Fantasy: I'm Really Not A Supreme Master!

The third day arrived.

Today, all eyes were on the scene as the storm clouds gathered!

Almost all the major powers in the Xuantian Realm were hurrying to the Taiyan Holy Land.

Since the decision three days ago that the younger generation would determine the distribution of resources, the strongest young disciples from all the major sects had been intensifying their training.

Today, they would all participate!

Outside the Taiyan Holy Land, Yu Kong Flying Ships kept arriving, transforming the grand Taiyan Holy Land into something akin to a bustling market.

“Ximo Kongming Temple has arrived!”

“Central State Cihang Holy Abode has arrived!”

“Central State Saint Dragon Dynasty has arrived!”

“Dugu Family has arrived!”

“Divine Sword Sect has arrived!”

One by one, the major powers arrived.

In the Taiyan Holy Land, a huge Martial Arts Stage had been built.

The Martial Arts Stage was several kilometers wide and constructed from the hardest Iron Spirit Stones. Strengthened by the power of the Taiyan Holy Land Array, it could withstand the impact of Venerable-level strikes!

Surrounding the Martial Arts Stage, the tiered spectator seats were already filled with people.

In the most central area, seats for the Sect Masters and leaders were arranged.

At this moment, Saint Lord Lingchao and Yuanyang Holy Lord had already taken their seats, and sitting between them were Fire Spirit and Mu Qianning. Saint Teacher Kongming from the Western Desert, Dugu Chenlu from Central Province, Master of Cihang Abode, and others, took their seats one after another.

“Divine Sword Sect has arrived!”

A loud call announced Cao Yijian leading several elders and three young people with imposing auras.

His old face was filled with an air of arrogance, sending a cold smile toward Ling Chao and Yuanyang as he said, “I hope the useless disciples of your two sects manage to last a little longer today.”

“Noisy!”

Saint Lord Lingchao retorted coldly, “It’s still not certain who the deer will fall to!”

” Heh, no matter whom the deer falls to, it definitely won’t be to anyone from your Southern Territory powers.”

At that moment, Luofu Holy Master also came over with a cold smile, saying, “Today is a good day; the Southern Territory is about to change hands!” He wore an expression as if the victory was already in his grasp!

Both Yuanyang Holy Lord and Saint Lord Lingchao’s faces darkened.

“Since everyone is here, can we start the battle now?”

Luofu Holy Master spoke up.

“Begin the battle!”

A loud shout rose!

“Little Monk Qing Chen, on behalf of the Western Desert, seeks to learn from the fellow Daoists of the world!”

A monk with a refined appearance landed on the stage.

His demeanor was transcendent, making him look quite extraordinary.

“The leader of the Holy Buddha Nine Sons from the Western Desert? It is said that this man possesses the grace of the Immortal Path and has been hidden away by the Kongming Temple all this time; he has actually entered the battle today!”

“This battle decides the resource distribution of the Southern Territory; all the great sects must send their strongest!”

The crowd discussed among themselves!

“Cihang Holy Abode’s Kong Yujie, seeks instruction from the Holy Monk!”

A woman in a white dress wearing a veiled face floated onto the stage, sword in hand.

“Cihang Holy Maiden Kong Yujie, a woman who could be considered an immortal!”

“My goddess, if someone could win her hand, that would truly be the fortune of ten lifetimes’ cultivation!”

Kong Yujie also drew a round of exclamations.

“Please.”

Qing Chen extended his hand.

The long sword in Kong Yujie’s hand instantly turned into a whistling sword light!

The two immediately intertwined!

One a monk detached from the world, the other a holy maiden pure as snow!

They instantly unleashed the battle power of the Hollow Void Realm!

“So powerful!”

“Truly a pair of peerless geniuses!”

“At this age, possessing Hollow Void Level battle power, perhaps in the future they could reach the Supreme level, even venturing into the Immortal Path!” This caused a succession of gasps!

The two exchanged moves, each one more brilliant than the last. The monk Qing Chen fought with a majestic Buddha-like aura, while Kong Yujie wielded a radiance of five colors.

“Lady, you have lost.”

But in the end, with a single statement from Qing Chen, Kong Yujie’s sword was finally flicked away by a snap of his fingers.

“Thank you for showing mercy.”

After speaking, Kong Yujie turned and left without any hint of reluctance.

The crowd below praised the excitement of the match!

“Just a bunch of chickens pecking at each other!”

However, Cao Yijian loudly said, “Zhang Dujian, go and put an end to this boring contest!”

Behind him, Zhang Dujian instantly turned into a divine rainbow, directly descending onto the stage!

He drew his sword!

A powerful and direct aura instantly radiated, causing a shiver in the hearts of countless people!

“Heaven, Mahayana Realm!”

“The Mahayana Realm… The Mahayana Eightfold Heaven?!”

“How is this possible?!”

For a moment, countless people were shocked and lost their color!

The Mahayana Realm Eightfold Heaven!

Such cultivation level is truly terrifying!

The whole venue fell silent.

Everyone was staring with their mouths agape.

“An exceptional genius… This is a true exceptional genius, no wonder the

Divine Sword Sect is so confident…”

The Cihang Saint Lord spoke reluctantly, sighing deeply.

“Looking through ancient history, there are few who have such cultivation…”

Dugu Chenlu also murmured.

Under everyone’s gaze, Zhang Dujian sneered proudly, “Little monk, will you roll down yourself or shall I help you?”

Upon hearing this, Qing Chen’s face turned ugly!

He bit his lower lip, and suddenly, he raised his hand, unleashing all his power!

A fight was inevitable!

But, Zhang Dujian just sneered and swept his sword!

The sword light slashed out!

“Puh-”

Qing Chen spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, flew backward, and smashed heavily in front of the spectators’ seats, his monk’s robe torn and his flesh a bloody mess!

“Qing Chen!”

With just a flash, the Saint Teacher Kongming was already beside Qing Chen, cradling him, trembling in his old eyes.

“He… is crippled!”

The Saint Teacher Kongming uttered sorrowfully!

In an instant, the whole place was in an uproar!

With just one sword strike, the prodigy Qing Chen was crippled!

Everyone was shaken.

“This is the Mahayana Realm’s crushing of the Hollow Void Realm.”

“It’s a chasm that can’t be bridged.”

“No one can rival Zhang Dujian now.”

Everyone sighed with emotion.

” Hehe, leaving him with his life is already my mercy!”

Zhang Dujian sneered, looked around the venue arrogantly, and said, “Is there anyone who doesn’t accept this and wants to fight?!”

The venue was deadly silent.

No one dared to challenge him.

The Dust-Clearing Monk represented the strength of the most top-notch elites, but in front of Zhang Dujian, he truly couldn’t withstand a single blow, so who would dare to seek death?

In Dugu Family, next to Dugu Chen, a silent white-clothed youth was clutching the long sword in his hands, ready to step forward, but Dugu Chen took hold of his sword and shook his head:

“The Realm suppression is overwhelming; he cannot be matched!”

The white-clothed youth remained silent for a long time before ultimately giving up.

Unrivaled in the entire venue!

The disciples of Wu Ming from the Luofu Holy Land, though willing to fight, remained silent because the Luofu Holy Master didn’t speak – after all, they were on the same side.

“Hehe, does no one dare to come forward?”

Zhang Dujian looked directly at the Taiyan Holy Land and the Ziyang Holy Land, “Have the people of the Taiyan Holy Land and Ziyang Holy Land all died out?”

“If you’re too afraid to fight, then from today onward, get out of the Southern Territory and hand over all the resources there!”

His arrogance was extreme!

At this moment, Cao Yijian also said directly, “Yuanyang, Ling Chao, your disciples are no match for our sect’s prodigies. Kneel down, admit defeat, and I might let you linger in the Southern Territory!”

His triumph was extreme!

The Yuanyang Holy Lord and Saint Lord Lingchao both fell silent for a moment.

Indeed, they had not expected that the Divine Sword Sect would have such a disciple; it was too horrifying…

“It seems that behind the Divine Sword Sect, there really is a formidable person pushing things forward. I’m beginning to doubt that their goals are as simple as they seem…”

Yuanyang Holy Lord spoke thoughtfully, “Fortunately, all of this is obviously within Senior Li’s expectation!”

“That’s why he sent disciples here!”

Hearing this, Saint Lord Lingchao nodded and turned to look at Mu Qianning and others, “From now on, we can only trouble the disciples of Senior Li.” Mu Qianning and Fire Spirit nodded.

Then, standing behind them, Lu Rang stepped forward.

“Zhang Dujian, I, Lu Rang, challenge you!”

He declared immediately!

At once, everyone in the venue was startled!

At this time, someone still dared to come forward seeking death?!