Chapter 222 - Chapter222

"Haha..." "Good, good, good!" In the Celestial Beyond, Long Xiaotian looked at the image projected from the Haotian Mirror, his face full of excitement. He said "good" three times in a row, and his domineering aura was released, filling the entire hall with a sense of violent killing. The white - haired old man not far behind him frowned, his heart tightened, and suddenly he remembered the sentence Long Xiaotian had said: "The ten great disciples are not as good as one Zhou Peng." Suddenly, the old man's heart sank as he recalled the murderous intent that Long Xiaotian had exuded when he said that sentence. The murderous intent was not directed at Zhou Peng, but at the ten great disciples. Thinking of this, it was like a thunderclap in the old man's heart. "The ten great disciples are not as good as one Zhou Peng..." The old man savored this sentence carefully, his two eyes slightly narrowed like an old fox. "Zhou Peng really didn't let me down. Haha..." "Elder Han, who would have thought that the ten great disciples we painstakingly cultivated would end up like this? They can't even defeat a disciple in the Void - Entering Realm. Tell me, how can we still have the face to face the forces of the Eight Great Palaces?" Long Xiaotian gave a bitter laugh. Although it was a bitter laugh, his face still carried an excited look. The old man behind him also gave a bitter laugh and said, "Sect Master, Zhou Peng must have had a great encounter. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to kill Zhao Chang'an with his cultivation in the Void - Entering Realm." "An encounter?" Long Xiaotian smiled faintly and shook his head. "Before reaching the age of twenty, his cultivation strength has already reached the Void - Entering Realm. Just when he killed Zhao Chang'an, his cultivation advanced another level, reaching the fifth level of the Void - Entering Realm." "Breaking through two levels within a single day, from the third level of the Void - Entering Realm to the fifth level. Do you think it's just as simple as an encounter?" Although Long Xiaotian was not at the scene, he could tell at a glance from the Haotian Mirror that Zhou Peng had just broken through and his strength had reached the fifth level of the Void - Entering Realm. As soon as Long Xiaotian said this, Elder Han was suddenly shocked and said faintly, "Advancing two levels continuously within a day. Even the founder of our sect couldn't do that!" In the Void - Entering Realm, for ordinary disciples, it was considered very fast to be able to advance one level in ten years. Even for those with outstanding talent, it would take several years. Zhou Peng had just killed a few people. And advanced two levels continuously. It was extremely terrifying. With such a cultivation speed, he could reach the Great Perfection Realm within ten years. He might even trigger the Heavenly Tribulation within a hundred years and become a saint with a single thought. For a thousand years in the Tianyuan Continent, no one had been able to compare with him. Zhou Peng's talent and strength made Long Xiaotian's heart flutter. Becoming a powerful saint within a hundred years. If cultivated well, perhaps it wouldn't even take a hundred years. With the existence of a powerful saint, the strength of the Qianji Sect might directly enter the top three among the Immortal Sects. "No wonder!" "No wonder Sect Master wasn't angry even though Zhou Peng killed three disciples in the Celestial Beyond. It seems that Zhou Peng is far more than just a genius." Elder Han murmured in his heart. After years of painstaking cultivation, the growth of the ten great disciples could be described as astonishing, but compared with Zhou Peng, they were far more than just a little inferior. Long Xiaotian had a broad smile on his face as he looked at the Haotian Mirror, waiting for the start of the next match. —————————————————————— The remaining three people were Zhou Peng, Zhao Donglai, and Liu Shuanghan. Only two people could fight in a match. So, one person must be given a bye. Zhou Peng looked at the names of the opponents constantly scrolling on the black stone, praying secretly in his heart. The strength of either Zhao Donglai or Liu Shuanghan was above his. His chances of winning against either of them were very small, almost negligible. Although he had killed Zhao Changkong, Zhao Feng, and Zhao Chang'an, three powerful disciples among the ten great disciples, he had calculated every step carefully for these three. If it was a battle of strength, he was no match for these three at all. Throughout the matches, Zhou Peng couldn't find any weakness in Zhao Donglai. The same was true for Liu Shuanghan. Liu Shuanghan had consumed more than half of his qi power, and Zhao Donglai had just injured his sea of consciousness, but these were just minor factors. It was hard to say whether they would affect the match. Now, the first stage of the SSS - level mission was completed. He could admit defeat and withdraw from the match. But if he withdrew, it would surely affect his prestige, and the loss would outweigh the gain. If he didn't withdraw... Zhou Peng narrowed his eyes and thought secretly in his heart, "If I don't withdraw and fight hard against either of them, my chance of winning is less than ten percent, but..." "If I get a bye..." "I've come this far not easily. I've never begged for anything. Now, just let me have a bye this time..." A bye would directly send him to the finals to compete for the first place. Liu Shuanghan and Zhao Donglai were evenly matched. A match between them would surely be a long - drawn - out and exhausting battle. No matter who won, the next match would surely be severely affected. So, as long as Zhou Peng got a bye, no matter who won between them, they would be losers to him. With a "hum" sound. The names of the opponents on the black stone were displayed. The law - enforcement referee walked onto the arena and announced loudly, "Liu Shuanghan will fight against Zhao Donglai. The winner will enter the next round, and Zhou Peng gets a bye..." "Haha..." "Thank you, Buddha. Thank you, Jesus. Thank you, all the gods in the sky." "When luck comes, no one can stop it." "Haha..." On the surface, Zhou Peng pretended to be very calm, neither excited nor surprised, as placid as still water. But in his heart, he was as excited as a villain who had achieved his petty desires, grinning slyly. As soon as the match list came out, there was another round of discussion in the square. "Zhou Peng actually got a bye. His luck is too good, right?" "So what if he got a bye? So what if his luck is good? Good luck is also a kind of strength. If you have such good luck, go and face Zhao Changkong, go and face Zhao Chang'an at the first level of Breaking the Void. How dare you talk about my idol? If it weren't for being in the square, I would surely teach you a good lesson." A disciple said angrily. "I just said his luck was good. I didn't mean anything else. Zhou Peng is also my idol." ... Good luck was indeed a kind of strength. Especially at such a crucial moment. It was like the fisherman benefiting from the fight between the snipe and the clam, and Zhou Peng was that fisherman. The law - enforcement referee walked down the arena. Zhao Donglai leaped up and stepped into the barrier in one step. He turned his head and looked at Zhou Peng not far away, his eyes cold and full of murderous intent. He had just been thinking exactly the opposite of Zhou Peng in his heart. Zhao Donglai had always hoped that he would be the one to fight in the next round, and his opponent would be Zhou Peng. As soon as Zhao Chang'an died, he couldn't wait to rush into the barrier and tear Zhou Peng to pieces. But now, to his surprise, Zhou Peng got a bye, and his opponent was Liu Shuanghan. Liu Shuanghan was at the first level of Breaking the Void, and his strength was unfathomable. Zhao Donglai, the pride of heaven, didn't take anyone seriously, including Liu Shuanghan, the Young Master of Qitian. What Young Master of Qitian, Young Master of Wutian, were just empty names to him. As long as he wanted, he could uproot them at any time. At this time, Zhao Donglai hoped to quickly end the battle so that he could enter the next round and then brutally torture Zhou Peng to death. Liu Shuanghan walked unhurriedly towards the arena. There was a sly smile on his lips. Looking at the impatient Zhao Donglai in the barrier, he said faintly, "The head of the ten great disciples, too weak..." Too weak?! His voice was not loud, but everyone heard it. Contempt. Bare - faced contempt. ...!