Chapter 61: Farce
This made the spirit host behind anxious, and someone immediately questioned:
"Why did he pass directly? I don't accept it!"

"That's right. Even if he helps take down Li Hei Xiong, the assessment can't be biased, right?"

"He also has to be assessed! He can't get any special treatment!"

"I think you guys are the ones who colluded with each other! You bribed a spirit-hosting person to cause trouble, and then let the person you had chosen to solve the problem come out, so that you can get away with it and shut everyone up!!"

A young spirit-hosting man in his early twenties was very proud of himself and felt proud of his own intelligence.

"Ah?? Hearing your words, I feel like I have just woken up from a dream, like I have been enlightened!"

"This brother has a point, there is an inside story!!"

"There's an inside story!"

"There is definitely an inside story!"

Under the influence of a small number of spirit hosts with ulterior motives, more and more spirit hosts were misled and coerced into protesting, denouncing Li Ye, Lu Xiangong and Jia Xinglie, and demanding that Li Ye be disqualified from the assessment and withdraw.

Only a very small number of people watched in silence.

Li Ye looked at the people in the hall and felt a little ironic. This scene was very similar to the online violence in his previous life. Many netizens had no judgment ability at all. They were easily led astray and became tools for others to commit violence.

"You scumbags! You dare to insult my boss?!"

Yang Tianyu and others stood beside Li Ye, their eyes like vicious tigers and their expressions were cold.

"boom!"

The six evil spirits were monstrous and as ferocious as a prison. The eerie and majestic aura rose into the sky, making these people turn pale and look terrified.

Gao Chong, Yang Zaixing, Wang Yanzhang, Hua Mulan, Li Siye, Wang Yue!
The gaze of six pairs of eyes made them shudder.

"We are angry with them, we are the righteous ones!"

"They are anxious, anxious!"

The young man who led the protest suppressed his fear and shouted loudly.

"Inside story! Investigate thoroughly!"

"Inside story! Investigate thoroughly!"

Seeing that Li Ye was calm and silent, the young man couldn't help but sneer, and felt more and more proud in his heart. He was sure that this guy was doing something inside and acting out a script, so he shouted even harder.

Hall of Heroes, Hall of Records

For a moment, the hall was tense. Forty or fifty soldiers in armor had cold expressions, holding their guns and swords, ready to go.

But the many spirit-hosting people are not easy to deal with. They seem to be certain that the Hall of Heroes is in the wrong and dare not act rashly. They are filled with righteous indignation and are determined to seek justice.

"This guy has an ordinary aura, why doesn't he need to take the exam? Pah, a bunch of hypocritical people!"

"Can this guy enter the Hall of Heroes through the back door just because he's good-looking?"

"Where is the majesty of the Hall of Heroes?"

"That's right, investigate the inside story!"

Xing Yanshu saw that the situation was not right. He looked around for a while and suddenly his eyes lit up. He saw two people standing quietly in the corner, one watching coldly and the other yawning out of boredom.

Xing Yanshu quietly slipped to the side of the two of them and said with a playful smile:

"Why didn't you two brothers join in the fun?"

The man on the left had a thin face, with a shallow scar on his left cheek. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. He glanced at Xing Yanshu lightly without answering, and shifted his gaze to the young man in the center of the storm, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

The man on the right, who was so bored that he yawned, leaned against the wall with his hands on his head. He looked at Xing Yanshu as if he were an idiot and said indifferently:

"He can beat two or three of me with one hand, why would I go and humiliate myself?"

An expert can tell whether something is successful or not with just one move. Li Gucheng and Zhang Hanliang have sharp eyes. As soon as Li Ye made a move, they noticed the huge fluctuation of his spiritual power and were secretly shocked.

"Don't you know this guy? Li Ye, the owner of Li Tang's strongest martial spirit, Li Cunxiao. If I have the chance, I would like to compete with him."

Li Gucheng stared at Li Ye with sharp eyes and replied to Xing Yanshu casually.

Xing Yanshu opened his mouth but was choked speechless. Although he looked tall and strong, his strength was much inferior. Naturally, he did not realize how unfathomable Li Ye was. He just didn't want to get involved with these people.

"I still don't know what to call you two brothers?" Xing Yanshu felt that these two were quite capable and wanted to build a good relationship with them.

"Li Gucheng."

"Zhang Hanliang."

……

Jia Xinglie stood up slowly, his eyes surging like magma from the earth's core, burning and furious. Known as "Master Jia", he was famous for his fiery temper! "A bunch of rats! All you can do is make noise!" Jia Xinglie suddenly erupted, his strong and violent spiritual power soaring into the sky, his murderous aura condensed and did not dissipate, his peak scorching heat comparable to the Great Scorching Heat made the entire space feel like it was trapped in a deep swamp, extremely oppressive.

The young man who led the commotion saw that everyone around him was frightened, and he became anxious, stiffened his neck, and asked with a red face:
"Why doesn't he have to take the exam? I think you guys are..."

"If you are also the strongest human martial spirit, have Li Cunxiao, and have reached the Jiaore realm, then you don't need to take the exam!!"

"He was originally invited by our Hall of Heroes, so he didn't need to be tested."

Jia Xinglie interrupted him coldly, staring at them with his tiger eyes.

The whole place fell into an eerie silence.

Li Cunxiao? The strongest human spirit? Jiao Re?
Every word was like a huge rock smashing into their hearts, causing tremendous waves that could not be calmed for a long time.

"boom!"

Another powerful aura that was no less powerful than Jia Xinglie swept in like a strong wind, and Li Ye looked calm, with his clothes rustling.

The distraught crowd raised their eyes in surprise, only to see that the handsome young man who was standing in the distance seemed to have disappeared, and only a majestic and agile purple-gold dragon was circling in the void, with a pair of golden dragon eyes that were cold and majestic, like a god overlooking all living beings, indifferent to everything.

Many people rubbed their eyes hurriedly, and when they looked again, they saw the young man still standing proudly, but a strange scene appeared behind him.

The stars seemed to surround him, and the starlight sprinkled on his robes. Golden air currents swirled around his side, like the king's most loyal guard. Behind him was a circular halo, shining with golden light. The Big Dipper was embedded in the halo, and above his head sat a magical, extraordinary, noble and majestic purple-gold dragon.

Like a god descended from heaven, he exuded the noble aura of a royal family. His eyes seemed to be without a trace of emotion, as if a god was looking down on all living beings.

Behind him stood a huge figure, towering like a giant god descending to the sky, as majestic as a mountain and as sturdy as the Five Mountains, as if it had the power to tear apart the heaven and earth!
Lu Xiangong's beautiful eyes suddenly shrank, "This... this kind of oppression! How could Li Ye reach this level?!"

Jia Xinglie felt his blood boiling, and a deep voice full of fighting spirit came from his body.
"This Li Cunxiao deserves the title of the strongest human martial spirit!!!"

Jia Xinglie knew how powerful his guardian spirit was when he was alive. Anyone who could be recognized by him must be a famous figure throughout the long history!

His guardian spirit is Silver Halberd Tai Sui, Snow King, Jia Fu, a famous general in the founding of the Eastern Han Dynasty, one of the twenty-eight generals of Yuntai. Jia Fu is extremely strong, and when he was born, he lifted a thousand-jin bronze tripod in Gudong Temple. He was the most powerful general in the world in the early Eastern Han Dynasty.

He had made four attempts to break into Wang Mang's million-strong allied camp, fought bloody battles, killed countless powerful generals, and even when he was seriously injured and unconscious, he still used the Eight Treasures Lightning Hammer to knock the giant off his horse. This record was enough to make him the best in the world.

The spirit-hosting people who had previously made a fuss without knowing the truth all looked bitter, as if they had lost their parents, and felt as if their faces had been slapped countless times. There was no suitable place for them to stand in the huge hall, and they wished they could find a hole to crawl into. This kind of terrifying pressure must be even more intense than the heat.

It turns out that the clown is actually me...

Li Gucheng's eyes were as sharp as knives as he stared at Li Ye's guardian spirit. An excited smile suddenly appeared on his thin face, which had always been expressionless.

Li Guang, you are also eager for a fight.

Zhang Hanliang, who was standing next to him, had dull eyes and leaned against the side in a dejected manner, muttering to himself: "I was wrong. Looking at this posture, he can beat at least six or seven of me..."

Xing Yanshu, who was not aware of Li Ye's strength and didn't take him seriously, guessed that he was just in the realm of shouting. He secretly swallowed a few times and his eyes widened:

"Oh my god, it's really fierce!"

"If you don't agree, you can come up and fight! It doesn't matter if we come together! Remember, my name is Li Ye!!!"

Li Ye is very good at cultivating his Qi, his eyes are as deep as the abyss, and his voice is clear and calm.

The six people beside him also stepped forward and stood on both sides of Li Ye, with cold expressions, like wolves and tigers, and full of ferocious momentum.

No one dared to respond. Even Li Gucheng, who was determined to fight, did not rush up to fight. Challenging others at this time would be a provocation. If he was beaten to death, it would be a waste of time.

There was a silence. Most of them were the soul-suppressing generals of a street, like local tyrants of a neighborhood. They actually did such a stupid thing today, and they were extremely ashamed!
Looking back now, I wonder how stupid I was at that time. I want to slap myself twice.

The young man who led the commotion saw Lu Xiangong's pair of clear and sharp eyes looking at him, and he felt something was wrong.

I saw Lu Xiangong approaching, with a pair of slender, white legs and a plump and graceful figure. Her pretty face was frosty and she said in a clear voice:

"Considering that you were also coerced and do not know the truth, I will only punish the ringleader this time. If you dare to insult the generals of the Hall of Heroes again next time, I will kill you to the death!"

"Someone, take him down!"

Following Lu Xiangong's pointing, several heavily armored soldiers immediately captured the man from the crowd.

Song Rentou was so frightened that his face turned pale. He wanted to resist but he was too weak and didn't have the courage like Li Heixiong. He had no choice but to be handcuffed by the soldiers with the Soul-Locking Stone, his face full of despair.

His patron spirit is Song Jiang. His ability is to quietly influence other people's behavior through words and deeds. Just now, it was he who used his own ability to guide and magnify the jealousy and resentment in the hearts of a group of spirit hosts.

Of course, it would be useless for those who are stronger than him or have a strong mind. However, many people were angry just now, which made his ability work wonders.

"No, please don't, I was wrong! I really know I was wrong! Forgive me! No..."

Song Rentou, wailing in despair, was ruthlessly pressed down by the soldiers in the battle formation. Although his crime was not punishable by death, he would definitely experience what it means to live a life worse than death.

At this point, the farce was completely over.

Li Ye and his seven companions successfully became generals of the Hall of Heroes, but this was only the first step in a long march of thousands of miles.

(End of this chapter)