Chapter 1577: Huang Xiaolong’s Victory (2/2)

“His trump card is too scary if that is the case. One has to know that his bloodline has barely been activated. If he were to carry on training, will he be able to grow stronger in the future? What if his speed and strength can increase by ten, no twenty, no, fifty times?!”

One of the Hall Masters exclaimed in shock.

Fang Gan, Li Shan, and Chen Yirong blanked out for a second.

Zhou Chen, whose expression was one of despair, felt a newfound hope rising in his heart.

When Fang Gan and the others were lost in their shock, Sun Shihai’s attack had already appeared before Huang Xiaolong’s chest.

Looking at the berserk Sun Shihai whose speed and power had doubled, Huang Xiaolong casually sent out another slap.

This time, brilliant light wrapped itself around Huang Xiaolong’s palm and its might completely suppressed the black light around Sun Shihai’s body.

“Smack!” A crisp slap resounded through the air.

Under the astonished gazes of everyone present, Sun Shihai was sent flying once again. This time, he did several flips in the air. Ignoring the aesthetic department of his flips, his clothes ripped more and more with every flip he did.

By the time he landed back on the arena, his clothes were in tatters.

The shocked cries of many female disciples filled the hall.

Li Lu, Fang Xuanxuan, and the other ladies hastily covered their eyes with their hands.

Even from the main table, the elders were able to see that Sun Shihai’s face was deformed. Before he was slapped again, they were able to make out his facial features. However, it just looked like a lump of flesh now.

Sun Shihai’s nose was crooked and his eyes were shaking. It seemed as though he was suffering from a seizure.

Trying his best to crawl back to his feet, he failed and crumpled to the ground. Despite his injuries, Sun Shihai’s blood-red eyes were fixed on Huang Xiaolong, as if he couldn’t wait to devour him whole.

Huang Xiaolong was completely indifferent to whatever was going on.

At that moment, Fang Gan turned to Zhang Chen and nodded his head.

The main hall master of the Hall of Supreme Harmony took a step forward and announced, “Second round of the selections, number six arena. Huang Xiaolong is the victor!”

The moment the words left Zhang Chen’s lips, the whole hall erupted.

“I knew it! Didn’t I say that Martial Uncle Huang was going to win?!”

“Nonsense! I heard you say that you were supporting Martial Uncle Sun!”

“... You heard wrong.”

Fervent discussions broke out among the audience.

Zhao Lei turned and smiled at Zhou Chen, “Ancestor Zhou Chen, I felt that it was an amazing battle. What do you think?”

Zhou Chen’s lips twitched and he refused to reply.

Zhao Lei wasn’t affected by Zhou Chen’s lack of reply and he continued, “I never thought that Sun Shihai would possess the bloodline of an Archdevil from the grandmist era. I really envy you for being able to accept such an outstanding disciple.”

If Zhao Lei had said this when Sun Shihai was displaying his power, Zhou Chen would have laughed in his face. Right now, Zhou Chen couldn’t find it in him to break a smile.

Before long, the results of the second round were out.

There were around 800 disciples who passed the selections and more disciples could be chosen to fill the last 100 spots. It was too bad for Sun Shihai that his injuries were too serious and he wasn’t able to join in the final round of selections. He could only give up the chance to participate in the Battle of the Heavenly Court.

The next round of selections rolled around but before they could continue to draw their opponents. Huang Xiaolong decided to leave.

Everyone was shocked at his decision and even Fang Gan couldn’t comprehend his actions.

“Xiaolong, are you really planning to stop competing?”

Huang Xiaolong nodded his head. “Yes, Sect Master.” Right now, he already obtained the rights to participate in the Battle of the Heavenly Court. There wasn’t any point in going further. He didn’t care about the rewards anyway and he wasn’t confident of achieving the first place. After all, Liu Yong wasn’t Sun Shihai.

Hearing Huang Xiaolong’s decision, Fang Gan felt that it was rather regrettable. However, a smile eventually appeared on his face. “Alright then.”

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