Chapter 327: Exchanging Limits Again, Desperate Saburo!

"…"

People were discussing animatedly, greatly puzzled by the scene before them, unable to find a reasonable explanation no matter how they speculated.

If it were the Prodigies of great Families, who had been tempered and honed by various means since childhood…

Having a Heart-Nature superior to ordinary people could still be explained.

But how could a group from Mortal backgrounds, who had spent their childhoods farming, chopping wood, and doing manual labor, be like this?

Qiu He and the others' expressions darkened slightly.

The performance of the Langya students was completely beyond their expectations.

To put it bluntly.

Even if those people fought to a draw with the Holy Land Disciples, it would be a disgrace to the Holy Land.

Not to mention, they were now showing their extraordinariness time and again, and had defeated Holy Land Disciples more than once.

This made it seem like these Holy Lands were very incompetent at teaching Disciples!

The high and mighty Holy Lands possessed the best resources in the Cultivation World, yet they taught such trash? They weren't even as good as the students of Langya Academy who farmed all day?

If word got out, how would the outsiders view them?

No!

Qiu He suddenly remembered something and glanced at the live broadcast screen in mid-air, which was filled with comments; his face turned extremely ugly.

It has already… gotten out!

: No way? Is this for real?

: These are the Prodigies of the great Families? They look just average?

: To the person above, don't get ahead of yourself. Just take any one of those three from earlier, and it wouldn't be a problem for them to beat ten of us in the same Realm!

: Family heritage, cultivation since childhood, guidance from famous masters, piled-up resources… and as a result, three against one, and they couldn't beat one from Langya Academy? This world has really gone crazy!

: The students of Langya Academy are all too fierce! And they're reckless with their lives; as long as they can defeat the enemy, they'll use any means necessary!

: In terms of cultivation, in terms of Magic Treasures, none of them can compare to the others, but they are ruthless enough, dare to fight, and the gap in Heart-Nature is just too large.

: …In the livestream room, everyone was talking.

The performance of the Langya students was too eye-catching.

It completely overshadowed the brilliance of the Holy Land Prodigies… High above.

Murong Qiushui's eyes flickered as she glanced at Wang Mu in the distance, thinking to herself, "How on earth did this little fellow teach these people?"

With her eyesight, she could naturally see.

Those Langya students indeed all had quite ordinary talent and Aptitude, and didn't have any special Physiques.

To be able to create miracles time and again.

The biggest reason was that they were ruthless enough, dared to fight, and had incredibly astonishing willpower.

If these people were death soldiers trained by the Wang Family since childhood…

Then Murong Qiushui wouldn't find it strange at all.

But these were just a group of children who had only been taught at Langya Academy for a few months and had never even touched cultivation before. This was terrifying.

"Hiss, this is bad!"

"It's ruined!"

"…"

The crowd stirred slightly; within the Azure Cloud Realm, another change occurred… Clang~

Chang Yue knelt on one knee on the ground, supporting his body with a long saber. His body was like torn cloth, bleeding everywhere, and it simply wouldn't stop.

His breathing was like a bellows, and the golden glow in his eyes faded rapidly.

His whole person fell into an indescribable state of weakness, as if he might collapse with a gust of wind.

"I can't fall… I can't…"

He whispered, the veins on his muscular arms bulging as he forced his body to stay up.

He hadn't gone far enough; he was still on the outskirts of the Grotto-Heaven.

If he fell now.

He would be losing face for the Young Lord!

Practicing the Heavenly Book had not brought these Langya students a cultivation level far beyond ordinary people.

But it had successfully made everyone's Heart-Force exceptionally strong.

Although they were all still in the Early Stage, the development and use of this Heart-Force varied from person to person, showing the embryonic form of a hundred flowers blooming.

Some were unperturbed, good at staying calm and collected in any situation.

Some were clear-minded, condensing a Wisdom Eye, good at discovering small traces and flaws.

Some enhanced their perception.

Some had agile thinking.

As for Chang Yue, it was very simple: he could endure!

Enduring pain that ordinary people could not!

For an ordinary cultivator, the immense pain that would be enough to make them lose consciousness instantly could be endured by Chang Yue!

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but his consciousness gradually became clear.

He forced himself to take out healing medicine from his Storage Pouch and began treatment.

Unexpectedly.

At this moment, a sound of footsteps suddenly rang out.

"I heard a commotion from afar; so there really is a Lowly Langya Cultivator here!" A youth holding a long sword walked out from the forest, his expression cold.

On his body, he wore the clothing of the Absolute Beginning Holy Land.

His gaze was arrogant, and his aura was profound.

: Oh no, why has someone else arrived?

: When it rains, it pours!

: This Holy Land bastard is just taking advantage of someone's misfortune!

: Having said that, the competition within the Grotto-Heaven is based on one's own means; one can only blame their own bad luck.

: …Countless people mourned for Chang Yue; at this time, he was clearly exhausted and couldn't possibly be a match for this Holy Land Prodigy.

Shing!

Sure enough, the youth walked straight to Chang Yue and raised his sword to pierce Chang Yue's chest.

Just then.

Several auras came from the forest.

The youth's expression changed slightly. He looked up into the distance and could vaguely see several figures wearing the clothing of the Northern Dark Holy Land and figures from Langya Academy rushing over.

There are too many people, retreat first!

He wanted to pull out his sword and leave.

Unexpectedly, Chang Yue still had strength left; his eyes widened in anger as he grabbed the edge of the sword.

Blood flowed profusely, but he seemed unaware, gritting his teeth and firmly entangling the opponent, not letting him leave.

"Since you're here, stay a bit longer and accompany me out…" Chang Yue smiled, his blood-covered face looking very eerie.

"Seeking death!"

The youth was shocked and angry, and he kicked Chang Yue's chest.

A terrifying force passed through his body.

Chang Yue spat out blood, but his hands still held the youth's sword tightly.

In the forest.

Those auras were even closer.

The youth grew anxious, using all sorts of kicks and punches, exhausting all means. Chang Yue's aura grew weaker and weaker, but there was always a thread of vitality left, and he refused to let go.

Finally.

The youth gritted his teeth, planning to abandon the Magical Artifact sword in his hand and turn to leave to avoid falling into an encirclement.

But Chang Yue used his last bit of strength.

He lunged at him.

Allowing the long sword to completely pierce through his chest, he still hugged the youth and tackled him to the ground.

"Lunatic, you're a damn lunatic!!!"

The youth was finally terrified. It was just a Jade Pool Grotto-Heaven; was it worth it? There wasn't even some life-and-death grudge?

Finally.

The Disciples of the Northern Dark Holy Land arrived.

Seeing this.

They acted without hesitation, killing the youth from the Absolute Beginning Holy Land, who vanished as a streak of clear light.

And Chang Yue finally smiled in relief and was teleported out.

Looking at the empty space before them, with only blood all over the ground, the Northern Dark Holy Land Disciples and the two Langya Academy students who arrived later all fell silent, their fists clenched tightly.

Clearly.

More than one wave of battle had occurred here…