Chapter 51: Qi Condensation Fourteenth Layer?

At the same time, his body flickered and appeared on the stone platform. He glanced at the Hengyue School crowd with a haughty and arrogant look, saying: "You Inner Sect Disciples, come at me together. I, Zhou Peng, am enough on my own!"

The Hengyue School Disciples immediately broke into an uproar, one after another revealing looks of anger. Even the elders of the Hengyue School were frowning.

The Xuandao Sect Disciples, unusually, did not speak a word, and all revealed looks of respect in their eyes. Clearly, this person's status in the Xuandao Sect was extraordinary.

The old man Ouyang coughed dryly and said loudly: "Fellow Daoist Huanglong, this Zhou Peng is my Xuandao Sect's Great Disciple! Let us decide the victory with one person this time. If anyone among you can hold out for ten breaths without being defeated, then your Hengyue School wins!"

Zhang Kuang's eyes flashed, his body moved, and he leaped onto the stone platform, saying in a deep voice: "What an arrogant brat, let me test you!"

Zhou Peng laughed wildly and said: "You? You look like you are at the sixth layer of Qi Condensation, but you are hiding your cultivation at the eighth layer of Qi Condensation. With just this bit of cultivation, it is not enough!" As he spoke, a cold light flashed in his eyes. He flicked his large sleeve very casually, and instantly, a jet-black giant snake leaped out, growing in the wind and instantly transforming into a heaven-reaching python.

The giant python had a massive head. It looked coldly at the shocked Zhang Kuang and suddenly inhaled. An unimaginably massive suction force suddenly appeared.

This suction force was extremely strange; it was aimed only at Zhang Kuang.

Zhang Kuang had absolutely no power to dodge. Before he could even use any techniques, his body was sucked over like a kite with a broken string.

Zhou Peng sneered, his right hand flickered, and he grabbed the neck of the incoming Zhang Kuang, saying proudly: "Go back and Cultivate for a few decades before coming to find me again!" As he spoke, he flicked his right hand, and Zhang Kuang's body was thrown backward at an extremely fast speed.

The last remaining purple-robed Disciple immediately leaped out to catch Zhang Kuang, but he still could not stop the force of the throw. The two of them slid a long distance across the ground before finally coming to a stop.

Zhang Kuang was bloodless, his eyes tightly closed, and his body was trembling continuously. On his neck, there was a jet-black handprint, like a pair of pliers, tightly clamped onto his throat.

The purple-robed Disciple who caught him was now horrified and remained silent.

Immortal Master Huanglong felt bitter in his heart. The opponent's Great Disciple was simply too strong. He could see that the strength the opponent was currently displaying had already reached the tenth layer of Qi Condensation. He must also have a talisman on him to hide his cultivation, making it impossible to see his actual cultivation level.

Looking around at the Inner Sect Disciples, Immortal Master Huanglong sighed secretly. None of these Disciples could guarantee a win. Even the Great Disciple who was currently Cultivating with the Core Formation elders was only at the tenth layer of Qi Condensation. He might be able to put up a fight, but if he were to lose as well, the Hengyue School would be completely defeated this time!

"Forget it. This time, my Hengyue School is hopeless. I should notify the two Grandmasters about what that old man Ouyang said as soon as possible so they can make a decision. If everything the opponent said is true, sigh, this Hengyue Peak cannot be saved!" Immortal Master Huanglong smiled bitterly.

Zhou Peng scanned the crowd arrogantly and said: "Who is next?"

All the Hengyue School Disciples stood stunned on the spot, unable to speak. Facing Zhou Peng's gaze, they all subconsciously lowered their heads, not daring to look. No one was willing to go up.

Zhou Peng sneered, inwardly looking down on these people. Just then, he was suddenly taken aback. There was a Disciple at the third layer of Qi Condensation who was actually not afraid of his gaze!

Wang Lin's expression was calm as he looked at Zhou Peng.

Zhou Peng stared at Wang Lin and said coldly: "What? You want to come up?"

Zhou Peng's words attracted everyone's attention, and they all looked over. When they discovered that the person Zhou Peng was referring to was Wang Lin, their expressions became strange.

Immortal Master Huanglong sighed. This Wang Lin was merely at the third layer of Qi Condensation; in the past, he would never have paid attention to him. But now, compared to the other Disciples, although this child's cultivation was very low, his courage was commendable!

Seeing that the other party did not speak, Zhou Peng sneered: "Forget it. Since no one dares to compete, this exchange is won by my Xuandao Sect!" As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the old man Ouyang.

The old man Ouyang wore a look of triumph and let out a long whistle. Suddenly, a black cloud rushed out from Hengyue Mountain and quickly arrived at this location.

Wang Lin looked closely and saw that it was exactly that Thousand-legged Centipede!

The old man Ouyang did not say another word, stomped his feet, and jumped on. Following that, the Xuandao Sect Disciples flew onto the centipede one by one. Finally, there was Zhou Peng; he leaped and landed on the head of the centipede, looking at the Hengyue School Disciples with contempt.

The Thousand-legged Centipede moved and sped away. From afar, the old man Ouyang's deep voice drifted over: "Fellow Daoists of the Hengyue School, everything I said just now is true. All of your Hengyue School's Nascent Soul Grandmasters have fallen! Since my Xuandao Sect has won, tomorrow, our Xuandao Sect's Grandmaster Piao Nanzi will descend. You all should leave quickly!"

Immortal Master Huanglong and the others all frowned slightly, a dark cloud hanging over their hearts. After hurriedly dismissing the Disciples from this place, they went to the inner mountain to find the Core Formation Grandmasters to report this matter.

All the Inner Sect Disciples of the Hengyue School had heard the words of the old man Ouyang before he left, and they all felt uneasy in their hearts. Sun Dazhu, in particular, wore a bitter expression as he walked quickly back to the Medicinal Courtyard with his hands behind his back.

Wang Lin stood alone, watching the direction in which the Xuandao Sect had left, sighing inwardly. Until now, Wang Hao still hadn't brought the medicine. Watching the centipede fly away, he no longer had any chance to obtain the poison.

He sighed and did not return to the courtyard where Sun Dazhu was. Instead, he turned and walked towards the room he had lived in before going to the miscellaneous chores room. Not long after, he arrived at this room he hadn't returned to for many years.

This room was something every Inner Sect Disciple would receive. As long as their name was in the School's register, it would not be given to others. So, after all these years, this room still belonged to Wang Lin.

Inside the room, he sat cross-legged on the bed, pondered for a moment, took out the Stone Bead, gritted his teeth, and once again immersed himself within it.

In the Dream Space, as soon as Wang Lin appeared, Situ Nan's voice immediately boomed: "Why didn't you go up during the previous competition? With your current cultivation, if you had gone up, you could have slapped that so-called Xuandao Sect Great Disciple to death with one palm!"

Wang Lin smiled bitterly and said respectfully: "Senior, Junior is only at the third layer of Qi Condensation. How could I possibly defeat the opponent?"

Situ Nan huffed and said: "What third layer of Qi Condensation? Didn't I tell you last time that you are already at the false Perfection of the Lingdong Stage, which is equivalent to what you here call the fourteenth layer of Foundation Establishment Stage? Do you think the Nascent Soul essence I've used all these years was for nothing? Not to mention anything else, if you were still at the third layer of Qi Condensation, how could you possibly see through the cultivation of all the Disciples?"

Wang Lin was stunned, his heart immediately becoming nervous. He hesitated for a moment and said: "Did Junior really reach the fourteenth layer of Qi Condensation?"

Situ Nan said irritably: "Yes, would I, this old man, lie to you! Your cultivation, because of the reason that you Cultivate within this space, does not match reality. It will just take a period of time, and it will naturally adjust and reveal itself."

Wang Lin took a deep breath and was about to speak when Situ Nan suddenly said quickly: "Your Master has come to find you. Get out quickly!"

Wang Lin only felt a blur before his eyes. When he appeared again, he was already in his room. Almost as soon as he appeared, the door was pushed open. Sun Dazhu's gaze flickered slightly as he stared at Wang Lin. After looking at him for a few moments, he said in a deep voice: "Follow me!"