Chapter 147: Yi Yu Shows His Might, The Arrival Of The Disciple And The Great Elder
While many people were speculating,
Golden light and violet clouds were seen in the distant sky. A group of people arrived. It was Jun Xiaoyao and the others.
Wu Mingyue, Yi Yu, and the others followed him.
Jun Lingcang took Jun Daolin and Jun Xiyu with him.
The atmosphere immediately changed when the Jun family arrived.
Their aura was not something that the geniuses of ordinary forces could compare with.
"As expected of the Jun family, one of the three ancient families. With the Jun Family's Divine Child and the Dual Pupils, the rest of the sequences are also very powerful," some elders from some forces exclaimed.
The expressions of the Saint Child and the others changed when they sensed the aura.
"Why are all of you gathered at the gate?" Jun Xiaoyao stood on top of the Nine-headed Lion's head in his white robe, looking like a transcendent deity.
"There are three stages in the Shengling Academy. It can test the strength and potential of a genius," Jun Linglong explained.
"I see. Who set up such a trap? How boring," Jun Xiaoyao said dismissively.
"Aren't you interested in challenging me, cousin?" Jun Lingcang asked.
He also noticed Yi Yu, who was standing beside Jun Xiaoyao. That aura surprised him.
Jun Xiaoyao and the others arrived at the gate of the Shengling Academy.
Jin Lie immediately frowned when he saw the Nine-headed Lion under Jun Xiaoyao's command. He said coldly, "Nine-headed Lion, you are a top-notch far ancient royal family that is on par with the rest of our people. Don't you feel ashamed to be someone else's mount?"
The Nine-headed Lion was stunned. All nine of its heads shot a sideways glance at Jin Lie.
It had completely submitted to Jun Xiaoyao a long time ago. Even the Nine-Spirit Dimensional Saint had ordered it to follow Jun Xiaoyao.
Furthermore, after following Jun Xiaoyao, the Nine-headed Lion finally understood how great it felt to be able to suck up to a big shot.
"It's impossible for me to leave my master. Not in this life. Everyone in the Jun family is talented and powerful. I love being here."
Everyone fell silent at his words.
The mighty golden peng was rendered speechless by what just happened.
"Nine-headed Lion, you…" Jin Lie was fuming with anger.
"Amitabha. You and I are destined to meet. Why don't you follow me?" Fahai gave a Buddhist proclamation and walked out.
"Who do you think you are?" the Nine-headed Lion said disdainfully.
Fahai smiled and said, "I am Fahai, the Son of Buddha of the Xiaotian."
"What? The western paradise?" The Nine-headed Lion shuddered as its hair stood on end. It was on high alert.
It shuddered when it heard the name of the western paradise.
After all, their ancestors were once subdued by the Supreme Emperor of Buddhism and turned into mounts and guardians.
The Nine-headed Lion also detested the western paradise.
"Fahai?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes shifted.
Why did that name sound so familiar? It sounded like a bald monk who had violent tendencies in his past life.
"Benefactor Jun, the Nine-headed Lion and I are destined to meet. Would you be willing to part with it?" Fahai was still smiling.
Jun Xiaoyao didn't say anything. Instead, he extended his palm. Energy surged out of his palm and pressed toward Fahai.
The smile on Fahai's face abruptly changed. He extended his hand and conjured a lotus seal to resist Jun Xiaoyao's attack.
Bang!
With a loud bang, Fahai was sent flying before crashing heavily onto the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
Everyone was stunned by what they saw.
That was the Buddhist Child of the West Sky, yet he was sent flying with one hand.
While it was partly due to Fahai being caught off guard, it was more important that Jun Xiaoyao was powerful.
"You…" Fahai rose from a pile of dust. His expression was no longer as calm as before.
"Are you still destined to meet the Nine-headed Lion?" Jun Xiaoyao asked faintly.
Fahai fell silent, his eyes filled with fear.
Jun Xiaoyao sneered and ignored him.
He held some respect for the true Buddhists.
However, it was obvious that the so-called Sons of Buddha like Fahai were all fakes. There was no need for him to be courteous.
Just when Jun Xiaoyao was about to enter the academy, the Saint Child of Yin and Yang said, "As the divine child of the Jun family, aren't you going to take on three trials at once?"
"If it's not challenging, why should I?" Jun Xiaoyao didn't care.
Many disciples of the Shengling Academy were angered by his words.
The three trials of the Shengling Academy were renowned tests. Even the geniuses of ancient times had left their footprints and records there.
Why did Jun Xiaoyao say that it was no longer challenging?
"The divine child of the Jun family is still as arrogant as ever," Xia Lan said sarcastically.
At that moment, a cold bellow was heard.
"How dare you speak to the young master like that!"
Yi Yu shouted and attacked.
He extended his hand and made a grabbing motion in the air. Energy gathered and transformed into a golden bow and arrow. The two arrows then shot toward the Saint Child and Xia Lan.
The arrows burning with Sun Real Fire pierced through the void with extreme power.
Both the Saint Child of Yin and Yang and Xia Lan were horrified at the same time. They hurriedly resisted.
The Saint Child waved his hands as if they were a black and white Taiji shield.
Xia Lan, on the other hand, unleashed the aura of the Emperor. A Sword of the Emperor appeared in the void and slashed forward.
However, none of that worked!
The ferocious arrow pierced through the Taiji Shield and shattered the Sword of the King. Then, without losing any momentum, it blasted forward.
Bang! Bang!
Two earth-shattering booms rang out, followed by two miserable shrieks.
A terrifying bloody hole appeared on both the Saint Child and Xia Lan.
The bloody hole was not in his heart. It was not that Yi Yu had misfired, but that he did it on purpose.
He could teach the two of them a lesson, but if he killed them, he would also cause Jun Xiaoyao some trouble.
Yi Yu knew his limits.
Everyone fell silent as they looked at the bloodied and haggard-looking Shengzi and Xia Lan.
Then, many shocked eyes turned to Yi Yu.
Most of the cultivators present didn't attend the Martial Arts Conference, so they didn't know who the person who just appeared next to Jun Xiaoyao was.
"Such power! He managed to severely injure the two sacred children of the Academy with one move!"
"Could he be the descendant of some undying force and a good friend of the Jun Family's Divine Child?" some people guessed.
Yi Yu looked around coldly and said, "I'm just a follower of the divine child. If anyone dares to provoke the divine child again, don't blame me for being merciless!"
"What?!"
Yi Yu's words were like a magnitude 18 earthquake, leaving all the cultivators at a loss for words. Their eyeballs were about to pop out.
Such a powerful young Supreme was actually just Jun Xiaoyao's follower?
At that moment, many disciples of major forces began doubting their own lives.
Even Jun Xiaoyao's followers were much stronger than them, let alone Jun Xiaoyao.
"Damn it, who is causing trouble at the Shengling Academy?!"
An old man with a fluttering white beard appeared in the distance.
Terrifying fluctuations of the Saint Stage rippled around him, distorting the void.
"It's the grand elder of the Shengling Academy, a Holy Lord powerhouse!" a cultivator exclaimed.
The grand elder of the academy who was usually elusive was also alerted.
The Great Elder's eyes twitched at the sight of the haggard-looking Yin Yang Holy Child and Xia Lan covered in blood. Anger surged within him.
As soon as he looked around, he saw Jun Xiaoyao's calm and indifferent face.
"They provoked me, the divine child. My followers taught them a lesson. Why? Do you have any objections?"
With his hands behind his back, Jun Xiaoyao looked coldly at the grand elder.
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