On the Heavenly Martial Sect’s plaza, the leaders of the four forces remained silent.
The exchange activity had just begun, and Chen Yu single-handedly seized three flags, with no one daring to challenge him.
The other three forces lost face completely, their expressions dark, and they refrained from drawing attention.
"Hehe, this Chen Yu doesn’t seem to understand that friendship comes first, competition second."
The elegant elder from the Heavenly Martial Sect stroked his beard and smiled, feeling a bit smug.
Although the Heavenly Martial Sect had a good chance of winning first place in this exchange activity, no one expected such a dominant lead.
"The exchange activity isn’t over yet, it’s still uncertain who will emerge victorious."
At this time, a leader from the Wanxiang Sect spoke.
Several people glanced at the Wanxiang Sect members, wondering why Zhuge Tao, the top new disciple of the Wanxiang Sect, hadn’t reached the center yet.
"Tao’er, you’ve finally made your move."The master of Zhuge Tao within the Wanxiang Sect internally mused.
Inside the circular space.
"Brother Zhuge, if you don’t hurry, all the flags might be taken."
A female disciple from the Wanxiang Sect said.
"You’re right, they might all be taken."
A slightly lazy voice replied.
"Brother Zhuge, why aren’t you worried at all!"
The female disciple exclaimed anxiously.
Zhuge Tao lay on a mechanical bird, legs crossed, leisurely as if on a sightseeing tour.
"No hurry, no hurry. Once we reach the place, with our strength, are we afraid we won’t get a flag?"
Zhuge Tao laughed and said.
"Junior brother, no need to rush. Now those three forces are probably fighting tooth and nail, while we preserve our strength. By then, who can stop our Wanxiang Sect?"
Another disciple explained with a smile.
Led by Zhuge Tao, there were eight Wanxiang Sect disciples present, all in peak condition.
When they reached the center, they would undoubtedly be the strongest force, making it not difficult to seize a flag.
Before long, the eight from the Wanxiang Sect reached the center.
Zhuge Tao, on the mechanical bird, leaped into the air. With a slightly delicate face, deep and lively eyes, and a faint smile, he seemed poised to showcase his skills.
But upon seeing the scene before him, his expression was slightly stiff.
"Why is there only one flag left?"
The anxious female disciple of the Wanxiang Sect said.
Three of the four mountain peaks had their flags gone, leaving only a dozen people fighting for the last flag on one peak.
"Zhu Ling Yuan, Qing Sha, and Chen Yu aren’t here. This flag is ours."
Zhuge Tao lightly coughed, looking as if everything was under control.
"Charge!"
The people from the Wanxiang Sect surged towards the last flag.
"Not good, it’s people from the Wanxiang Sect!"
"They’ve been hiding in the shadows all along and only now making their move."
The three forces showed expressions of panic.
"We must seize this flag."
Sun Tianlong shouted.
Chen Yu had already seized three flags, but the credit had nothing to do with them.
If they seized the last flag, the Heavenly Martial Sect would have all the flags, a tremendous honor.
But the three forces had previously been in a chaotic battle and were in poor condition.
People from the Wanxiang Sect released puppets, set up arrays, and employed various other means to swiftly reach the mountaintop and obtain the final flag.
"Brother Zhuge, we’ve found out. Chen Yu seized the other three flags alone and is being pursued by disciples from the Vermilion Bird Heavenly Nest and Azure Dragon Divine Wood."
A female disciple said softly.
After saying that, she couldn’t believe it herself, wondering how Chen Yu managed to seize three flags.
"Chen Yu indeed lives up to being the first in the new disciple assessment of the Heavenly Martial Sect; his skills are extraordinary. But the geniuses of the two Demon Race forces are no ordinary beings either. There must be a fierce contest between them. Once they’re worn out, we can step in and secure the three flags in one go."
Zhuge Tao spoke with great confidence, filling the other Wanxiang Sect disciples with high spirits.
...
"Chen Yu, stop for me."
Zhu Ling Yuan roared.
Whoosh!
He activated his Vermilion Bird bloodline, unfolding a pair of flame wings nearly a hundred meters long on his back, flying at high speed, soaring through the sky.
But if Chen Yu wanted to leave, even someone from the Vermilion Bird Sacred Clan like Zhu Ling Yuan couldn’t catch him.
"Damn it, he has three flags in his hands, isn’t that too greedy?"
"Stop talking nonsense, hurry and chase."
Besides Zhu Ling Yuan, a few disciples from the Vermilion Bird Heavenly Nest and Azure Dragon Divine Wood were also in hot pursuit of Chen Yu.
Qing Sha watched the flag about to fall into his hands be snatched by Chen Yu, while Zhu Ling Yuan had his flag taken by him.
As sect prodigies, how could they swallow this insult? So they forsook the last flag, teaming up to hunt down Chen Yu. After all, defeating Chen Yu would allow them to seize three flags at once.
On the other hand, they worried that if they went through great efforts to retrieve the last flag, Chen Yu would come to rob them again.
"If you want the flags, come and get them yourself."
Chen Yu’s contemptuous laughter reached everyone’s ears.
This chase lasted a short while, and gradually everyone else was left behind, with only Zhu Ling Yuan and Qing Sha still following Chen Yu.
"Hehe, just the two of you want to snatch what’s in my hands?"
Chen Yu suddenly stopped, revealing a faint mischievous smile.
Whoosh!
He turned and charged toward Zhu Ling Yuan and Qing Sha.
Zhu Ling Yuan and Qing Sha didn’t expect Chen Yu to suddenly counterattack; after a moment of shock, they quickly joined forces to respond.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The green light fluctuated between heaven and earth, and wooden dragons emerged, brandishing their claws and teeth.
Zhu Ling Yuan maintained a distance from Chen Yu, controlling the mystical flying sword to attack.
The flying sword burned with red flames, as if turning into a scarlet feather, slashing towards Chen Yu.
"Scram!"
Chen Yu activated the White Tiger Sacred Claw, forcefully clashing with the mystical flying sword, grabbed it and threw it thousands of meters away.
Roar~
The sound of dragons echoed as nine wooden dragons approached Chen Yu.
Chen Yu felt the vital energy and life force within his body quickly drifting away, being consumed by the wooden dragons.
"Hahaha, Chen Yu, I admit you’re strong, Zhu Ling Yuan, Qing Sha and others can’t handle you, but now you must be at your limit, hand over all the flags."
Zhuge Tao laughed on a black mechanical bird.
On Zhuge Tao’s sides, all Wanxiang Sect disciples were present!
"Brother Zhuge is indeed shrewd and resourceful, although we acted late, we reaped the benefits."
The female disciple said excitedly.
Zhuge Tao nodded slightly, even though he hadn’t anticipated this, the situation developed too smoothly.
After the conflict with Qing Sha and Zhu Ling Yuan, even if Chen Yu was in good condition, they had ten people, could Chen Yu fight ten alone?
"Wanxiang Sect? Zhuge Tao?"
Chen Yu glanced at them, noticing the Heavenly Martial Sect flag on the mechanical bird’s head!
"Chen Yu, I’ll give you three seconds, hand over the flag, or don’t blame us."
Zhuge Tao spoke with an air of control.
"One!"
"Two!"
Zhuge Tao noticed Chen Yu didn’t leave nor intended to hand over the flag, feeling puzzled, gradually sensing something amiss.
"Three!"
Almost as Zhuge Tao uttered the word.
Boom!
An intense sound shook heaven and earth, making all other sounds stop, leaving only this sound in the entire world.
Heart Slaying TechniqueHeart Splitting!
Almost simultaneously, the faces of the ten Wanxiang Sect disciples paled dramatically.
Their hearts shuddered intensely, the blood within boiled, causing the heart to swell, nearly bursting and tearing apart.
"Ah..."
Screams followed.
Zhuge Tao couldn’t help but let out a groan, cold sweat pouring down his body.
In fact, Chen Yu slightly held back on the power of "Heart Slaying Technique," as there were Mid-stage Star Condensation Peak disciples among them, to avoid accidentally killing them.
Zhuge Tao just regained his senses, only to find an extra figure in front of him, the other party was inspecting him with a faint smile.
"Chen Yu!"
Zhuge Tao froze, his heart pounding intensely, with searing pain from the cracks.
He had gathered information on Chen Yu, knowing the opponent was a body cultivator, extremely formidable in close combat, even Zhu Ling Yuan and Qing Sha lost to Chen Yu, being close to Chen Yu now meant inevitable defeat, Chen Yu could easily kill him.
"How about giving me this Heavenly Martial Sect flag?"
Chen Yu asked with a smile.
Zhuge Tao was tormented internally, his face extremely grim.
Chen Yu was completely capable of taking the flag and leaving, yet he politely asked.
Zhuge Tao wanted to say, this wasn’t the Heavenly Martial Sect flag, it just had their emblem.
But he didn’t have the courage.
"Since Brother Chen likes it, just take it."
Zhuge Tao forced a smile more excruciating than crying.
Chen Yu turned, bent down, took the last flag, and then gracefully left.
"Time’s up, the exchange activity is over!"