Chapter 63: Am I going to die today?

"You are right, Young Master Ashen!" Lo Pu said with a smile.

"Hahaha, I knew you'd understand, Elder Lo Pu" Ashen laughed in satisfaction before glancing at the suffering Mo Fan. "Now let me see who will save you!" Ashen sneered in his mind.

Mo Fan was in a pickle, getting struck on his legs over and over. It was only because of the supreme cultivation skill that he had learned that he was able to still keep standing even after their strong assault.

Though the warm current inside him was flowing, helping his body to keep standing sturdy, but, he knew that he wouldn't last any longer.

He had questions and he was roaring them in his mind: "Who are these men and why are they attacking me? Why isn't anyone stopping them? Can't anyone see this? Do I have to suffer injustice again? Am I going to get eliminated like this?"

"Take this!" One of the men shouted, using a similar skill to Mo Fan as a purple aura enveloped his leg. He kicked, aiming at his knee to make him kneel.

"Argghh!" Mo Fan let out a cry of pain and this was the first time that he had made any sound. His knee had bent from the attack. It took every ounce of determination left in his body to keep standing and not kneel.

"Poor Boy..." One of the peak masters said with pity in his eyes. "Where is Elder Lo Pu? What is he doing?" He burst out in frustration.

However, everyone remained silent. No one had an answer to his question.

"I say let's eliminate those five boys!" The Peak master suggested, looking at the other Peak master's expression.

"Eh? Don't make decisions yourself, Raging Phoenix Peak master. I want those five boys into my Rising Phoenix Peak! They are all nascent soul realm cultivators at such a young age, anyone can see that they are geniuses!" A green-haired peak master suggested.

"You call them geniuses? What kind of genius gangs up on a single cultivator? Also, isn't that boy more of a genius to withstand their assault for so long?" The brown-haired peak master asked in disbelief.

"Well, we have our own opinions so let's just wait till the end of the test. Who knows, maybe that boy you are siding with won't even choose your Raging Phoenix Peak!" The green-haired peak master sneered before continuing to look at the screen.

"You!..." The brown-haired peak master gritted his teeth in frustration before also looking at the screen anxiously.

Meanwhile, Mo Fan's one knee had touched the steps and only one knee was left before he was declared to be eliminated, however, they didn't go for his other knee but suddenly gathered in his front and pushed him with their gathered strength.

Mo Fan's eyes widened in shock as he found his balance fumble and he began to fall on his back: "Finished... I'm finished" He murmured, not finding any way out.

He was falling in a difficult position which made it impossible for him to escape falling and the constant push coming from the five men didn't help either. He accepted his loss.

However, Suddenly, He felt his body stop in between. It felt as if someone caught his back and was pushing him up.

The men in front also had weird expressions as if seen a ghost.

"Are you alright, little friend?" A heavy, deep voice came from behind him whose vibration he felt through the bulky hands that were holding him.

He then felt his body being lifted and placed to the side of the source of the voice.

It was then that his gaze fell on the towering man that was in front of him. This man had bulging muscles and was 2m in height, however, the scariest thing was the scar that connected his left eye to the right corner of his mouth. He wore a sleeveless, orange shirt and matching pants.

He appeared to be in his later forties.

Many people had already passed while some were behind them.

There were two paths in front of them, one going right while one going left!

Two disciples wearing the disciplinary team's uniform were there to help guide them.

One of the disciples took Mo Fan's disciple card while the other took Vi Ling's disciple card.

"Please come with me!" Mo Fan was instructed to follow the disciple to the left path while Vi Ling went on the right path.

"See you later Brother Vi Ling!" Mo Fan parted ways with Vi Ling.

Following the disciple, he was brought into an area with green grass and some trees.

"Please go inside, your test will commence soon!" The disciple instructed before leaving.

Mo Fan entered before standing in the center of the area. He could feel some gazes on him, however, he ignored them.

Soon, in front of him, a phantom appeared.

"Lavender Python?" Mo Fan recognized the phantom of the huge purple snake in front of him.

It was approximately six meters in length and 2m in girth. Anyone would feel their body numb just from the sight of it.

It looked at Mo Fan with the intent to kill. Mo Fan, however, was somewhat confident in winning against.

"Come at me!" He shouted before dashing toward the python, however, soon his eyes widened as he felt killing intent aimed at him from two different directions.

He stopped in his tracks before retreating to make some distance from the python. He looked around before spotting two golden eyes in two different directions behind the bushes.

The culprits soon revealed themselves, coming out of the bushes.

"Golden fur lions?" Mo Fan's eyes were wide in horror. They were nascent soul-stage spirit beasts and there were two of them in front of him.

And as if that wasn't enough, he felt a sting sensation aimed at his heart as he rolled to dodge.

Cut!

A cut appeared on his left hand despite the timely dodge. He searched for the culprit and soon discovered the sword qi lingering in the air.

"Isn't this a sword-attacking formation?" Mo Fan felt fear, extreme fear. He wanted to run, however, looking back at the entrance, it had disappeared.

"Am I going to die today?" Mo Fan felt his life hanging by a thread!

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(A/N - Thanks for reading. ^..^)