The challenge of the Golden Ancient Prince to Li Beifei ended hastily with Li Beifei's refusal to fight, but this did not diminish the atmosphere of this grand competition among geniuses.
In the city spanning hundreds of thousands of miles, powerful figures used abilities similar to clairvoyance to imprint the images from the summit of North Mountain in the sky, allowing countless cultivators without the ability to reach the scene to watch this unprecedented competition of geniuses.
However, Li Beifei's refusal to accept the challenge did indeed exceed the expectations of countless people.
"It seems that this person called Li Beifei, even if he doesn't know what method he used to be selected by the academy, is just a paper tiger."
Some people were not optimistic about Li Beifei, a student of the Humane Academy, believing that he had used some trickery to be selected by the academy.
Li Beifei had long anticipated this, but he didn't care. He lived to be happy, doing whatever made him happy. As for the so-called dignity of the human race, he found it ridiculous. Even his master didn't say anything, so what qualifications did they have to judge?
"Boom!"
Just then, a movement came from the ancient race's side. Immediately afterwards, an ancient race youth exuding lightning walked out.
He stepped on the void, walking step by step towards the center. With each step, the lightning on his body emitted a sizzling electromagnetic sound, as if the God of Thunder was in the world. At the same time, the heaven and earth's spiritual energy flowed rapidly around him, actually generating gusts of storms.
"This is... the prince of the Wind and Thunder Royal Family. My God, his aura is so powerful that it's no less than the princes and princesses."
Some ancient races recognized this ancient race youth who brought wind and thunder with every step.
"Although the Wind and Thunder Clan is not a royal family, a peerless genius once emerged. If it weren't for the human race's genius being too monstrous back then, the Wind and Thunder Clan would have changed its name to the Wind and Thunder Royal Family. It's a pity he was born at the wrong time."
"But his appearance now is just right. Let the prince of the Wind and Thunder Royal Family test the depth of the human race's geniuses."
The Kirin Ancient Prince smiled.
"I am the prince of the Wind and Thunder Ancient Clan, Wind and Thunder Descends, here to accept the challenge of the human race."
Wind and Thunder Descends spoke, his voice like a vast heavenly thunder, deafening.
"I'll do it!"
At this moment, a figure flew out from the academy's magic ship. He held a long spear, like a soldier from a mortal battlefield stained with blood, exuding an aura of iron-blooded slaughter.
"Who are you? State your name. I don't kill the unknown!" Wind and Thunder Descends looked arrogantly at the spear-wielding youth.
"..."
The spear-wielding youth did not speak, but quietly looked at Wind and Thunder Descends, the large spear in his hand emitting a chilling light, ready to strike at any time.
"Hmm? Ridiculous!" Wind and Thunder Descends scoffed, thinking he was pretending to be profound.
"This person is interesting, actually knows how to pretend to be profound. What's his name?" On the magic ship, Li Beifei looked at the spear-wielding youth, asking with interest.
"..."
The few companions next to him did not speak.
"What's wrong?" Li Beifei noticed something was wrong.
"Brother Li, it's not that he knows how to pretend to be profound, but his name... His surname is Yang, name is Wuming(无名: Nameless), and he is the successor of the Iron-Blooded Yang family of my Great Xia Dynasty." Xia Wuji said with embarrassment.
"Uh..." Li Beifei was stunned, then smiled awkwardly: "This name is very domineering, has a mythical flavor. I must get to know him if I have the chance."
Just then, the two people in the sky had already begun a fierce battle.
Yang Wuming waved the spear in his hand, and an arc-shaped energy blasted towards Wind and Thunder Descends.
"Good!" Wind and Thunder Descends roared, the lightning on his body surged, gathering towards his right palm, instantly condensing into a lightning spear. He threw the lightning spear, colliding with Yang Wuming's arc-shaped energy in the air.
"Boom!"
A loud noise fell, and powerful energy fluctuations spread everywhere. At this time, the spear in Yang Wuming's hand suddenly changed, from the original shiny silver to a blood-like red, and the aura on his body also changed, filled with a bloody smell, like a Shura(修罗: Asura) in the battlefield, strange and powerful.
"Shura Three Styles, Blood Spear Kill!"
Yang Wuming roared, then stepped on the void, leaped up, and stabbed towards Wind and Thunder Descends with the blood-colored spear.
"Thunder Spear!" Facing Yang Wuming's supernatural power, Wind and Thunder Descends shouted loudly, the heavenly thunder on his body rumbled, lightning flashed, crackling, a lightning spear condensed in his hand, and charged towards Yang Wuming.
With a loud bang, a figure flew out, heavily smashing into a distant mountain, smashing out a huge pit.
Everyone turned their attention to the big pit.
"Cough cough!" Yang Wuming coughed up blood and walked out of the pit with difficulty. He stared at Wind and Thunder Descends in the sky who was unscathed. He lost, and didn't even hurt the other party.
"You lost, now you can tell me your name, so that when I attain the Dao in the future, the world will remember that it was not an unknown person who was defeated by me." Wind and Thunder Descends stood with his hands behind his back, looking arrogantly at Yang Wuming, speaking of attaining the Dao in the future, without putting the heroes of the world in his eyes. Even the princes and princesses of the ancient race couldn't help but complain that Wind and Thunder Descends was too arrogant.
"I am the unknown person in your mouth!"
"Hmm? Are you teasing me?" Wind and Thunder Descends's face sank, thinking that Yang Wuming was teasing him.
"Human race, Yang Wuming!" Yang Wuming looked at Wind and Thunder Descends expressionlessly.
"..."
"I see, no wonder you didn't tell me your name at the beginning." Wind and Thunder Descends understood. Unknown person, this is really an unknown person. If he had this name, he wouldn't want to say it.
Yang Wuming dragged his wounded body back to the magic ship. He originally thought that he, as the defeated general of the first battle, would be despised and ostracized, but unexpectedly, as soon as he returned, he was surrounded by several people enthusiastically.
"Your Highness?" Yang Wuming was stunned when he saw Xia Wuji. Their Yang family had been ministers of the Great Xia Dynasty for generations, so he naturally knew Xia Wuji.
Xia Wuji nodded, and then began to introduce Li Beifei and the others to him. After the introduction, Li Beifei walked enthusiastically to Yang Wuming's side and quietly took out a bottle of pills.
"This pill is good for your healing, just consider it our first meeting gift."
After speaking, Li Beifei patted Yang Wuming on the shoulder, then left with the others.
Just now, Xia Wuji had discussed Yang Wuming in detail with Li Beifei. Yang Wuming came from the Iron-Blooded Yang family, and was a born military genius. Moreover, the Yang family was very particular about dealing with people, and was the kind of person who would repay a drop of kindness with a spring.
The ancestor of the Yang family was saved by an emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty, so the Yang family, since then, has been loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty, and nearly 100,000 years have passed without any disloyalty. This kind of talent naturally caught Li Beifei's eye.
Even if Yang Wuming lost, he didn't mind. If everyone was as monstrous as Gu Tianjun, what use would he have as the sect master?
Yang Wuming came to his room on the magic ship. He was already injured at this time and needed to heal himself. The remaining things had nothing to do with him.
As soon as he sat down, he thought of the pill that Li Beifei gave him, saying that it was good for his healing, so he took it out. The jade bottle was unremarkable, and it was a commonly used jade bottle, and there was nothing surprising about it, which made Yang Wuming think it was an ordinary healing pill.
But the moment he opened it, his eyes were stunned, dazed, confused, and shocked.
"This is... Nine Revolutions Life Renewal Pill?"
