Chapter 323 Dabi
There was nothing around, the whole world was empty, and there was only darkness in front of the few people.

"Dahei, I can't see!"

Erya grabbed Zhang Tie's hand and said nervously.

"Don't be afraid, it's just a little dark, it's nothing."

Zhang Tie touched Erya's head and said comfortingly.

"Master, I'm a little scared too."

Wang Yu also spoke at this time.

"Can you hug me?"

The king fish's voice was full of tremors, and it seemed really scared.

Zhang Tie: …

"I'm coming over here, Master!"

"Stop!"

Zhang Tie's scalp tingled. Could it be that Wang Yu was going to take advantage of the darkness to do something bad to him?

"Don't come over here!"

Zhang Tie's voice had a slight tremor.

The king fish did not stop and continued to approach Zhang Tie, raising both hands and grabbing towards Zhang Tie.

Pfft!

The long knife pierced into the flesh. A long knife was stuck in the chest of "Wang Yu" and his face looked ugly.

laugh!
Blue fist flames emerged from Zhang Tie's fingertips, illuminating the entire space.

"How did you find out?"

The black guard returned to his original appearance, dressed in black, with a black mask on his face and a long knife stuck in his chest.

"A kingfish wouldn't talk to me like that."

The corner of Zhang Tie's mouth twitched. This man pretended to be Wang Yu and approached him, waiting for an opportunity to attack him.

There was nothing wrong with the operation, but the execution was so poor that Zhang Tie was treated like a fool.

The black-masked monk's face turned dark, "You dare to scold me? You're looking for death!"

The black-clad guard used a killing move. A giant yellow dragon appeared in his hand. The dragon was made of lumps of earth and roared as it rushed towards Zhang Tie.

The dragon was quite powerful, so Zhang Tie started to take it seriously. He flashed next to him and punched him in the head.

The black-robed monk was completely unable to react in time, as Zhang Tie was much faster than him.

buzzing.

Zhang Tie's fist was blocked by the black armor, and the shock made Zhang Tie's fist numb.

What a strong armor!
Zhang Tie's eyes lit up. The armor could block his fist, which meant that physical attacks from the middle or even late Nascent Soul stage had no effect on him.

"Try this!"

Zhang Tie put away his numb fist, turned the flame on his fingertips into the size of a human head, and threw it onto the armor.

However, the speed of Zhang Tie's flame was too slow, and the black-robed monk dodged it!
"What are you doing? You're using a mere fireball against me. What a joke!"

The black-robed monk spoke in a hurried tone, and angrily threw three earth dragons at Zhang Tie.

“A little slower!”

Zhang Tie didn't care. He just used an ordinary fireball technique, and the power was about the same as that of an ordinary Yuanying early stage attack.

However, Zhang Tie was proficient in the art of fire-seeking, so it was not difficult for him to speed up the fireball.

laugh!
Just like striking a match, a fist-sized blue flame appeared at Zhang Tie's fingertips again.

The flames danced, illuminating the space that had lost its light.

The black-masked monk showed a trace of disdain at the corner of his mouth.
"Is this all you have? How dare you think of using this finger-tip-sized flame against me!"

"I'll just stand here and don't move. Come on!"

The man in black robe confidently opened his hands, waiting for Zhang Tie to make a move.

Zhang Tie stared at the black-robed monk for a while, making sure that he was serious, and threw the flame in his hand over strangely.

The flame flew slowly over and hit the black-robed monk's armor. The armor flashed black light, extinguishing the flame.

“It can be improved further.”

Zhang Tie saw that the black armor easily extinguished 30% of the power of his flame.

"Be bold this time and use 80% of your power."

He didn't want to burn the armor, so he decided to wait until he killed the monk and then take the armor back for Arya to wear.

"Haha, I'll give you another chance!"

The black-robed monk flashed a smug smile. He just wanted to delay time.

As time passed, the black-robed monk asked Zhang Tie to experiment with flames of various powers, ice cones and even spiritual attacks, but they were all blocked by the black armor.

. . .

On the tenth floor of Tongtian Peak, the immortal monks and the five major families gathered in the Central Dynasty Hall.

The Dynasty Hall is extremely vast, and the core formation of Tongtian Peak covers the entire hall.

In the center of the hall there is a huge platform, shrouded in mist.

There are cushions surrounding it, like a stadium, enclosing the entire platform in the center.

Near the center of the platform, there is a circle of cushions made of white jade, on which sit the core members of the Immortal Sect and the five major families.

The number one genius of the Immortal Sect, his figure is elusive, even if people around him don’t observe carefully, they will ignore him.

"He has mastered the Piao Miao Jue, and is worthy of being the chief disciple of the First Immortal Sect. He has already reached the late Nascent Soul stage at such a young age! His future is promising!"

Wei Yang exclaimed in admiration. The royal family of their Central Dynasty was weak. As the steward of the entire dynasty, Wei Yang still wanted to work hard to make some friends for the dynasty.

"How dare you talk to my First Immortal Sect's Chief Senior Brother!"

The number one genius from the immortal sect did not speak, but the waiter next to him answered.

Wei Yang's smile froze on his face and his heart skipped a beat. Are these immortal sects going to break off relations with the Central Dynasty?
He is the referee of this competition. Aren't you afraid that he will make things difficult for you if you offend him like this?

The looming figure of the dragon in the sky solidified, revealing its handsome true form.
The enchanting green pupils glanced at Wei Yang, "Wei Chaofu, don't mind it. I am a boy who speaks bluntly. You must not get angry, otherwise if there is a conflict, I am afraid you will suffer some physical pain."

After Long Zai Tian finished speaking, he closed his eyes and his figure became vague again.

Wei Yang's face is as black as charcoal, what does this mean?
Look down on his Wei family!

Wei Yang clenched his fists, his body trembled, anger flashed in his eyes, and then he disappeared.

"Humph!"

Wei Yang snorted heavily, then turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait a moment!"

The boy's voice came out.

Wei Yang's heart moved. Could it be that this person felt that what happened just now was inappropriate and wanted to show weakness to him?

"That's fine. Although Wei Yang is proud, he can tolerate it for the sake of his family!"

So Wei Yang stopped the surprise in his heart and said with anger on his face, "What's the matter?!"

"You are the referee of this year's competition. Just a reminder. Make full use of your power. At least you won't lose too badly."

"Hahaha!"

The people around laughed.

Wei Yang's face turned red, and shame and anger rushed to his mind!
He thought these people had the minimum respect for the Wei family, and he was lucky enough to want to make friends with them!

"You! You!"

Wei Yang pointed at everyone with trembling hands, the First Immortal Gate, the Second Immortal Gate, the Third Immortal Gate, and the five major families.

Wei Yang pointed for a long time with trembling hands, but was unable to say anything.

They are too strong. Forty-eight disciples in the late Nascent Soul stage. These disciples alone are enough to give the Wei family a hard time.

With everyone's ridicule, Wei Yang left here dejectedly and returned to the Wei family area.

He saw the princes sitting sparsely, some of them were yawning, while others were hugging and flirting with beautiful female cultivators.

Wei Yang was completely discouraged. "At this moment that will decide the future of our family, not even everyone can come!"

(End of this chapter)