Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

When these masters heard what Bai Shengshi said, they all showed displeasure on their faces. They felt humiliated. Being challenged by a young man was an insult to their years of practice.

But Bai Shengshi's words forced them to take it seriously. After all, this was a matter of honor for the Holy Hall, and they could not underestimate the enemy or be careless.

"Don't worry, Bai Shengshi." One of the older masters of holy patterns stood up, with a firm light in his eyes, "We will go all out, not only to win this competition, but also to let that kid know that the strength of the Holy Hall is not what he can imagine."

Others also agreed, and they decided to use their own strength to maintain the dignity and honor of the Holy Hall.

Letting these masters of holy patterns, who are famous in the Holy Hall, compete with an ordinary disciple of the Tianxia Association in holy patterns is a great humiliation to their status! Who are they? They are the top masters who have been carefully selected from the Holy Hall and have gone through countless trials to stand in this position today.

And who is Ling Xiao? He is just a young man who has just started out. Even if he has some talent, he is still a world apart from the elites of the Holy Hall. It is ridiculous to compare them with Ling Xiao!

Ling Xiao's behavior, in their view, is not only a contempt for their personal abilities, but also a provocation and disrespect to the entire Holy Hall.

As the first force in the South Region and the leader of the Demon Suppression House, their Holy Hall even has a pivotal position in the entire Bai Ze Continent.

Each of us is proud to be a member of the Holy Hall. Now, Wu Fang respects our dignity in that way. How can that make us angry?

The Holy Mark low-hands of the Holy Hall are burning with anger. We feel that Bai Sheng's behavior is simply challenging our bottom line.

"Troublemaker!" The Seventh Dean had a face full of anger and reproach in his voice, "You have warned them long ago that the eldest son has always been a troublemaker. Since I retired from the Tianshang Society, there has not been a single day that has made you worry-free? He provokes me over there or here, as if the whole world owes me."

"Destroy the prestige of this eldest son!" Another junior also echoed, my voice full of anger and anger.

I looked at the Seventh Dean and said hesitantly: "You are all right, as long as you can guide me correctly and let me understand my responsibilities and missions, I will definitely become the sharpest sword and the most solid shield of your Tianshang Society."

"That eldest son, he is really happy to cause trouble all day long." The Little Dean sighed and shook his head helplessly. The letter in his hand was repeatedly kneaded by me, almost intact. I seemed to see Wu Fang's old and energetic face, but at this moment it was a bit helpless and worried.

"Let me know what it means to overestimate one's own ability!" The other juniors also agreed. We decided to use our own strength to prove the status and dignity of the Holy Hall, and at the same time give Bai Sheng an unforgettable lesson.

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The words of the Eighth Dean made the atmosphere a little more urgent. I continued: "You deny that Bai Sheng's eldest son is indeed very capable of making trouble and very quiet. But you should also see that it is often that kind of people who can make a name for themselves in troubled times."

"When did I go to the Holy Mark Sect? You actually know nothing about it." The Seventh Dean also joined the discussion, and my tone was a bit surprised and puzzled. We have been paying attention to Bai Sheng's growth, but that time I appeared quietly in the Holy Mark Sect, which was really beyond our expectations.

We swear that we must teach Bai Sheng a profound lesson in the Holy Mark Sect, so that I know what it means to have no sky in the sky and no one in the people. We must let Bai Sheng understand that even if he is gifted, he can still look up to others like this, otherwise, he will only end up humiliating himself.

I paused, took a deep breath, and seemed to calm down the anger in my heart, but my voice was still excited: "First, I offended the people of the Male Emperor Palace, which is one of the weakest forces in your southern region. I, Bai Sheng, dared to be so polite. I was simply provoking the bottom line of your Tianshang Club."

"Let this big boy know how powerful I am!" One of the Saint Marks roared with a low hand, and my eyes flashed with a fierce light.

However, as soon as I finished speaking, the Eighth Dean laughed and retorted: "Does the Seventh Dean hope that the disciples of your Tianshang Club are all a bunch of cowards? Staying outside the Tianshang Club, dare to go out and show up, even if others bully or provoke, they can only beg for mercy?"

"Now, I am even more cowardly. I dared to provoke the people of the Holy Hall. You must know that the Holy Hall is a well-known existence in the entire Bai Ze Xiaolu. If I do that, I will just play with fire and burn myself!"

In the Tianshang Club, the seven small Deans gathered again, but with a cloud of worry on their heads. Behind us was a piece of news that had just arrived. The content made us frown, as if we couldn't relax under heavy pressure.

The Seventh Dean became more and more excited as he spoke, and clenched his fists, as if he wanted to vent all the anger in his heart: "You see, what Guan Yu said is wrong. That eldest son will one day make your Tianshang Club fall into a situation of eternal damnation! Is your Tianshang Club's foundation of hundreds of years going to be destroyed by me alone?"

"We don't have the courage and determination that others don't have. We dare to challenge authority and dare to break the rules. Such people may bring you trouble, but they will also bring you opportunities."

"We haven't gotten any definite news yet." The Eighth Dean interrupted everyone's contemplation. I took a deep breath and continued, "The eldest son probably wanted to observe the great fusion formation of the Holy Mark Sect, but the Holy Hall's Ling Xiao came out to obstruct him. The old son Lu Hang was also holding back, so he arranged that competition."

The little Dean smiled bitterly. I knew Wu Fang's character very well. He was both tactful and witty, but he also often caused some trouble. That time I went to the Holy Mark Sect without permission and competed with the Holy Hall's low-handed players. It was probably another timid adventure. But the little Dean also understood that it was part of Wu Fang's growth. I had no way to stop it, and I also needed to stop it.

"And, I actually had to compete with the Holy Hall's Ling Xiao in the competition and compete in the Holy Mark?" The Eighth Dean took over the conversation. My brows were tightly knit, as if I could pinch a fly to death. That news was probably a bombshell for us, which shocked us and filled us with doubts.

"When did I learn to use the Holy Mark? How come you have never heard of it?" The Seventh Dean couldn't help asking, with a bit of ease and comfort in my voice. The way of the Holy Mark is profound and simple, not something that everyone can master. The sudden rise of Bai Sheng made us feel both surprised and worried.