could become the disciple of a Dao Severing expert... He would be able to stand on equal footing with Shak once again.    

"Heavenly Devil Protection!"    

The devil let out a furious roar and unleashed his strongest defense. After that, he threw himself at Tian Qingtian. He didn't even need to use his weapon!    

"Ya! You dare to fight me in close combat? Do you want to die, or do you want to die?"    

Tian Qingtian immediately beamed with joy. They were both Dao Listening Early Period warriors, but he didn't have much experience fighting with weapons. However.    

It was different in close combat. Apart from the Human Emperor Martial Scripture and Eight Desolation Step that Du Dapeng had taught him, he also had the Kun Peng Dragon Fighting Technique. This was something that the Kun Peng had left behind for the Kun Peng Race!    

It could be said that in terms of close combat, apart from the fact that he had lost to Du Dapeng, he had never lost to anyone else!    

Even Loong Aotian, who often argued with him, had never won in close combat. He had truly won against Atlas!    

"Dong!"    

Little Qingtian's combat technique was extremely tricky. Even though his opponent tried to defend with all his might, it was inevitable that he would be hit in the chest by Tian Qingtian's fist and be sent flying!    

"Ya! Your turtle shell is really hard!"    

The Demon Dweller was shocked: "This is a Heavenly Demon Protective Body, okay? What did you say, little brat?"    

"Ya! Again!"    

Little Qingtian was extremely excited to meet such an opponent. He immediately threw himself at him again.    

" Rumble! "    

The two of them clashed with each other and retreated. However, Qingtian was a Kun Peng after all. He had wings and Heavenly Mighty Wing. He only took a few steps back before he flapped his wings and flew over.    

"Dong!"    

Just as the devil was stunned, Qingtian's fist had already struck his forehead!    

"Roar!"    

The Demon Dweller only had time to roar in rage before he fainted. His eyes rolled back and he fainted!    

"Why did his power suddenly increase so much?"    

This was the Demon Dweller's last thought, but he never had the chance to know!    

"Ya! This guy is indeed much weaker than big brother Aotian!"    

Little Qingtian muttered. When he saw the referee announce that he had won, he flew excitedly towards Du Dapeng and the others.    

"Haha! Xiao Liuzi is really evil!"    

"The Great Sky Lifting Palm that you have modified is much more evil than before!"    

Du Dapeng and the others praised generously, causing Little Qingtian to have an intoxicated expression.    

While the few young men were laughing and laughing, the few seniors of the Severing Dao were surprised and bewildered. The devilish old man even asked directly, "Old Bird, that punch from your grandson just now? What's going on?"    

The elders had been paying attention to the battle in Qingtian, and Du Dapeng and the others were praising him. Of course, they had all heard it, and now they were asking about it. Kun Roc Patriarch's face was filled with pride." Humph! Humph! You wouldn't have thought that it was a combat skill created by Little Qingtian!"    

" What?! He even created it himself?! He's just a brat, can he create his own combat skill? "    

" I don't believe it! "    

"If he can really create his own combat skill, then he's simply too monstrous! "    

A few Dao Slayers expressed their disbelief, and Kun Roc Patriarch could only explain with a bitter smile, "Brat Dapeng gave him a middle grade martial skill called Great Sky Hand. He combined it with his own Kun Peng Fighting Dragon Skill. After merging it with Martial Ancestor's combat skill, he would be able to create another Great Sky Hand. With this, he fought Aotian in close combat. I've never suffered any losses!"    

Seeing that the crowd still did not believe him, the Kun Roc Old Bird explained further, "In the beginning, he only integrated the Kun Peng Dragon Hunting Technique. When Brat Dapeng told me... I was against it too, but Brat Dapeng promised. He could guarantee that nothing would go wrong with Little Qingtian, so I reluctantly agreed. A while ago, Brat Dapeng told me that Little Qingtian wouldn't lose to Aotian in close combat. I don't believe it either! "    

The Kun Roc Old Bird was beaming with joy. The more he spoke, the more complacent he became. How could he still have the appearance of a Dao Severing expert?    

"Alright! Can't we just believe it?"    

"Alright! Can't your grandson benefit from it?"    

The few old monsters were skeptical, and the old devil man coldly harrumphed, "No matter how monstrous your grandson is, he is still no match for Shak!"    

"Humph! Humph! I bet that Brat Dapeng will win the championship, but not Young Master Qingtian!"    

As Kun Roc Old Bird spoke, he closed his eyes complacently and pretended to sleep. Everyone knew that Old Bird was once again paying attention to the battle between his other adopted grandsons.    

"This? Something doesn't seem right."    

The old devil man couldn't help but mutter, "Little Bird is such a monster, but Old Bird doesn't think he can win the championship. Instead, he thinks Brat Du can win the championship? How monstrous is this Brat Du's Innate Dharma? "    

The giant old man was stunned. "Don't make wild guesses. Doesn't Brat Dapeng have a little disciple? His little disciple had also cultivated the Innate Dharma, and his cultivation base could enter the Dao Listening Stage at any time. Didn't this Old Bird bet on Brat Dapeng's disciple?"    

" That kid must have something even more monstrous! Let's take a closer look at him when the time comes!"    

The few of them casually discussed for a bit and also closed their eyes one after another, continuing to pay attention to the fighting on the arena.