Celestial Refining Divine Scripture-Chapter 215 - 213: Just to Defy Your Wishes

Boom!

Xu Yang swung a fist—his opponent exploded into pieces!

The first match couldn’t be any easier!

But the crowd below wasn’t surprised.

"He really is genuine, Early Stage of the Yang Realm. The Profound Celestial Arena’s test—nobody cheats it!" Someone sneered coldly.

Xu Yang’s strength just now was amazing!

Looked on par with Middle Stage of the Yang Realm!

But to them, that was all it was.

Wang Yong lost because, after winning four fights in a row, he’d run out of steam!

"The third match—he dies there!"

"If he knows what’s good for him, he’ll surrender after the second and have a way out. Otherwise, hmph!"

"He’d better know his place. Once Mr. Wu arrives, he’ll teach this cocky bastard a lesson!"

All eyes were vicious, full of frustration!

As disciples of Wuhou Hall, when have they ever suffered such humiliation?

Unbearable!

Swoosh!

The second opponent appeared.

Still Early Stage of the Yang Realm.

Xu Yang just shook his head, casually punched, shattered him!

And then, the third match!

The Wuhou manifestation that appeared: now Middle Stage of the Yang Realm!

Though only a manifestation, its power was real—a true young Marquis Wu level!

The crowd all sneered.

"Arrogant fool!"

"Even the weakest Marquis Wu isn’t someone ordinary people can imagine!"

Their mocking words had barely ended—the young Marquis Wu exploded into action.

He came up swinging for the kill!

Spirit runes surged, engulfing the arena, transforming into blazing red feathers that, like fire, blasted at Xu Yang from all sides with thunderous fury!

The sheer intensity made the weaker Wuhou Hall disciples shudder in fear!

Wang Yong gritted his teeth, eyes burning with resentment: "Letting you die like this is too good for you."

"But no matter—when you’re dead, she’ll be mine. I’ll make sure she enjoys it!"

He cast a greedy glance at Bai Jingxue, heart ablaze!

BOOM!

The crash was thunderous, slamming into everyone’s hearts!

Eyes popped wide, minds dazed—as if dreaming!

They didn’t even see what happened—just saw, on the arena, countless terrifying red feathers shatter like struck by lightning, then the young Marquis Wu was torn apart!

"What happened?"

"How is this possible?"

Cries of shock rang out non-stop!

A cold smirk flickered in Bai Jingxue’s eyes—Mr. Xu’s strength, how could trash like you comprehend?

These Wuhou Hall disciples, blindly arrogant and unaware, looked just like frogs in a well!

Utterly ridiculous!

"Nine consecutive wins—it’s within possibility for Mr. Xu!"

Xu Yang was powerful, yet Bai Jingxue’s heart held a hint of worry.

Martial Marquis Xuantian Arena—the later matches are terrifying!

Xu Yang stood tall on stage, ignoring everyone, not even resting, quietly awaiting the fourth battle!

Wang Yong’s face was ugly: "Even if you can win the third, the fourth is impossible!"

At his peak, the fourth match was a huge struggle!

For him to win—wishful thinking!

Then, several figures swooped over from the distance.

Wang Yong saw them and hurried to greet them obsequiously.

"Mr. Li—damn, even Mr. Chen is here."

Sighting not only a Marquis Wu, but also Chen Chong, Wang Yong was shocked, bowing with utmost respect.

Even though the Chen Family suffered misfortune, Chen Chong, as a Titled Marquis Wu, still commanded respect in Wuhou Hall!

People might mock him, but none of those ever included Wang Yong!

Chen Chong spoke lightly: "Just got back. Heard someone’s bullying Wuhou Hall disciples? What’s going on?"

He glanced at Xu Yang up on the arena.

"Is that him?"

Wang Yong growled: "Exactly, that’s the guy!"

"I just finished my fourth match, exhausted, and couldn’t take him down."

"Arrogant to the extreme! Said Wuhou Hall was full of nobodies, nothing special!"

"Utterly infuriating!"

Before Chen Chong replied, Mr. Li cut in with a sneer: "To win three matches as Early Stage of Yang Realm shows a little skill, but he came to the wrong place!"

"Wuhou Hall’s authority won’t be challenged by anyone!"

"When he comes down, we’ll make him regret it!"

Chen Chong shook his head slightly: "Fourth fight’s about to start. Might not get the chance."

At those words, Mr. Li was stunned for a second, then sighed: "Mr. Chen’s right. The punk’s about to die in the fourth round!"

"What a bore!"

He actually felt disappointed—came for nothing!

After all, anyone daring to challenge Wuhou Hall is a rare breed!

BANG!

The arena shook, roaring!

Suddenly the crowd went silent as death!

Mr. Li and Chen Chong, faces full of disappointment and mocking smiles, froze instantly!

"He won?"

Wang Yong was dumbstruck, mind blank.

I had to struggle like hell; he did it in one move!

"How is this possible?"

He rubbed his eyes hard—it wasn’t an illusion. Instantly, jealousy tore through him!

Why?

"You dog bastard! My Wuhou Hall’s Marquis Wu is here—get down and face your death!"

Wang Yong roared.

He wanted Xu Yang down, to humiliate him!

"Kid, what’s your name?" Mr. Li spoke up.

Xu Yang looked over, pausing in surprise—Chen Chong actually showed up.

He smirked, eyes full of playfulness, shooting a long, deep look at Chen Chong!

"My name is Huang Wu!"

Xu Yang grinned wide.

At those words, Bai Jingxue’s face turned especially odd, lips bitten tight, barely holding back laughter.

Huang Wu really is pitiful!

"Huang Wu—if you don’t want to die, get down!"

"You dare challenge Wuhou Hall? If you don’t leave something behind, you won’t get away!" Mr. Li sneered.

Xu Yang answered coolly, "Don’t rush me; I’ll come down after I finish the Profound Celestial Arena!"

Everyone was stunned, then laughter erupted!

"Damn, I thought I heard wrong!"

"He dares say he’ll finish the Profound Celestial Arena? That means nine continuous wins!"

"Inside Wuhou Hall, only the First Marquis Wu ever won nine in a row, cleared the Profound Celestial Arena—and even he needed secret techniques back to back!"

"What does this guy have—giant balls?"

"Hahaha, I’m dying! Where did this idiot crawl out from?"

Even Mr. Li and Chen Chong laughed out of rage.

"Finish the Profound Celestial Arena? Bold words!"

Chen Chong kept shaking his head: "Even I, a Titled Marquis Wu, wouldn’t dare—who the hell are you?"

"Titled Marquis Wu? So fucking what?" Xu Yang looked at Chen Chong with utter disdain. "If you can’t even think about it, maybe you aren’t even a thing!"

Hiss—

The crowd all sucked in cold air.

Mr. Li’s eyes bulged; he was lost for words!

Chen Chong’s eyelids twitched madly, rage surging: "You little bastard—do you know who I am?"

"I’m Titled Marquis Wu Chen Chong! You dare look down on me?"

Xu Yang turned away slowly, ignoring Chen Chong completely—focusing on the fifth young Marquis Wu now on stage!

Seeing himself ignored, Chen Chong was beside himself with fury, trembling all over.

"You’d better not come down!"

"Or I’ll cut you to shreds!"

The murderous intent made Mr. Li and Wang Yong both shudder.

At this moment, everyone suddenly felt—letting Xu Yang die on stage was the most merciful end!

Xu Yang didn’t care; after it’s over, he’d make Chen Chong taste that powerless rage once again!

BOOM!

The young Marquis Wu made his move!

Killing intent instantly submerged the arena!