Nine Yang Alchemy Emperor
Chapter 327: Instant Defeat

Chapter 327: Chapter 327: Instant Defeat

How to suppress? Naturally, by defeating all the disciples under Elder Shoumei and trampling them underfoot.

Liu Dazhuang has already been rescued by Elder Shoumei from the Law Enforcement Hall. Although he appears somewhat disheartened, he’s not seriously harmed.

His gaze towards Elder Yang is extremely cold, filled with hatred and killing intent.

This time being locked up in the Law Enforcement Hall, he has indeed suffered quite a bit.

"In the past, it was Fellow Taoist Shoumei who spoke on behalf of the Elder Council. Due to his recent injury recovery, it’s not suitable for him to overexert himself. This time, let Elder He announce the rules and speak instead!"

Elder Yang said with a smile.

"I agree! Brother Shoumei indeed needs a good rest!" Elder Huang spoke out in support.

"I agree too!"

The other Elders, as if they had discussed beforehand, successively voiced their agreement in approval.

In the past, because Elder Shoumei was the oldest and was recognized by the Sect as a good-natured person, he had good relations with the other Elders.

Having him preside over the Sect’s annual grand event was very appropriate.

This time, the Elders unexpectedly united and stripped away his power, in turn fully supporting Elder He of the Law Enforcement Hall.

Outsiders might not see through anything.

But Chu Feng sneered continuously; he couldn’t be clearer about what these people were plotting.

It was nothing more than trying to undermine Elder Shoumei’s prestige and then help Elder He rise to power.

The Law Enforcement Hall has always been a special department, equivalent to a measuring stick, representing the Sect’s rules and rewards and punishments. Every Elder would try their best to maintain a good relationship with Elder He of the Law Enforcement Hall.

If Chu Feng isn’t mistaken, Elder He must be aiming for that long-vacant Great Elder position.

Right now, the timing and conditions are perfect.

It’s precisely a good opportunity to take advantage of Elder Shoumei’s misfortune and downfall, to turn the situation to his favor and seize the throne of the Great Elder in one fell swoop.

As long as the present Elders unanimously pass the vote, even if it is reported to the Sect Master, there won’t be much to say. It will be agreed upon directly.

And the deed will be done.

"I am flattered by the support of the Elders, I shall humbly take the stage!" Elder He also stood up, reluctantly yet willingly, and began to announce the rules and reward and punishment system of the Sect’s junior competition.

Elder Shoumei sat there with a dejected expression, causing his disciples such as Chu Feng to feel both distressed and angered.

But this is reality.

"Elder Yang has taken in Shangguan Bei, the number one genius, and Bao Liya is a True Disciple. Under Elder Zhuang, there emerged Han Xiaoying, a female Heavenly Pride..." almost every Elder had an impressive achievement to showcase.

Even Elder Huang, a crafty old fox, after all his disciples perished, not only hurried to take in a few more disciples but also colluded with True Disciple Zang Jianfeng.

His position is also extremely secure.

Only Elder Shoumei, not only suffered serious injuries himself, with great loss to his cultivation, but none of his disciples achieved any particularly dazzling success either.

Being sidelined and neglected had become an inevitable matter.

Elder He was speaking at such a Sect event for the first time. He appeared quite excited, his face flushing red. Even his usually stern face couldn’t hide a hint of a smug smile showing through.

Water flows downwards, and people climb upwards.

Which Elder doesn’t want to take a step further and advance to the position of Great Elder, with even greater power and higher status?

The Sword Slave contest within the Sect took place in an inconspicuous corner, judged by several Stewards of the Sect. This also shows that the Sword Slaves hold a very low position within the Sect and are not valued.

The contests among ordinary disciples are presided over by protectors of Level 1.

The True Disciples and the disciples of the Elders are personally judged by the Elders themselves.

In principle, higher-level disciples or Stewards, Protectors, cannot challenge members of the Sect of a lower level. They can only passively respond to challenges.

"Shoumei, your disciples are all outstanding, who do you choose to send out first?"

"We’ll have Shangguan Bei make his appearance first for our side!"

Elder Yang challenged with a triumphant and provocative tone.

"Hmph, pick any of the three," Elder Shoumei pointed at Luo Mi, Liu Dazhuang, and Qin Keren. These three disciples were the only ones presentable.

"Damn, do you take me for a fool? Each of them is either a Steward or a protector. You seriously think they would bother fighting with a new disciple like Shangguan Bei?"

Elder Yang couldn’t help but rage, his gaze fixed firmly on Chu Feng.

"Kid, you’re such a show-off. You really made a splash last time. Just recently, you got your hands on a Heavenly Divine Weapon. Don’t tell me you’re scared to have a go on the platform?" Elder Yang’s way of speaking was incredibly sly.

He didn’t just suggest Chu Feng to take a walk on the platform, he sarcastically implied Chu Feng should just roll around on it.

This provoked the disciples behind him to burst into laughter.

"Chu Feng, you trash, do you dare to come up and fight with this young master?" Shangguan Bei ascended the Asking Sword Platform under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

He carried the title of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect’s once in a millennium talent.

And he himself was from the Shangguan family and ranked among the top-tier young geniuses of the Northern Beixie Empire.

"I dare not!" Chu Feng replied very straightforwardly.

Senior Sister Qin nodded continuously, thinking that one should admit weakness when it is due, and the junior brother was wise to do so.

However, Shangguan Bei let out an exaggerated laugh and shouted loudly for all to hear, "Haha, trash is just trash. Scared even to fight on the platform. What a coward!"

Chu Feng, however, stood up seriously, stepped forward with a swagger and said, "Not so, not so! I’m not a coward. I’m just worried that I’ll defeat you with a single strike!"

All of a sudden, the entire place fell silent, followed by bursts of laughter.

This Chu Feng was really too funny.

Someone without even sword meridians, pretending to be braver than he was, stubbornly holding his ground. To say that he was afraid of defeating Shangguan Bei with a single strike? Was this a joke?

"Bastard!"

"Hurry up and roll up here to die. If you have the capability to kill this young master, I assure you that you will not be held accountable for any of it," Shangguan Bei roared furiously.

Chu Feng walked toward the Asking Sword Platform, unperturbed.

"Junior Brother Chu, don’t go!" Qin Keren hurriedly advised.

"Junior Brother Chu, the enemy is using reverse psychology. Just treat it like farting," Chen Daoqi also loudly advised.

Chu Feng remained unaffected and resolutely stepped onto the Asking Sword Platform.

"Come on, this young master will give you three moves!" With the Great Sword Master Cultivation at the Early Stage, Shangguan Bei was confident enough to look down on Chu Feng.

"Get lost!"

Chu Feng suddenly made his move without even drawing his sword, his figure swift as lightning, he slammed hard into Shangguan Bei.

Bang!

The true essence of the Heavy Sword Technique was imbued in the collision of his elbow and arm.

For some reason, Shangguan Bei felt like he was hit by a wild ox. Without any power to resist, he screamed miserably, tumbling off the stage.

The entire place was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone’s mouth was agape, staring unbelievably at this astonishing scene.

"Impossible, right? Shangguan Bei is our Ten Thousand Sword Sect’s once in a millennium talent. Even the Sect Master personally issued a Sword Intent to focus on nurturing this promising seedling. How could he be so weak?"

"Defeated by a mere ordinary disciple without sword meridians, knocked off the stage with a single strike."

"And moreover, that ordinary disciple hadn’t even drawn his sword... This is just too trashy, too pathetic!"

Elder Yang felt as if someone had publicly slapped him across the face; his cheeks burning hot with shame.

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