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"Clang—clang—clang—"
Under everyone's gaze, Lufan walked toward the door, his right hand continuously flicking the Rising Dragon Talisman, producing a series of crisp sounds.
The Martial Cultivators across from him stared intently at the talisman, their eyes following its movements as if afraid that it would vanish in the blink of an eye.
This made Fatty, Duanmu Xue, and the others who followed him extremely anxious, their hearts screaming.
Hey, can't you see those people looking at you like hungry wolves? You keep provoking them like this; just throw that thing away and get back!
At this moment, Duanmu Xue and the others had completely abandoned any thoughts of breaking the deadlock. When they truly faced the overwhelming aura of thousands of Martial Cultivators united, they finally realized how ridiculous their earlier reluctance had been.
No one could remain unshaken under such pressure!
No wonder the academy had to yield; this was indeed an unstoppable force.
Lufan also felt a bit emotional. He had faced the aura of martial masters directly and had even confronted the world's might. He thought there was no one left whose presence could move him, but this scene still left him in shock.
He could sense the determination radiating from this group of Loose Cultivators.
It was a defiance against their own fate, a dissatisfaction with their circumstances, a fervent desire to seize this opportunity and completely change their destiny!
If it were just one Loose Cultivator, that aura would be insignificant, but when thousands of Loose Cultivators gathered their momentum together, even the aura of a martial master seemed slightly inferior in comparison.
Moreover, Lufan vaguely felt that compared to the world's might, the collective force of these Loose Cultivators carried an additional meaning that was even more heart-stirring.
This is what they call human determination overcoming heaven. The hearts of people and the will of heaven—there is still a distinction between them.
Lufan felt a surge of understanding within, gaining a deeper insight into the concept of momentum.
However, this was precisely what made it interesting. If he could directly counter this overwhelming force, it would surely benefit his goal of refining an invincible momentum. Lufan smiled.
The momentum generated by the thousands of Loose Cultivators gathered here, while grand, was far inferior to that of a Martial Arts Master. It could only shock the heart but lacked any real lethality.
Thus, breaking through it didn’t seem too difficult.
If others knew what Lufan was thinking at this moment, they would surely think he was insane.
Didn’t they see the situation before them? It could be said that the opposing side was like a barrel of explosives ready to ignite! Others were barely able to escape; how could he dare to step forward? Wasn’t that madness?
But it didn’t matter; they would soon find out.
As Lufan stepped forward, the people from the academy began to whisper among themselves.
“Who is that? So bold!”
“I don’t know, but look, even Violent Queen and her group are following his lead. He must be someone significant!”
“Indeed! When did our academy have such a figure? Even Violent Queen can be tamed by him?”
Some were speculating about Lufan’s identity, especially after seeing Duanmu Xue and the others, leading them to believe he was an important person.
But suddenly another voice chimed in: “What important person? I’ve seen him; he’s just a little errand boy, part of that group with Fatty.”
“What? An errand boy! An errand boy has this kind of courage? Why don’t you go stand outside and try it?” Others clearly did not believe it.
"Anyway, he's just a janitor! I've seen him cleaning in the Dining Hall many times!" The speaker was taken aback and suddenly felt a bit embarrassed, stubbornly insisting, but he didn't dare to mention whether he would stand up or not.
"It seems to really be that janitor, the one who is responsible for cleaning the classrooms."
"Yes, I've seen him many times in the library too."
"It really is him!"
Once reminded, others seemed to recall as well, chiming in.
After all, Lufan had been at the academy for over eight years; even if he usually had little presence, the students still had some impression of him.
In the end, everyone confirmed his identity; he was indeed a janitor. But why did a janitor stand up now? What did he want to do?
Even the Master Alchemist and Xing Lao found it strange and were unsure what Lufan was up to.
Ignoring the discussions behind him, Lufan continued to play with the Ascending Dragon Talisman, drawing everyone's attention.
For a moment, no one acted rashly. In this situation, whoever moved first would clearly be cannon fodder. The Loose Cultivators were not foolish; on the contrary, they were all cunning as foxes, waiting for someone else to make the first move.
As for the little brat trying to show off across from them, no one paid him any mind. Sensing his Primordial Energy fluctuations revealed he was only at the second-tier realm; with such strength, there were plenty of people here who could crush him with one hand!
Compared to their battle-hardened experience, the rookies in the academy were still too inexperienced.
In the eyes of the Loose Cultivators, they had already regarded Lufan as just another student from the academy, probably one who liked to show off in front of others, merely wanting to take this opportunity to flaunt while handing over the Ascending Dragon Talisman.
As for why it wasn't Fatty holding the talisman as rumored, they didn't care; as long as the Ascending Dragon Talisman was real, that was all that mattered!
As for Lufan, they had seen many self-righteous little brats like him. After just a few days of cultivation, he was already oblivious to the reality around him; in fact, no one took him seriously.
However, what they didn't expect was that, under everyone's gaze, this little brat seemed unwilling to hand over the Rising Dragon Talisman immediately. Instead, he spoke up first.
"Everyone, there's no need to look further. This is indeed the Rising Dragon Talisman, and it's even a Fish-Dragon Talisman!"
Upon hearing this, aside from a few who showed regret, the vast majority were greatly surprised. The ones who were delighted were mostly low-level Martial Cultivators, while those who felt regret had already broken through to the Bone Refinement stage or higher as Loose Cultivators.
However, these individuals quickly returned to their usual expressions. The Fish-Dragon Talisman merely indicated that they couldn't openly seize it; behind the scenes, who would care? It was also a good opportunity for them to let these people fight it out and reduce their competition.
Once it was confirmed to be a Fish-Dragon Talisman, someone couldn't hold back any longer and shouted out loud.
"Little brat, since that's the case, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and hand over the Rising Dragon Talisman!"
Lufan looked over and saw a tall man with dark skin and bulging muscles—a short-haired giant. With his gorilla-like physique, it was clear he was not weak in strength.
In fact, this was true; those standing at the front were basically strong figures among Loose Cultivators. This short-haired giant was one of the best among them, having reached the peak of the Third Rank.
Feigning confusion, Lufan asked, "Hand it over? Then which senior here should I give it to?"
The short-haired giant hesitated. He wanted to say to give it to himself but knew that if he did, he would immediately become the target of everyone’s ire. Although he was confident, he certainly didn't dare to say such a thing.
Seeing that he had fallen silent, Lufan smiled and flicked the Rising Dragon Talisman high into the air with a clang before catching it in his hand.
"It seems that before coming here, none of you decided on the ownership of this Rising Dragon Talisman. How about this: let me decide for everyone."
"You decide? You’re just a little brat who hasn’t even grown up yet; you still suckle at your mother’s breast! What right do you have to decide for us?" the short-haired giant scoffed.
"With the Shenglong Talisman now in my hands!" Lufan said. "I heard that as the holder of the Shenglong Talisman, I can set the rules for the challenge. So now, anyone who wants this Shenglong Talisman must follow my rules!"
As soon as he said this, everyone was shocked, and there was an uproar as they looked at Lufan in disbelief. Some even began to laugh loudly.
"Are you saying you want to join the competition for the Shenglong Talisman?" Short-Haired Man said incredulously.
He had started to doubt whether this kid had gotten too carried away and had lost his mind.
"That's right. So if you want to become the next holder of the Shenglong Talisman, you have to get past me first!"
Hearing Lufan's confident tone, the previously dismissive Loose Cultivator fell silent and focused on Lufan.
Seeing his calm expression, everyone realized that this kid wasn't losing his mind; he was serious!
All the Loose Cultivators fell into silence, no longer laughing. For someone brave enough to challenge for the Shenglong Talisman, even if he was an opponent, they would respect him for that courage and determination. Otherwise, mocking such a person would be like mocking themselves.
While the Loose Cultivators were silent, the people from Qingyang Academy erupted in chaos.
"Heavens, what did I just hear? He said he wants to join the competition for the Shenglong Talisman?"
"This is simply asking for death!"
"Does he not know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is?"
"Is there really such a fool in this world?"
"Sickly Kid, what are you doing? Come back here!"
"Nonsense!"
The last two sentences were shouted by Xing Lao and Master of Medicine, who were almost driven mad by Lufan.
Behind Lufan, Duanmu Xue and the others were shocked, completely not expecting things to develop this way. In a moment of panic, they wanted to pull Lufan back.
However, at that moment, an old man from the opposite side spoke up: "Good! You have guts; indeed, heroes emerge from youth! We agree. What rules do you want to set?"
This old man was surprisingly a strong practitioner of the Bone Refinement Realm. His words were enough to represent the majority of Loose Cultivators.
Duanmu Xue's hand stiffened, knowing that the situation was already beyond saving.
"My rules are simple: all of you who want to seize the Shenglong Talisman will fight me. Whether barehanded or with weapons, one-on-one or in a group fight, I will take them all on myself!
Those who lose must give up the Shenglong Talisman, and those who win can take it from my hands!"
In other words, I want to fight all of you by myself!
These words landed heavily and resonated throughout Qingyang City!
Everyone suddenly froze, shocked into silence. Then, the entire Qingyang City erupted with a tsunami-like roar!
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