Chapter 737: Chapter Thirty-One: Advice

The arrogant residents of Martial Saint Mountain don’t bother with backup plans. Every three years, students from the top hundred ranks in the outer sections act as challengers—they either cultivate different methods or boast various bloodlines. But they all share one thing in common: they are incredibly powerful.

As a martial artist in the Mortal Realm, you would struggle to find stronger individuals. At most, one could only surpass them by a hair’s breadth.

However, that small margin might be enough to defeat them, but actually killing them would be as difficult as ascending the heavens, especially this challenger at the twenty-eighth arena.

Uncontrollable laughter echoed across Bifang Mountain’s platform. The idle challengers standing around crossed their arms, looking on with amusement, anticipating the upcoming spectacle.

Even the twenty-eighth challenger named Step Dust, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, had a smirk on his face.

Arrogant and impulsive—these qualities hadn’t vanished even in the most ancient of human sanctuaries. Tang Luo’s face remained expressionless, preparing to leap onto the stage when a worried female medic grabbed his sleeve.

“Wait a bit, young man.” She released Tang Luo’s sleeve, pointing at an unconscious Tang Xing, “He’ll wake up soon after taking the Restorative Divine Elixir. Right now, his family should be at his side. Aren’t you going to wait for him to awake?”

invited to Bifang Mountain by the Martial Saint Mountain school, the benevolent heart of

acknowledging the medic’s concern, but revenge couldn’t wait. He hoped that when

trick, she stated the facts: “This person is named Step Dust, a direct descendant of the Step clan, a young prodigy from Dapeng Mountain. He was among the top hundred fighters in

she probably wouldn’t have been as worried. But, understanding how challenging it is for a small clan to nurture prodigies,

for you to represent your clan here at such a young age shows your incredible potential. You must have outclassed all youths in your clan to earn this opportunity and probably

Race, it is the source of all martial arts. You can’t compare the noble

Mountain, such prodigies fall every year. Every warrior who steps onto the arena has reached the peak of the Mortal

a prodigy, then these individuals are destined to fly to the heavens. After this, you

Arbitrator sounded sincere, not shying away from expressing his viewpoint in front of

Bifang Mountain’s competitors, they had all lost

sword, creating a chasm between them and the competitors, making the distance seemingly insurmountable

there to challenge, merely observing. Each new observation increased their reverence for Martial Saint Mountain. Maybe they truly were different

seeing Tang Luo in a

convey, You’ll be killed!

him. In just a short time, the condition of the twenty-eighth challenger had been fully restored. Standing in the center of the arena with his arms crossed and chin raised, he said, “Didn’t you ask if you could cripple me? Let me tell you, if you have the ability, feel free to use it on this stage.” He then pointed his finger contemptuously, “But you definitely wouldn’t dare. Are you scared now that you know who I am? If you’re scared, then just take

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