socalfunplaces Chapter 33 You Know Nothing About Power
Chapter 33 You Know Nothing About Power
On the shores of the great lake, the crowd stirred.
The stunningly beautiful Nai Xi stood on the green grass in her crystal shoes, her beautiful eyes slightly wide, and her rosy lips had turned into an "O" shape.
She never expected it, she really never expected it...
She was furious that the Yao Guang reclusive lineage had joined forces to try and take advantage of her.
Although Yuan Qingsu had put in a lot of effort along the way, how could Yao Xi be willing to give up what she had gained so easily?
It is said that what is borrowed must be returned, but if it is really as the legend says, how can the true meanings left by the sages and saints, or even the emperors, engraved in the torch be returned?
Some traditions are inherently one-to-one.
It's true that the holy land and its disciples benefit from each other, but normally the priority should be to help the disciples become stronger, not to obstruct their path...
Otherwise, it would not be cultivating disciples, but cutting off their path.
But this is a living fossil that has lived for three thousand years, and even the Holy Master had to be very careful when accompanying him.
Yao Xi was extremely unwilling, but she couldn't show it. She never expected that Yuan Qingsu would actually...
"Too impulsive," she muttered to herself, looking at the proud young man. "It was really too impulsive." She repeatedly warned herself that doing this was very irrational... but it felt really good.
Yuan Qingsu is truly willing to step up when something happens!
Unable to suppress it, she felt a mixture of admiration and worry for the young man.
At the same time, the scene fell silent for a moment, and a few gasps of shock could be heard in the shadows.
Wang Zheng's expression darkened, and several powerful figures from the hidden lineage of Yao Guang beside him also showed displeasure.
For so many years, no one has dared to speak to them like that!
The ten disciples were even more enraged.
Too embarrassing!
"You arrogant and disrespectful brat! Is this how your master taught you to speak to your elders?! After this grand gathering at Yaochi, you are punished by facing the wall in repentance for three years!!"
The Holy Lord of Yaoguang broke the silence first, frowning and sternly rebuking Yuan Qingsu. He then turned to Wang Zheng, whose skin was loose and who looked old, and said sincerely:
"Senior brother, this young man is hot-blooded and doesn't know his own limitations. Don't take it to heart. However, the Yaochi Gathering will begin soon, and we really can't waste this time by letting the flames sense each disciple's feelings. We should make some choices, since, according to legend, the flame spirit is only born from the interaction of the wick when facing the strongest 'Destined One'."
dong dong.
With a somber expression, Wang Zheng placed his hands on his cane in front of him and tapped them lightly. He then gave Yao Guang Holy Master a half-smile and a slight upturn to his downturned lips: "Junior brother is really determined to protect this kid, but he's not from your lineage."
"Senior brother is joking. Regardless of which lineage you belong to, you are all disciples of my Yaoguang School, and I treat you all equally."
"Good, as expected of the Holy Lord of Yao Guang. No wonder Master ultimately chose to pass the position to you. In that case..."
Wang Zheng nodded, leaning on his cane and slightly turning his body to look at his disciples behind him. His voice was old yet resonant: "Did you hear what the Holy Lord said? The torch can only be held by the strongest. Who among you will prove yourself?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the ten young people from the reclusive lineage stepped forward one after another.
"Senior Uncle, I'll go!"
"Don't you dare try to take it from me! I'm going to teach this kid a lesson!"
"You really think you're something special just because you defeated a divine body? The Ji family's divine bodies are nothing but trifles in my eyes!"
dong dong.
Wang Zheng tapped his cane again, silencing all the noise and instantly quieting the ten disciples. His gaze swept over the crowd, landing on the Holy Son of Yao Guang in the center of the group, and he said, "If we're talking about the strongest of this generation, only the Holy Son has proven himself. Holy Son, what do you think?"
Holy Son of Yaoguang!
This young man, who had always been quiet and low-key, was thrust into the spotlight by these words. Many people, including Yao Xi, looked worried. She knew how terrifying this young man was, and if he were to step in, there would be many more changes today.
The disciples who had been surrounding the Holy Son stepped back, clearing a large space on the green ground. A figure dressed in blue, with a handsome face, black hair cascading over his shoulders, and surrounded by 108 divine lights, stood quietly under everyone's gaze.
Even the ten most arrogant disciples of the reclusive lineage had to bow down and submit to this young man.
There are many anecdotes about this generation of saints.
For example, he secretly changed his name to "Yaoguang".
For example, he aspired to be an emperor since childhood.
But among the many young people who aspire to become emperors from childhood, not every elder of the Yao Guang Holy Land seems to favor them.
Ultimately, it comes down to their unparalleled strength and potential.
This led many elders in the Holy Land to regard it as a source of hope.
Unlike his low-key and amiable demeanor to the outside world, within the Yao Guang Holy Land, the position of Yao Guang's Holy Son was not obtained through words, but rather through his unparalleled Holy Light Technique, which he earned through countless internal tests, punch by punch!
Therefore, his position within the Holy Land is so unshakeable.
He's the number one young talent in the Eastern Wilderness, and that's no exaggeration.
Upon hearing Wang Zheng mention him, Yao Guang's lips curled into an unchanging gentle smile. He first bowed to the living fossil, and then addressed everyone who looked over, saying, "This torch was obtained by Junior Brother Yuan and Junior Sister Yao through countless hardships. I will not compete with my fellow disciples and will give the opportunity to everyone."
"don't want?"
A hint of surprise flashed across Wang Zheng's cloudy eyes as he said, "The Holy Land has the [Dragon Pattern Black Gold Cauldron] as its strongest foundation to protect you, no less than the ancient aristocratic families. However, it lacks a true imperial scripture inheritance, putting it at a disadvantage from the start. If you can obtain the torch, it will completely make up for this shortcoming. Aren't you even tempted by that?"
The Imperial Scripture is similar to the Ten Fierce Treasure Techniques of the Chaotic Ancient Era.
At the same level, practitioners who cultivate the Emperor's Scripture are far more powerful than those who do not.
Besides imperial weapons, this is also the foundation of the ancient clans and immortal holy lands' arrogance.
Not to mention that the flame may contain the "true meaning of the Great Emperor," which is far more reliable and powerful than ordinary imperial scriptures.
Upon hearing this, Yao Guang shook her head and continued to express her stance softly: "Those who inherit the torch are all Great Emperors, but Great Emperors do not necessarily need the torch. My path does not require the torch..."
"In that case, I'll go first!"
A low roar rang out among the ten disciples. Someone took the initiative and rushed towards Yuan Qingsu, leaving everyone behind.
"That guy Gu Litian..."
"Damn it, this guy specializes in physical training; he's too fast."
"He beat me to it!"
Amidst several unwilling voices, a man named Gu Litian, with black hair flying wildly and bronze skin, transformed into a crimson lightning bolt. He took a few steps to Yuan Qingsu's side and threw a punch, his arm as fierce and powerful as a dragon.
boom!
The green space trembled as Gu Litian's fist struck Yuan Qingsu's protective holy light. The resulting shockwave caused a beautiful young woman with eyes as cold as a winter sky to look worried, and many other disciples also had their eyes sparkling with wonder.
This combat power has surpassed that of the Dao Palace!
Gu Litian's eyes were filled with a chilling aura, his wild gaze sweeping over the holy light that stood between him and Yuan Qingsu, and he sneered:
"To be able to block my punch at such close range, your Holy Light magic is indeed impressive, but that's all. You shouldn't have gotten so close to me!"
"With my physical strength, I can turn everyone into an enemy nation within arm's reach!"
Suddenly, a long roar of a dragon resounded, the earth trembled, and even the Holy Lord Yaoguang narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a thoughtful expression.
Purple mist emanated from Gu Litian's body, and fine purple scales emerged from beneath his bronze skin, covering his entire body, even his face. A terrifying aura erupted, and he seemed to be a humanoid purple dragon emerging from the earth, his hands almost transforming into dragon claws.
Sizzle...
The protective divine light surrounding Yuan Qingsu's body was torn apart by the dragon's claws. Those terrifying claws could pierce almost anything, and even the void was twisted and deformed under their tearing.
"I have been tempering my body with the blood of a dragon since childhood, and for twenty years I have done so day after day, achieving a physical body that can rival the ancient holy body. What do you have to fight me with?" Gu Litian laughed hoarsely, while his hands kept moving. After tearing through a layer of holy light with his dragon claws, he tore through another layer, constantly breaking through Yuan Qingsu's defense.
It's near, it's near!
Gu Litian could already smell the blood. He knew that he would soon touch the boy and be bathed in his blood in front of everyone.
Sizzle sizzle sizzle...
The dragon claws grew increasingly ferocious and swift, leaving trails of frost and fire in the void. But a strange thing happened: no matter how fast Gu Litian destroyed things, the holy light could always follow and recover, never extinguishing!
There was always a slight difference between the two, and that difference will always remain!
From the beginning until now, Yuan Qingsu has remained standing in the same spot, without moving an inch. Although she is so close, she seems to be so far away, making it impossible for Gu Litian to reach her no matter how hard he tries.
The holy light is immortal and surrounds you forever!
The cold-faced youth stood there quietly, as if standing on a summit, his eyes indifferent, looking down at the raging dragon before him.
But it was precisely this gaze that broke Gu Litian's defenses, causing him to almost burst into flames, his purple aura surging, as he swung his claws, unleashing a frenzied attack with power enough to tear apart mountains.
Sizzle sizzle sizzle...
The holy light shattered and reformed again and again, its divine power inexhaustible, forming an absolute defense that caused the Holy Lord of Yao Guang to change color, made Wang Zheng's eyes widen slightly, and made the Holy Son of Yao Guang lose his gentle smile. Everyone had a completely new understanding of the holy light technique of the young man in front of them.
His holy light is impervious to all laws!
"Aaaaaah! I don't believe I can't break through your defenses, kill!!" Gu Litian roared, abandoning his rationality and unleashing the full power of his demonic bloodline within him, his strength rising steadily beyond the fourth level of the Dao Palace.
The dragon's aura surged forth, only to vanish in the next instant.
Yuan Qingsu, who had been as silent as a sculpture, stirred.
He took a light step in place, the supreme blood in his chest pulsating slightly, and wisps of the vast and boundless aura of a young supreme being spread out. Behind him, a dark golden divine elephant appeared, as if standing at the pinnacle of the divine path, its long trunk sweeping across the three thousand star rivers.
"You know nothing about power," he said.
The boy swung his hand, which overlapped with the long, blurry elephant trunk, and slapped it across Gu Litian's face.
A terrifying burst of physical power erupted.
boom!
Gu Litian was sent flying backwards on the spot, crashing into the nearby mountains and collapsing a low hill.
Everyone was stunned, unable to believe what they were seeing.
"Next." Yuan Qingsu's eyes flickered as she looked at the previous ten people and now the nine, and she said calmly, "Or, you can all come up together."