C280 The face of the Di Ye Peak, Senior Brother Su, cannot fall!
C280 The face of the Di Ye Peak, Senior Brother Su, cannot fall!
Just this morning, a not-so-serious yet eye-catching piece of news had been spread among the inner court disciples.
Bao Dating, with his seventh level of Transcending Mortality, in order to avenge the humiliation he suffered two days ago, brazenly challenged Mo Qi, who was at the peak of the eighth level of the Slough Mortal Realm.
In the past, similar challenges between fellow disciples were simply insignificant. Immortal cultivators would either train themselves or spar with others for the sake of tempering themselves.
Going out to gain experience was very risky. Sometimes, there would even be dangers that could threaten one's life. As a result, those who dared to go out to train, aside from having a determined heart of the Dao, also needed to purchase various healing, detoxification and other medicines and even weapons.
Thus, going out to gain experience was at the same time a huge cost to pay.
For this reason, there were very few people who could go out and train. Those who could not go out often could only stay in the sect and spar and challenge each other. In the past, there had been daily sparring matches in the Mage Arena.
However, this time was not the same as before. The changes in the mountains and rivers were imminent, and everyone's hearts were in a state of panic. Many people were bitterly cultivating behind closed doors, and there were less challenges to spar with.
As the famous inner sect disciple, Bao Butong could be considered a famous figure in the sect. Many people did not know him directly, but they did know him. Mo Qi, on the other hand, was also a famous person because his cultivation wasn't weak and he was born in a rich leaf city.
The sudden appearance of two influential figures challenging each other, and it was a very obvious match between a weak opponent and a strong one at that, piqued many people's curiosity.
But there was no doubt that this kind of curiosity was completely one-sided. Why would Bao Butong be so anxious to seek death! Bao Butong was obviously weaker than Mo Qi, not to mention that his cultivation was one realm lower. Two days ago, he was injured by Mo Qi in just three moves, the difference in strength was too great, so what was the difference between challenging Mo Qi and seeking death?
What was even more shocking was that Bao Butong had actually changed the principle of being kind to others. While challenging Mouch, he even brought out the battle of life and death on his own accord, which meant that this battle was no longer a simple challenge to spar with.
A few people who were familiar with Bao Butong's strength and did not have good impressions of him immediately revealed a sentence of disdain when they heard this news.
"Bao Butong, what's wrong with you? Have you gone mad!? Even if you want to take revenge, you shouldn't be in such a hurry! You can't even beat Mo Qi, and you're even proposing a life and death battle to him.
Yang Pei, as Bao Butong's good brother, had already been here early in the morning, but he was not here to watch the show, but to try to persuade Bao Butong.
He also advised: "Old Bao, it's best if you don't challenge us anymore. Since Mo Qi isn't here yet, hurry up and announce the cancellation of the challenge.
That's right, Old Bao, I've heard about what happened two days ago. Mouch defeated you in three moves, and he even said some nasty words to humiliate you. But if we endure a period of peace and quiet, and take a step back into the vast world, how can cultivators like us be short-sighted and only see a moment of hatred, and not seek long-term benefits? "Please don't let the hatred cover your eyes!" A young inner sect disciple tried her best to persuade them with a worried face.
Bao Butong's expression was resolute: "Old Yang, I know that you all have good intentions, but there are some things that you all do not understand and do not know, but this duel is inevitable."
What a joke, he was the one who had been injured by Mo Qi while working for Su Ye. In a sense, he was one of Su Ye's subordinates. If Mo Qi struck him, it would be equivalent to slapping Su Ye's face. Even if he could endure Su Ye, he would not be able to.
With a flip of his hand, Su Ye turned the clouds around and turned the rain into rain. He raised his hand and gave him an opportunity that he hadn't been able to cultivate for ten years. Not to mention Su Ye looking down on him, even he looked down on himself.
Moreover, he vaguely understood that Su Ye told him to find Mojito in order to save the situation. It might have something to do with Mo Huan's disappearance. This could not be avoided, and he did not want to retreat.
Seeing that Bao Butong was not willing to listen to them, Yang Pei and the rest were angry and anxious. Some of the people who were not that close to Bao Butong before out of good intentions, wanted to advise him otherwise, but now, they simply stopped speaking and shook their heads with a face full of sighs. It was hard to persuade those who would die with good words, but this Bao Butong himself could not tolerate the grievances, and could only beg for death with all his heart.
There were still some who remained silent, shaking their heads and silently distancing themselves from Bao Butong. This Bao Butong was willing to die, then there would be no need for him to be too intimate with Bao Butong. When Mo Qi comes back and lets him see that there was an unavoidable misunderstanding, he would stand up for Bao Butong and lose.
Time passed.
More and more people came to the arena.
The group of people laughed as they entered the arena. With one glance, one could tell that the leader was not a person of ordinary origin. Many people took the initiative to greet him as Senior Yan when they entered the arena.
When the embroidered clothed disciple saw Bao Butong from afar, he let out a disdainful laugh and charged straight towards him.
Yang Pei looked very nervous, "Crap, Yan Wuli is here. I heard that he and Mo Qi are cousins, Old Bao. Quickly apologize, give some Star Pellet to Yan Wuli and ask him to be a peacemaker. Perhaps this matter can be resolved."
Due to Yang Pei's anxiousness, he raised his voice, which was naturally heard by Yan Wuli, who was walking over.
Yan Wuli quickly walked over, sized Bao Butong up with a condescending attitude, and laughed coldly: "You want to know? You dare say that Mo Huan owes you the Star Pellet even though you don't want to pee in the mirror and see what kind of sh * t you are? Mo Qi taught you a lesson. It's fine if you don't want to learn a lesson, but you still dare to take the initiative to challenge Mo Qi. "You want me to be your peacemaker? You're thinking too much."
When Yang Pei heard this, he instantly became anxious, "Senior brother Yan, this is actually a misunderstanding!"
Yan Wuli said with his eyes wide open, "Misunderstood what?" He had already made the life and death challenge, so why would he misunderstand? "Yang Pei, it's his freedom to ask about whether he's courting death. What are you doing standing here? Do you want to give Bao a boost?"
With that, Yan Wu Li's gaze swept across, and the people around Bao Butong subconsciously retreated, the people who were initially trying to persuade Bao Butong initially all retreated to a distance, as though they wanted to cut off their relationship with Bao Butong. Yang Pei was the only one left with an embarrassed and frightened look on his face.
Seeing this situation, Bao Butong did not react at all, and instead took the initiative to say: "Old Yang, this matter is my own decision, it has nothing to do with you, you should leave."
When Yang Pei heard this, he flew into a rage, "Old Bao, what are you saying? Do you take me, Yang Pei, to be someone?"
With that, Yang Pei glared at Yan Wuli angrily, "Senior Yan, it's fine if you don't want to help, but why add insult to injury? Bao Butong has a grudge with Mo Qi, it's not like he has a grudge with you."
Yan Wuli sneered, "Okay, Yang Pei, are you trying to learn how to ask yourself if you are courting death? "Don't blame me for being impolite. Later when Mouch packed his bag and asked around, I will also come over to teach you how to be a person."
Immediately after, Yan Wu Li looked at Bao Butong in disdain, "Brainless thing, you think you can provoke Mo Qi? Hmph, what a joke."
Then, he turned around and left.
"Wait!" Bao Butong shouted and stopped Yan Wu Li.
Yan Wuli turned around, "What, you still want me to be your peacemaker?" "I'm telling you, that's impossible. Even if you kneel down and kowtow to me, it's impossible for me to be your peacemaker."
Bao Butong laughed coldly: "I do not need you to be a peacemaker. I just want to tell you that after I take care of Mo Qi, I will also teach you how to be a person."
Yan Wu Li was enraged, this was what he had just said to Yang Pei, Bao Butong provoking Mo Qi was already courting death, he actually dared to provoke him, and gave him back what he had said.
"Good!" Alright, go ask around. You have guts. "Don't worry. When Mouch comes, I will persuade him to leave you a breath of life. I will give you a chance to challenge me so that you understand what it means to be a human."
Yan Wuli flicked his sleeves and left.
At this time, a tall young man walked into the arena under the escort of a group of inner court disciples. The tall youth's face was filled with arrogance, he raised his head and walked into the competition grounds, looking around for something, and then his gaze landed on Bao Butong.
He sneered, then directly leapt onto the stage with large strides, and bellowed: "Bao Butong, quickly come up and claim your death!"
"Mo Qi is here!" Yang Pei looked worried. He could not turn back now, so he could only sigh and pray that his old friend would be safe.
Bao Butong laughed indifferently, he patted Yang Pei's shoulder, and ignoring the fierce eyes of Mo Qi, who was choosing to devour him, he walked up the stage.
"Bao Butong actually dares to enter the stage! He's courting death!"
"Sigh, in this battle of life and death, Bao Dating can't take it anymore. From now on, there is only one more well-informed person amongst the inner disciples of Qing-Yun Sect!"
"This Bao Butong doesn't know what's good for him, he deserves to have his life."
"Three moves!" "I'll bet that Mo Qi won't hold back this time. He'll be able to take Bao Butong's life in three moves!"
The people discussed at the side of the stage, Bao Butong stepped onto the stage calmly as though he did not hear the discussions around him.
Bao Butong looked at Mo Qi, "Mo Qi, two days ago, you defeated me in three moves and insulted me. I didn't know it wasn't just me that you humiliated. Today, I am not challenging you for my own sake, so I will kill you in front of everyone! "
In that moment, the killing intent in Bao Butong's eyes burned with fervor. At that moment, he only had one thought, he could not lose face for Senior brother Su!