"Hey, did you know that Hall Master Yun wants to challenge Hall Master Shuang tomorrow?”
In the training grounds of the World Association, many disciples gathered together during their break time.
"Eh, didn't Sect Master reject Hall Master Yun's request? Why are you challenging him tomorrow?”
"It's all because of Hall Master Yun's repeated requests.”
"Why did Hall Master Yun challenge Hall Master Shuang?”
"He said that Hall Master Yun is not satisfied with Hall Master Shuang's position as the eldest senior brother and wants to compete.”
Someone obviously knew something inside and could not help but tell everyone.
"Is there a need to compete? Hall Master Shuang will definitely win!”
"Hall Master Shuang was Sect Master's disciple before, so she must have learned more than Hall Master Yun!”
"This Hall Master Yun is still a little conceited.”
Many people compared the strength of the two hall masters in their hearts and felt that there was no difference.
Qin Shuang's fame had already spread throughout the World Association. She had become a god in the battle at the Huo Manor, and the magnificent scene when she came out of seclusion had left the disciples of the World Association reminiscing endlessly.
However, there were also people who disagreed.
"Hall Master Yun is extremely talented. He might be able to fight.”
"Yes, Sect Master taught the Cloud Striking Palm to Hall Master Yun, and Hall Master Yun mastered it in just a few days.”
When these people heard about Bu Jingyun's cultivation, they were all shocked.
"So what? Hall Master Shuang has been cultivating in seclusion for five years.”
Some people scoffed at the voices of those who were standing in the clouds.
"The reason why Hall Master Shuang went into seclusion to cultivate is definitely because she realized that her strength is not good enough. Who knows if she will still be in the same place after going into seclusion?”
"If you ask me, although Hall Master Shuang is still powerful, she's at her wit's end.”
"That's right, that Hall Master Yun is the rising star!”
Everyone was trying their best to explain their thoughts, and for a moment, there were different opinions.
Nie Feng and Duan Lang, who were not far away from the martial arts field, quietly watched the disciples of the World Association argue and did not interfere.
"They don't understand Eldest Senior Brother's true strength!”Nie Feng clasped his hands behind his back and sighed.
"Bu Jingyun has no chance of winning!" Duan Lang gritted his teeth.
In the previous martial arts competition, he had clearly had the upper hand.
However, Xiong Ba shamelessly helped Bu Jingyun defeat him, and even caused him to be heavily injured and recuperate for a few days.
What made him even more disappointed was that because he wasn't willing to go easy, Xiong Ba was furious and wanted to execute him.
If it wasn't for Nie Feng pleading for him, he might not even be able to be a handyman now. If he wasn't careful, he would have been killed by Xiong Ba.
Therefore, Duan Lang was very happy to see Bu Jingyun suffer a huge loss at Qin Shuang's hands.
"Shixiong is also messing around, insisting on challenging Eldest Shixiong.”
When Nie Feng thought of Bu Jingyun's stubbornness, he felt a headache coming on.
"You overestimate yourself!"
Duan Lang said word by word with a mocking tone. His tone was filled with strong unwillingness.
Nie Feng knew about the conflict between Duan Lang and Bu Jingyun. He wanted to resolve it, but there was nothing he could do.
After a helpless bitter smile, Nie Feng saw that the disciples on the martial arts field had already started training again.
Seeing that they were still practicing the most basic movement technique, Nie Feng couldn't help but look at the main hall, which was the place where Qin Shuang had come out of seclusion." Only when Senior Brother touches that realm will he know how terrifying Eldest Senior Brother's strength is.”
Nie Feng's words were filled with respect for Qin Shuang's strength.
Duan Lang recalled how Qin Shuang had stunned everyone with her arrival in the sky and fell silent for a moment.
The next day, countless disciples of the World Association surrounded the training ground.
It was supposed to be the time for everyone to practice martial arts, but now everyone was standing on the sidelines and looking at Bu Jingyun.
Bu Jingyun crossed his arms in front of his chest with a solemn expression, staring at the hall above with burning eyes.
On the stone platform in front of the arena, Xiong Ba was quietly drinking tea and sitting on the dragon throne. Behind him, Wen Chouchou was waving his feather fan obsequiously.
He was so relaxed that no one could see that he was worried at all. It was as if the outcome of this challenge had already been decided in his heart.
Why isn't Hall Master Shuang here yet?"
Some people saw that it was getting closer and closer to the agreed time, but Qin Shuang still did not appear.
"Are you afraid? You're not coming, right?"
The disciples of the Flying Cloud Hall looked at their hall master who was awe-inspiring in the arena and could not help but want to suppress his opponent's aura.
"Afraid?" The disciples of the Skyfrost Hall felt like they had heard a huge joke." Our Hall Master Shuang is busy every day, so she came out last and casually took care of your Hall Master Yun. She's afraid of wasting our time."”
"If you're so powerful, why don't you come now? I'm afraid he's a coward."
The Flying Cloud Hall disciples scoffed at the arrogant attitude of the Heavenly Frost Hall.
"After waiting in the arena for half a day, you were defeated in an instant.”
The disciples of the Skyfrost Hall all smiled playfully. They were extremely confident in Qin Shuang's strength.
"Stop arguing!"
Nie Feng led the disciples of his Wind God Hall to the martial arts field, cleverly separating the disciples of Flying Cloud Hall and Heavenly Frost Hall.
The disciples of the World Association all had respect for the elegant Hall Master Feng. After bowing, they didn't say anything.
"Feng 'er is here."
Xiong Ba put down the teacup in his hand and looked at Nie Feng who was slowly walking over.
Nie Feng walked in front of Xiong Ba and cupped his hands.
"Greetings, Master! Eldest Senior Brother, are you not here yet?"
Xiong Ba smiled and turned his attention back to the teacup.
"No rush, no rush."
Nie Feng stood to the side and looked at Bu Jingyun, who was resting with his eyes closed. He was a little confused.
"What is Eldest Shixiong doing? Why isn't he here yet?”
Everyone looked at the time that was about to arrive, and doubts rose in their hearts.
As time passed, the pride on the faces of the Flying Cloud Hall disciples grew stronger and stronger.
They looked provocatively at the Skyfrost Hall's camp, only to find that they were still calm and composed, as if they had a plan in mind.
"Gang Leader! The time is almost up!"
Wen Chouchou looked at the time and whispered into Xiong Ba's ear.
"Yes." Xiong Ba didn't seem to mind, he continued to play with his teacup.
Duan Lang mixed in with the crowd outside the training field, feeling a little anxious.
He was here to see Bu Jingyun make a fool of himself. If Qin Shuang didn't come, then he wouldn't have anything to see.
"Why isn't he here yet?"
Duan Lang's gaze kept darting between Bu Jingyun and the main hall.
"Young Master Shuang, did something happen to him?”
Wen Chouchou had a sudden idea, and his face with heavy makeup showed worry.
Xiong Ba was still sitting calmly on the dragon throne, the teacup in his hand was also placed aside. His entire person was like an old monk meditating, placing everything outside of the world.
Time passed bit by bit, and everyone felt restless.
Suddenly, Xiong Ba's eyes opened.
The dancing frost quickly swept past everyone's heads without a sound.
"Time's up!"
Wen Chouchou calculated the time and shouted at the last moment.
Everyone looked disappointed, but in an instant, the sky was filled with frost that floated above everyone's heads.
"Welcome, Hall Master!"
The disciples of the Heavenly Frost Hall knelt on the ground as if they were welcoming the gods.
As they spoke, an aurora fell from the sky, and frost was born.
Everyone outside the arena felt their breathing stagnate, and the temperature around them fluctuated between scorching and cold.
Bu Jingyun also opened his eyes at the same time. He felt an unstoppable aura coming at him like a tsunami.
Suddenly, the light dissipated. Frost and sparks spontaneously opened up a gorgeous path between the sky and the arena.
At the last moment, Qin Shuang slowly walked over from the sky.
The first chapter.
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