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However, Su Chen showed no signs of weakness.
Surrounded by a dazzling Battle Body, he shone with golden light, resembling a god of war descending to the earth. Before he could summon his Martial Spirit and Star Ring, he casually waved his hand, and a massive Golden Handprint appeared in the air. Its force was so fierce that it collided with the enormous figure in the sky.
Boom!
A thunderous sound echoed, causing the very space around them to tremble.
In the air, Sun Ping's body shook violently as he spat out a mouthful of blood. He was sent flying like a kite with its string cut, crashing heavily to the ground, disbelief and shock filling his eyes. He never expected that as a formidable Four-Star King Realm expert, he would be struck down by a seemingly inconspicuous young man.
In an instant, Su Chen transformed into a blur, pursuing Sun Ping relentlessly, determined to kill him on the spot.
Yet, just at this life-and-death moment, an overwhelming Respected One aura suddenly descended, like a chasm separating the two combatants.
In the blink of an eye, an indescribable invisible force surged forth effortlessly, separating the two who were about to collide as if time itself had frozen at that moment.
The two of you should heed the Old Man's words and cease fighting.
As the words fell, Wu Chenzi, the dean of the Supreme Academy and also the leader of the Four Directions Alliance, slowly appeared. His figure floated gracefully as if he had stepped out of a painting.
Sun Ping's gaze turned cold as he looked at Wu Chenzi, filled with unwillingness and resentment. He had never anticipated that as a dignified elder of the Holy Temple, he would lose face in such a situation and be injured by a junior.
Thus, he attempted to leverage Wu Chenzi's status to salvage his pride: "Wu Chenzi! This child dares to attack an elder of the Holy Temple; this is truly disrespectful and deserves severe punishment. As the alliance leader, how can you stand by idly?"
Su Chen remained indifferent; he understood that with a Respected One-level expert intervening, this battle could no longer continue. However, his murderous intent burned like wildfire within him—nothing had diminished.
He must die!
But what Wu Chenzi said next made Sun Ping's face turn pale: "Elder Sun, if you still wish to continue this fight, I will not interfere."
With that statement, Wu Chenzi's gaze deepened as if he could see into one's heart, causing Sun Ping to shiver involuntarily.
Hearing this, Sun Ping felt a mix of emotions swirling within him. He knew that Su Chen's strength was far beyond his own; continuing to fight would be tantamount to seeking his own death.
Thus, he could only suppress his anger and unwillingness and choose silence.
The sudden conflict came to a temporary halt under the mediation of Wu Chenzi.
"Alright, everyone! Before this selection conference, nine spots have already been predetermined," Wu Chenzi began, introducing the various representatives.
The first to step forward was Yun Chewen, the leader of the Supreme Academy. He wore an elegant blue robe, his long hair gently tied up with a warm jade hairpin. An aura of extraordinary scholarly grace radiated from him, as if he had stepped out from the paintings of ancient literary masters.
Yun Chewen's Martial Spirit was an ancient tome of secret knowledge, capable of conveying profound truths through its words. Within its lines lay boundless power, coalescing into sharp attacks, and he was deeply versed in the intricacies of formations and mechanisms.
From the direction of the Holy Temple, Holy Light Blaze stood proudly.
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