I See the Aura of the Great Emperor in All My Disciples

Chapter 1300: Chapter 1300: Mu Fusheng: Does This Relate to Being Low-key? (1/4) Chapter 1300: Chapter 1300: Mu Fusheng: Does This Relate to Being Low-key? (1/4) “Trash!” From a dark corner, He Xiangwang watched the scene on the crown prince’s platform with a livid face. He hadn’t anticipated that the opponent would still not win even after Liang Qing forcefully elevated his realm using a medicinal pill.

With this turn of events, those specially recruited for their talent and strength had indeed proven their worth, truly deserving their places in the esteemed Heavenly No. 3 Courtyard.

This incident had effectively shattered the public criticism against the First Elder. Their efforts had been in vain, causing not only a loss of face for him but also damaging the reputation of his master, the Second Elder.

It was a case of losing both one’s wife and one’s soldiers.

He Xiangwang snorted coldly and strode away.

Just then, a very pale man holding a horsetail whisk blocked He Xiangwang’s path.

“What’s the matter? Who has upset Brother He? Do you want to tell me so I can support you? Who dares to insult a personal disciple of the Mixed Spirit Academy? I’ll back you up!”

“Tan Zongzhao, are you here to mock me?” He Xiangwang glared at Tan Zongzhao, who had suddenly appeared before him.

Tan Zongzhao walked over to He Xiangwang, looked at the scene on the crown prince’s platform, and put a hand on He Xiangwang’s shoulder.

“I was just saying, cut out these petty schemes, but well… If you guys want to play, then I’m happy to oblige.” As he spoke, Tan Zongzhao’s previously smiling eyes suddenly turned serious, and he stared coldly at He Xiangwang.

He Xiangwang’s expression darkened as he said, “Tan Zongzhao, don’t be so arrogant just because of your talent. Remember, your current strength isn’t impressive among the personal disciples.”

Tan Zongzhao was currently at the Intermediate Stage of the Divine Emperor Realm.

Indeed, his level was quite mediocre among the personal disciples, mainly because he started training later than the others, even though his talent ranked high among them.

Yet, Tan Zongzhao simply smiled and said, “I’ll be waiting for your assassination attempt.”

He Xiangwang snorted coldly and vanished from the spot.

With his plot exposed and his face metaphorically slapped in public, He Xiangwang had no dignity left to continue facing Tan Zongzhao.

After He Xiangwang left, Tan Zongzhao sneered, “These people can fight above their levels against top prodigies, sending someone weaker than Brother Black was simply a suicide mission, wasn’t it?”

Speaking of fighting above one’s level.

Tan Zongzhao looked toward the crown prince’s platform and thought, “Maybe Brother Black will force Fengye’s true strength to surface and even defeat him?”

Thinking this, Tan Zongzhao laughed and shook his head, “Nah, that’s too outrageous. After all, Fengye has reached nearly the Ancestral Realm, how could that be possible?”

But despite his thoughts, Tan Zongzhao continued to eagerly watch in the direction of the crown prince’s platform.

At that moment.

Liang Qing had just been taken away by He Chao.

Blackie glanced at He Chao dragging away a dejected Liang Qing and said indifferently, “Aren’t you also dissatisfied with us moving into the Heavenly No. 3 Courtyard? Come up here then, I haven’t had enough fun yet.”

With Liang Qing’s strength, he was far from enough to help Blackie cement the advancements he had made in the Refining Sky Tower.

Upon hearing Blackie’s words, He Chao’s body trembled slightly, he paused, then hurried away even faster.

Seeing He Chao flee, Blackie scoffed contemptuously, then swept his gaze below, “Anyone else who’s not convinced, feel free to come up.”

Below, Mu Fusheng couldn’t help but cover his face and shake his head.

“Wasn’t it just a few days ago that we agreed to keep a low profile until we understood the situation better at the Mixed Spirit Academy? How is it that you can’t even hold back and are now showing off?”

With this style, it’s likely that within an hour… no, within the time it takes an incense stick to burn! The whole Mixed Spirit Academy will be buzzing with their news!”

Ye Qiubai laughed beside him, “He’s already being quite low-key, haven’t you noticed? According to Brother Black’s temperament, if he had faced this situation, he would have retaliated immediately on the spot. Can you believe he actually held back for a few days?”

Looking at Mu Fusheng’s stunned face, Ye Qiubai patted his shoulder earnestly and said, “So, for Brother Black, holding back for these few days is actually being very low-key.”

Shi Sheng and Fang Qiong nearby nodded vigorously.

Big Brother’s words make sense!

Although Mu Fusheng thought it made sense, something still felt off about it.

He had indeed refrained from taking action for a few days, but what about now?

Looking at Brother Black, who was shouting provocatively on the crown prince’s stage, Mu Fusheng’s face stiffened, with only the corners of his eyes twitching continuously.

How is this keeping a low profile?

Those below Court 3 knew they weren’t strong enough, and being a mere laughingstock, no one dared to step forward.

As for those above Court 3, even if they fought, it would be useless, so there was no need to step up.

As a result, Brother Black waited for a long half-day, but still no one came up.

Even the elder from the Law Enforcement Hall coughed once and said, “Since no one else continues the challenge, then…”

“Who says there isn’t?”

That moment, a woman dressed in a dashing robe, looking quite heroic, appeared opposite Brother Black.

And the elder from the Law Enforcement Hall looked at the woman, slightly startled.

The inner courtyard disciples below were utterly silent, their faces resembling those who had seen a ghost as they looked at the woman.

Yu Cheng even muttered, “Sister Feng actually went up?”

Sister Feng… Fengye!

Possibly, the whereabouts of the personal disciples weren’t something these inner courtyard disciples were privy to. Generally, those personal disciples never appeared within the inner courtyard, hence the ones they had seen and could name were very few.

But Fengye was different.

Fengye had been constantly catching students to challenge, those with similar or even stronger abilities.

She had indeed stirred up quite a few incidents already.

One could say, Fengye was a figure of controversy in the academy.

But… wasn’t Sister Feng only supposed to battle opponents of equal or greater realms?

Why would she spar with a mere inner courtyard disciple?

The elder from the Law Enforcement Hall frowned even more and said, “Fengye, are you messing around again? He is an inner courtyard disciple, inherently unequal in strength, what’s the necessity in fighting him?”

But Fengye just laughed aloud and said, “I have never been frivolous about sparring, moreover, unequal in strength? Then I’ll just suppress my realm.”

Then she looked at Brother Black and asked, “Hey, what’s your realm? I can’t really tell with body cultivators!”

Brother Black straightforwardly replied, “Intermediate Stage of the Divine Emperor Realm.”

The crowd, hearing this, displayed ghost-like expressions as they stared at Brother Black.

Intermediate Stage of the Divine Emperor Realm? No wonder Liang Qing couldn’t overcome him!

Such a huge gap in realm…

At that moment, the aura around Fengye seemed to be suppressed inside her body, with her realm appearing to also be at the Intermediate Stage of the Divine Emperor Realm.

“Now is that okay?”

Before the elder could speak, Brother Black shook his head and said, “Actually, you don’t need to suppress your realm; I also want to forge and temper my body.”

However, Fengye, impatient as ever, said, “Even if I suppress to the same realm, I still have combat experience and understanding of the cultivation techniques and Dao Law, whether you can defeat me is still debatable.”

While speaking, Fengye had already charged towards Brother Black!

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