"Elder, I promise it will be over quickly and won't waste much of everyone's time."
Zhang Yun had no intention of giving up, and his gaze swept over the seats where the elite disciples were sitting.
When he spotted a familiar figure among them, a playful smile immediately appeared on his face.
"I've made up my mind, I'll choose Liu Qing."
"Has Zhang Yun gone mad? He actually dared to challenge Liu Qing!"
A gasp rang out, and many outer disciples, and even some elite inner disciples, stared at Zhang Yun in astonishment.
Is this guy an idiot?
"Senior Sister Yun, is that Liu Qing very powerful?"
Zhang Yun touched his nose and asked casually.
Yun Mengdie was slightly taken aback, then revealed a mocking sneer: "Although Liu Qing's talent and strength are not as good as mine, he was the same as you back then, the first place in the inner sect assessment. Many elite inner sect disciples have fought against him, and none of them could last more than ten moves against him."
"If he reaches the Chakra Realm in the future, he will most likely become a core disciple of the Cloud Martial Sect."
The elite disciples all know very well what it means to be a core disciple of the inner sect.
This is a hurdle that is difficult for them to overcome.
Among those in the same realm, Liu Qing is an extremely powerful figure. Zhang Yun actually dares to challenge him; he probably doesn't know what death means.
"Alright, I accept your challenge!"
Before the sect's higher-ups could speak, Liu Qing's eyes turned icy cold, and he suddenly stood up.
His voice was very calm, but it subtly revealed a kind of aloofness.
Clearly, given his strength, he didn't take Zhang Yun seriously.
"I was just worried about not having a chance to make a move, but I didn't expect this kid to be so reckless as to run into the line of fire. You can't blame me for this. If you have to blame someone, blame yourself for being too stupid and ignorant."
Liu Qing's expression was cold and aloof, filled with murderous intent. He said coldly, "However, let me make this clear beforehand: my cultivation level is far superior to yours. If I accidentally kill you later, you really can't blame me."
"Elder Wang, do you have any objections?"
His meaning was simple: even if he "accidentally" killed Zhang Yun, it was Zhang Yun's own fault for seeking death.
"Mr. Lin, look..."
Luo Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke to Lin Dong beside him. After all, Zhang Yun was a rare genius and a young man that Lin Dong valued.
If even Elder Lin doesn't think it's a good match, he will naturally step in to stop this pointless contest.
"It's alright." Old Master Lin's expression was confident and natural. Although Luo Chen felt a little strange, he remained silent.
He wanted to see if Zhang Yun could really pull off something amazing.
"The difference in skill level is too great, so it's only natural to make mistakes. However, you still need to restrain yourself a bit."
Wang Fugui initially disagreed with this battle, which was so poorly matched, but Zhang Yun was indeed too arrogant and ignorant.
If we don't teach him a lesson, he'll never know who he is. Even if he dies or is crippled, he'll still have to take responsibility for his actions.
"Thank you, Elder." With Wang Fugui's approval, a cruel smile slowly appeared on Liu Qing's lips, and the killing intent hidden deep in his eyes became even more violent.
"The top inner disciple of this year? I'd like to see for myself."
"How about this, I'll give you ten moves first, so others won't say I'm bullying you."
His voice was very calm, but it subtly revealed a kind of aloofness.
Clearly, given his strength, he didn't take Zhang Yun seriously.
He certainly had the right to be arrogant in front of Zhang Yun.
"Alright, since everyone's in a hurry, hurry up and let me swat you away."
Zhang Yunfeng spoke casually, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.
"Zhang Yun actually spoke to Senior Brother Liu Qing in that tone; wasn't that a bit too arrogant?"
Many disciples looked at Zhang Yun with pity.
Zhang Yun's actions were no different from suicide.
"Zhang Yun, you'd better not kneel down and beg for mercy like a dog later, otherwise, as your fellow disciple, I might soften my heart for a moment."
A strong killing intent welled up in Liu Qing's heart, and he exuded a compelling aura as he slowly walked towards Zhang Yun.
Despite being far away, many outer disciples could still faintly feel an invisible pressure in the face of this aura.
"Smack!"
A crisp cracking sound rang out, and before the disciples could see clearly, they suddenly realized that the bamboo-green figure who had been standing proudly on the stage had vanished, while Zhang Yun was still standing there perfectly fine.
Why did Liu Qing suddenly stop...?
Before the person could even finish asking the question, they were completely dumbfounded!
"puff……!"
At this moment, Liu Qing, who had been sent flying more than 20 meters away, felt his blood surging and his internal organs being greatly shaken. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, which was mixed with several broken teeth!