"Eh? Peak Master Lin, why is your esteemed disciple so late?"
"No need to rush," Lin Ruxue said coldly.
She drank her wine as usual, paying them no mind.
"This..."
The other peak masters were stunned. They hadn't expected Yun Lang to be so late with the martial arts tournament imminent, yet Lin Ruxue showed no worry.
However, they knew Lin Ruxue's temperament well, and anything they said now would be useless.
"Since everyone is in place, the upcoming tournament shall commence."
"We will draw lots to determine the opponents."
Elder Chen said in a faint tone.
A disciple beside him immediately brought over bamboo slips and handed them to him.
"Everyone! Let's see who your opponents are."
As he spoke, Elder Chen swung his arm and released a burst of energy, sending the bamboo slips flying towards the disciples.
"Catch them!"
Li Jun reminded them.
The inner disciples each caught a bamboo slip.
"Why is there still one bamboo slip?" Elder Chen asked curiously.
He looked up and saw that Yun Lang was nowhere to be found.
"How can this be?"
Elder Chen was perplexed.
The last time he saw Yun Lang, he had been very impressed with him.
Furthermore, having become Lin Ruxue's personal disciple, he shouldn't be afraid of anything.
"Where is Yun Lang, disciple of Snow Peak?"
"Yun Lang, where are you..."
Elder Chen roared.
The peak masters all looked towards Lin Ruxue, but she remained as cold as ice, showing no intention of answering them.
"If the tournament starts and he's not here, then... then Yun Lang won't be eligible to compete."
"Exactly..."
The peak masters whispered.
Even so, Lin Ruxue's body couldn't help but tremble.
Yun Lang was her favored disciple. If something were to happen and he lost this opportunity, it would be detrimental to them all.
"Yun Lang, where are you!" Elder Chen anxiously asked, "Are you forfeiting the match..."
To Elder Chen, Yun Lang forfeiting the match would be a loss for their Grand Origin Sect.
However, with Yun Lang's continued absence, there was nothing he could do, even if he was reluctant.
"Alas, perhaps this is fate."
Elder Chen sighed.
Saying this, he prepared to announce the results.
"Disciple Yun Lang, I have arrived late."
At that moment, a figure appeared below the martial arts stage.
"Yun Lang!"
"It really is him..."
The disciples of the Wang family exclaimed in surprise.
They hadn't expected Yun Lang to actually dare to show up, especially since Zhao Wan'er was still in their hands.
"Oh? A disciple from Snow Peak has appeared."
"That's right, that's Yun Lang."
The peak masters exclaimed in surprise.
They were already eager to see how powerful Lin Ruxue's personal disciple truly was.
"He's finally here." Even Lin Ruxue showed a look of relief.
If Yun Lang had lost his eligibility to compete, the blow would have been too great for them.
"Good! It's great that you could make it, Yun Lang." Elder Chen said joyfully.
Not wanting Yun Lang to miss this opportunity, he waved his sleeve and handed him a bamboo slip.
"Liu Bin?"
Yun Lang frowned.
He slowly turned around and saw Liu Bin, who had just received the bamboo slip, looking at him with a smug expression.
"Hmph! I never expected to be the one to teach you a lesson, you fellow."
Having been exceptionally promoted to a disciple of Snow Peak, and as Lin Ruxue's personal disciple, he had already incurred the dissatisfaction of many inner disciples.
Many of them had wished to become Lin Ruxue's disciples but were rejected.
Liu Bin, standing before him, had also once hoped to be accepted by her.
"I concede."
Yun Lang cupped his fists.
He could naturally feel the killing intent directed at him.
However, having cultivated the Eight Desolations Sword Art, how could Yun Lang even consider him a threat?
Whoosh!
A gust of wind.
Liu Bin leaped directly onto the martial arts stage.
"Please!"
Before Yun Lang could react, Liu Bin suddenly attacked him.
"So powerful!"
"Liu Bin has already reached the fifth level of the Foundation Establishment realm."
"Yun Lang is in for it now..."
The inner disciples below the stage cheered.
At the same time.
Li Jun, standing below the stage, felt a pang of unease.
Having experienced Yun Lang's strength firsthand, he knew that Yun Lang was far more capable than what was apparent.
"Li Jun! What's wrong?" Just then, Jiang Feng walked over from the side.
Seeing Li Jun's unusual expression, he began to inquire.
"I... I'm fine." Li Jun quickly replied.
His gaze remained fixed on the fight on stage, which led Jiang Feng to believe that he was worried about Yun Lang's strength.
"Yun Lang's strength is formidable. He's definitely not as simple as the second level of the Foundation Establishment realm that we see."
"Oh? Senior Brother Jiang Feng, what are your thoughts?"
"Not yet." Jiang Feng shook his head.
At the same time, he looked forward to the possibility of sparring with Yun Lang himself.
"This..."
Li Jun was speechless for a moment.
However, Yun Lang's strength was so impressive that it was understandable that they couldn't discern any hidden prowess in a short time.
While they were talking, the fight on the stage had already entered a heated phase.
Facing Liu Bin, who was intent on defeating him, Yun Lang did not use the Eight Desolations Sword Art taught to him by Lin Ruxue.
Instead, he fully unleashed the Grand Origin Fist Technique.
Even so, Liu Bin was unable to withstand it.
Instantly!
Countless fist shadows attacked Liu Bin.
Boom!
Liu Bin's surprised shouts echoed.
Liu Bin knew that Yun Lang's strength was definitely more than just the second level of the Foundation Establishment realm.
Could it be that he was hiding his strength?
"No! Impossible!"
He believed that hiding one's true strength was not something they could easily achieve.
"Do you know how powerful I am now?" Yun Lang said coldly.
He had no intention of showing mercy, as he possessed the strength to defeat him.
"I..."
Liu Bin was completely flustered.
No one knew how much trouble he would be in, but Liu Bin understood that he was no longer Yun Lang's match.
"Oh no! Liu Bin is going to lose." Jiang Feng exclaimed in surprise.
Even the surrounding inner disciples could see it clearly; Yun Lang's strength was simply too formidable.
"Indeed, Yun Lang's strength is too immense."
"He seems difficult to deal with."
The inner disciples shook their heads.
The peak masters seated above, seeing Liu Bin on the verge of defeat, sighed helplessly.
"How could this be?"
"Yun Lang's strength is too overwhelming."
"It seems that Peak Master Lin's disciples are all extraordinary."
Ye Shi commented sarcastically.
This was undoubtedly a jab at the traitors who had joined the demonic cult in the past.
However, with Yun Lang's presence, Lin Ruxue was no longer preoccupied with those matters.
"Forget it, let's just keep watching." Qi Yun, who didn't want to cause trouble, immediately changed the subject.
If they were to dwell on it, it might lead to even greater trouble.