Chapter 610: Need You Lording Over? (2/2)

“Sixty percent is good.” If Huang Xiaolong was victorious over Jiang Bi, losing to Xiang Mingzhi later would not make things look too bad.

After all, everyone knew that Huang Xiaolong had only cultivated for a short time. Being able to defeat Jiang Bi and snatch the title of Black Warrior Institute’s inner disciples' leader was already shocking enough.

However, Grand Elder Chan Yu, Bao Xinrui, and some of the others didn’t really take Huang Xiaolong’s words at face value, doubt persisted in their hearts, thinking that Huang Xiaolong said ‘sixty percent’ just to save his own face.

They had heard about Jiang Bi’s current cultivation strength—late-Fourth Order God Realm.

Five years ago, Huang Xiaolong was only a Second Order God Realm. Five years later, could Huang Xiaolong defeat Jiang Bi who was a late-Fourth Order God Realm possessing the Golden Buddha Arhat Physique?

Different from the rest, Feng Yang’s eyes lit up when he heard Huang Xiaolong say that he had a sixty percent chance of defeating Jiang Bi. This fourth disciple’s character, Feng Yang knew better than anyone here, he would not exaggerate things on purpose. Since he said there was a sixty percent chance, then it shouldn't be any less.

“Do your best.” Feng Yang encouraged.

“Yes, Master.” Huang Xiaolong acknowledged respectfully.

Shortly after, their group arrived at the Rising Dragon Arena. The Rising Dragon Arena and the Hidden Dragon Arena were both located on mountain peaks. The top of this peak was also cut off, creating a flat area with the Rising Dragon Arena built at the center. The viewing stands were constructed outside the stage perimeter. At the moment, these viewing stands were already filled with masters from super forces and families, and below the high viewing stands, the seats were packed with Black Warrior Institute disciples.

The arrival of Huang Xiaolong’s group instantly created a commotion in the arena, heads quickly turned in their direction.

“The black-haired kid beside the Black Warrior Institute Principal is that Huang Xiaolong?”

“Ever since the Black Warrior Institute’s disciple selection until the outer disciples' assessment, Huang Xiaolong has yet to be defeated even once, winning the first place every time. This time, will he be able to keep his undefeated record?”

“Undefeated? I heard some rumors circulating saying that Jiang Bu now cultivates in dual Buddhism and Ghost techniques and even broke through to late-Fourth Order God Realm. That Huang Xiaolong is fated to be defeated tragically this time, not to mention the fact that there’s also Xiang Mingzhi.”

The various forces’ masters spoke in low hushed voices, and although it couldn't be considered loud, it did not escape many of the God Realm masters in the arena, causing Black Warrior Institute Grand Elder Bao Xinrui and the others’ faces to darken slightly.

Huang Xiaolong, on the other hand, was calm as he followed behind his Master Feng Yang to the host viewing stand.

On the host viewing stand, Vice-Institute Principal Wang Na, and the other two Vice Institute Principals, Su Haodong and Li Zhiqun, as well as some Grand Elders and Elders who were in Wang Na’s faction had arrived earlier.

“Institute Principal!” Seeing Feng Yang, all stood up to salute. Despite being wholeheartedly unwilling, Wang Na could only stand and salute like everyone else.

Feng Yang nodded, his gaze sweeping over them and then took his seat in the main host seat. After him, Wang Na, Su Haodong, Li Zhiqun, Grand Elders like Chan Yu, Bao Xinrui, as well as the Elders took their seats.

“Huang Xiaolong, as the Institute Principal’s personal disciple, you must show a good performance on the Rising Dragon Arena later. You must absolutely not lose too uglily! Out Black Warrior Institute has always been impartial towards rewards and punishment, victorious disciples will be rewarded, and just the same, defeated disciples will be punished!” As she sat down, Wang Na directed at Huang Xiaolong in a lofty tone.

“Punish?” Feng Yang issued a cold harrumph, “Old witch, since when does my, Feng Yang’s, personal disciple need you to lord over him? Watch over your lower part well first!”

Wang Na having illicit affair with the Jiang Family’s Patriarch Jiang Wuhuang was an open secret.

Hearing these words coming out from the Institute Principal’s mouth, everyone’s expression was a scene to behold.

Liu Yun failed to control his laughter and ended up laughing loudly together with Huang Xiaolong. Their Master was indeed uniquely valiant, actually telling Wang Na to take care of her lower part in public!

Wang Na was furious: “You!” The murderous light in her eyes exploded, her face flushed a deep red from anger.

“What? Do you want to fight me?” Feng Yang totally ignored the other side’s fury, grinning complacently, “No problem, wait till the inner disciples' assessment is over, I’ll play with you for a while on the stage. But, you alone are not my opponent, remember to call your adulterous partner as well.”

Adulterous partner, of course, referred to Jiang Wuhuang.

Wang Na nearly vomited blood then and there due to anger, no longer concealing the killing intent in her eyes.