Furthermore, even though Luo Xiaochen was only at the late stage of the eighth stage of the elemental spirit Realm, Huangfu Ying was confident that this person's strength was only on par with her, Uncle Zhong.
Unexpectedly, when Luo Xiaochen heard Huang Fu Ying call him trash, he was even more infuriated. Just now, when he said that he wanted to kill Wang Jin, he only spoke out of anger, because Wang Jin was after all, an inner sect disciple. But now, the jealousy had attacked his heart, he only wanted Wang Jin to disappear as soon as possible, so that he could vent the hatred in his heart.
The bubbles of boiling water around him increased in number, and then gathered in the air to form a ferocious beast.
"Roar …" The sound produced by the countless bubbles was like the roar of a giant beast.
Wang Jin said as the corners of his mouth curled up: "The reason the Boiling Water elemental spirit has become a special elemental spirit is because it's rare, and it only has an additional high temperature attribute compared to the Flowing Water elemental spirit. However, its temperature cannot even melt fine steel, and it even dares to cause trouble in front of me!"
Wang Jin walked towards Luo Xiaochen with big strides.
Luo Xiaochen said sinisterly: "Someone like you... Eh? Why is he at the middle stage of the seventh stage of the elemental spirit realm? It seems like you used some unknown method to hide your cultivation during the points competition. But, you still do not have the chance to win in front of me! "
"Swallow him!"
Luo Xiaochen's hand seals descended, and the Boiling Water Behemoth immediately pounced towards Wang Jin.
Phew...
Wang Jin set his entire body ablaze.
Seeing that, Luo Xiaochen replied: So you planned on using fire to protect your body, maybe the boiling water beast's high temperature will reduce your impact, but if you can't block this attack, the flood will destroy your house, so what about my middle ranked martial skill!
"I can even break steel, so why should I be afraid of your boiling water?" Wang Jin revolved the Genuine Quintessential Elemental Martial Arts, and then fiercely threw a punch at the gigantic water beast that pounced at him.
Pow!
The Boiling Water Behemoth was penetrated by Wang Jin, causing a large hole in it. Countless drops of boiling water immediately disintegrated into water droplets, and splashed onto Wang Jin's body.
Huangfu Ying heaved a sigh of relief, the red lipstick on Wang Jin's face had finally been washed away by the boiling water.
The protective flames around Wang Jin quickly evaporated all of the water droplets on his body. Then, without saying a word, he rushed towards Luo Xiaochen.
"How can I be fine?" Luo Xiaochen could not believe that a huge water beast that he had used his cultivation at the late stage of the eighth stage of the elemental spirit Realm could even swallow a mischievous stone.
"You are only at the middle of the seventh level of the elemental spirit Realm, you are arrogant!" Luo Xiaochen took out a folding fan, then opened it with a "pa" sound. He was prepared to give Wang Jin a bit of color to check it out.
"Origin Skill!"
Wang Jin punched out, causing Luo Xiaochen to immediately disappear.
"So fast?" Huangfu Yuying's image of a fierce battle did not appear.
"Is he dead?" Huangfu Ying hastily ran over and asked worriedly. Wang Jin's fist could even send the water of the Pingxin Lake and the waterfall flying, she didn't dare imagine what would happen to Luo Xiaochen. Of course she wasn't worried about Luo Xiaochen, she was worried that he would receive a severe punishment for killing an inner disciple.
"I've already shown mercy." Wang Jin sneered, then cupped her fists towards Huangfu Ying and said, "Ying Zhi, we will meet tomorrow on the competition grounds. Hundred Ranks Competition is a chaotic battle, if you trust me, please close in on me the moment you enter the battlefield, I guarantee that we will obtain the placing to enter Guluan City!"
"Of course I believe you. I personally experienced your power." Huangfu Ying smiled sweetly.
"Farewell!" Wang Jin activated Fire Escape and left, he had to return to the Claymore Peak to gather there.
Huangfu Ying lightly smiled and returned to his cave.
Luo Xiaochen quietly laid in a quagmire hundreds of metres away, breathing heavily through his nose and mouth. Every time he breathed, bubbles would appear in the quagmire.
He woke up four hours later and realized that his neck was crooked and his face was covered in dirt. He was shocked and angry and quickly ate a few pieces of Holy Healing Pill and after a few simple treatments, he ran towards the Homeward Peak Hall in a rage.
"Master! I have an emergency! " Luo Xiaochen knocked on the Homeward Peak Elder's door.
Elder Xiong could be considered to be fond of this Luo Xiaochen who possessed exceptional talent. Although he was very angry that he had been knocked on the door so late in the night, he still forgave Luo Xiaochen for his recklessness.
"Why are you in such a sorry state?" Elder Xiong said with a frown.
"Master, it's not good. Just now, I realized that Wang Jin, who was using Claymore Peak, had snuck into our Homeward Peak and was actually with Junior Sister Ying …" As he spoke till here, Luo Xiaochen paused for a moment before continuing to shout, "He flaunted his intentions and wanted to do things to Junior Sister Ying Zhi. Fortunately, I discovered and stopped him in time, otherwise, the young and ignorant Junior Sister Ying Zi would have definitely been tricked by him!"
Elder Xiong was surprised: "Are you talking about Wang Jin who relied on pills to enter the Hundred Ranks Competition during the Large Competition?"
"That's right!"
"You're a elemental spirit late stage level 8, why didn't you capture him?" Elder Xiong asked doubtfully.
"It's a pity that Wang Jin is an expert in evasion so I can't catch him. That's why I ask Master to go and capture him!" Luo Xiaochen anxiously found an excuse for himself.
Speaking of escape techniques, Elder Xiong suddenly remembered that there was a mysterious person that used the Yin Fire Escape to sneak into his Homeward Peak yesterday.
He was invited here by the Highest Elder? Elder Xiong was shocked, thinking, if Wang Jin really wanted to come to Homeward Peak to cause trouble, how would he be able to get past the Supreme Elder? Even if it was true, it was only the Supreme Elder who acquiesced.
Dong!
Elder Xiong closed the door.
"Master!" Luo Xiaochen stretched out his neck and shouted.
"Hurry up and get out of the way," he said. Elder Xiong's gloomy voice came from the room.
"Why?" Luo Xiaochen could not believe it.
"This is not something that a person at your level can know." Elder Xiong finally said, and fell silent.
Luo Xiaochen stood in place blankly for a long time.
When Wang Jin returned to the Claymore Peak cave, he discovered that Wang Jin had consecutively jumped two small steps before he once again stared with his eyes wide open and his tongue-tied.
Early morning on the second day, the ancient bell in the Tongqing Sect Great arena rang out with deafening bells, spreading throughout the entire Tongqing Sect.
Only Wang Jin was in charge of participating in the Hundred Ranks Competition s, but all the Beheading Sword Peak Disciple in the sect would send Wang Jin off, including Meng Tuanqing who did not have any mission to participate in the tournament.
Three of the sixteen Peak-Pulse s did not have any disciples entering the Hundred Ranks Competition, and were respectively the Alchemy Ode Peak, the Peak of Kun and the Peak of Wan Xiang. In the end, their Claymore Peak was not the lowest of the lot, and no matter what Wang Jin's performance in the Hundred Ranks Competition s, they were all very happy.
However, Wang Jin was not very happy to see his master. He would pass by Wang Jin from time to time, his eyes filled with doubt.
Wang Jin did not care, this was the world as it was, most people only saw on the surface. Last time, he was still at the elemental spirit Realm during the points competition, and in the eyes of others, he would never be associated with a Hundred Ranks Competition, so most people would question him.
Only three days later, Wang Jin returned once again. Senior brothers, sisters, master and others with a higher cultivation also discovered that Wang Jin had suddenly become a middle stage elemental spirit. News of this sort of thing had already spread throughout the entire Cutting Edge, and everyone thought that jumping two small steps within three days was about the same as the sun coming out from the west.
Thus, everyone secretly agreed that Wang Jin must have used some kind of mysterious pill, no matter who it was, they all suspected it.
Zhao Yuling suddenly walked up, walked side by side with Wang Jin and Zheng Xuezhao, and whispered to Wang Jin: "Brother Wang, don't care about the opinions of others, I believe you are relying on your true abilities."
"Senior apprentice-sister." Zheng Xuezhao anxiously approached Zhao Yuling, "In Cutting Edge, could it be that only you and I believe you?"
Zhao Yuling looked at Zheng Xuezhao, and suddenly said in a strange tone: "Little Junior Sister, you need to know, I once went to his hometown with Brother Wang, and experienced some hardships together. I almost met Brother Wang's mother."
Zheng Xuezhao felt that Zhao Yuling's words were implying something, so his mouth stuck out and distanced himself from Zhao Yuling. When she heard Zhao Yuling's words, she felt a little sad in her heart.
"Junior brother, don't mind the opinions of others." Zhao Yuling anxiously said.
Wang Jin squinted: "This kind of gossip is nothing. I estimate that after Hundred Ranks Competition, the entire Tongqing Sect will explode into a hornet's nest."
"Why?" Zhao Yuling was confused by Wang Jin's words.
Wang Jin's eyes flickered as he said, "Because the first place of the Large Competition will surprise them!"
"Everyone, hurry up. Our Claymore Peak cannot be left behind by other Peak-Pulse." Zhao Jianpeng urged, he did not want to see Zhao Yuling being too close to him. Even though Meng Tuanqing kept reminding him time and time again that Wang Jin's talent was extraordinary and that he should pay more attention, in Zhao Jianpeng's heart, he was disgusted with Wang Jin.
Because Zhao Jianpeng was unable to see through Wang Jin, and was truly unable to see through him, he admitted that Wang Jin was stronger than him, but his strength was too mysterious, his cultivation was too ethereal, and he would frequently do unexpected things, and there were too many miracles that happened to Wang Jin, whether it was in A Land Of Desolation or in Su Zhuang's Mustard Seed Space, Wang Jin had completed his mission brilliantly, making everyone look at him in another light.
But because of this, Zhao Jianpeng didn't like Wang Jin. For some reason, Wang Jin always gave him an uneasy feeling, perhaps because he couldn't understand the negative emotions that came from not being able to control Wang Jin.
This time, the Hundred Ranks Competition Competition was a grand occasion for the Tongqing Sect. Aside from a few outer sect disciples who were on duty, most of the Tongqing Sect participants had gathered at the plaza. Whether it was Peak-Pulse Elders, Law Enforcement Elder s, or even Outer Sect Elders s, whether it was the inner or outer sect disciples, or even some servants, everyone had come.
As for the safety of Tongqing Sect, no one was worried, because they had the protection of the The Great Formation Of The Tongqing Sect, otherwise, they would not be able to enter the Tongqing Sect. Even if they were to sneak into the Tongqing Sect, they would be attacked by the large formation.
Looking out, one could see a sea of people. If there were disciples that accidentally lost their way, it would take a very long time to return. There were simply too many people.
More than ten thousand outer court disciples, nearly five thousand inner court disciples, plus others, the number of people gathered on the arena this time was as high as thirty thousand!
The Head Master sent people to set up the platform and then stood on it so that everyone could see him.
"Quiet." Sect Master Wei Xiangyang opened his mouth slightly, and he uttered a deep voice that drowned out all the noise present, causing the entire audience to immediately fall silent.