Chapter 411: Confrontation with Huang Quan Reverend

However, at this critical moment, Lin Yan raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then a somewhat teasing voice slowly floated into the ears of everyone present.

"I surrender……"

When Lin Yan's words "I surrender" were clearly and abruptly heard by everyone present, everyone present seemed to be cast under a spell. They were stunned involuntarily, with surprise on their faces and their thinking was temporarily delayed.

At this moment, Wang Chen, who was in the process of launching a fatal attack with all his strength, couldn't help but pause slightly, with a strong and irrepressible feeling of surprise in his heart.

You should know that since the beginning of the preparations for this Sifang Pavilion Conference, clear rules that cannot be violated have been set. The purpose of the conference is to compete in martial arts, make friends through martial arts, and exchange skills.

Under such a rule framework, if one party voluntarily and frankly admits defeat and indicates that he or she gives up the competition, then the other party, in accordance with the rules and the spirit of martial arts, naturally must not continue to kill and must immediately stop the offensive.

However, Wang Chen's surprise only lasted for a moment. In the blink of an eye, a bloodthirsty light appeared in his eyes, and a disdainful arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Although the conference clearly stipulates that once the opponent admits defeat, the fight cannot continue, in his opinion, there are naturally exceptions.

There were also many bloodshed and injuries in previous conferences. Even if he really killed Lin Yan here, what would happen? He was the chief senior brother of Huangquan Pavilion and the direct disciple of the contemporary Huangquan Venerable, with an extremely noble status.

And this Lin Yan was just a casual cultivator without any sect or school. Even if he killed Lin Yan here, what could a casual cultivator with no background do to him? Who dared to offend Huangquan Pavilion because of these regulations?

When he saw Lin Yan's calm demeanor before, he thought that the other party was hiding some powerful trump card, so he was so fearless.

Who would have thought that in the end Lin Yan's "trump card" was just to surrender, which was really ridiculous.

At this moment, all the worries in his heart had disappeared, and his hands moved faster and faster, with his attack speed increasing by another three times.

The pitch-black palm was about to attack Lin Yan directly, and was about to touch Lin Yan and pierce his chest in one fell swoop. The situation was extremely critical.

The onlookers around who were watching this scene couldn't help but shake their heads. On the one hand, they felt deeply sorry for the passing of a great man, and on the other hand, they felt that Lin Yan's behavior was ridiculous, and that he was too naive to try to escape by admitting defeat, but he didn't expect that Wang Chen had no intention of letting him go.

However, the tragic scene of Lin Yan's sudden death as expected did not appear. And Wang Chen did not feel the familiar touch of his palm piercing his flesh and blood. Everything did not develop as expected.

A beautiful figure in green suddenly appeared between Lin Yan and Wang Chen. Facing the dark palm with a strong bloody aura, the beautiful figure just raised her hand lightly, and then an invisible force of space quickly spread out, directly blocking Wang Chen's devastating blow and bringing it to an abrupt end.

This series of changes happened in just a split second. Before anyone could react, the beautiful figure in green had already waved her hand.

In an instant, Wang Chen's figure was like a kite with a broken string. He was shaken and flew backwards hundreds of meters. He streaked across the square and plowed a deep gully. The scene was shocking.

"It's actually Mu Qingluan from Xingyun Pavilion!"

“Why did Miss Mu Qingluan take action at this time?”

"As expected, Dou Huang and Dou Zong are not at the same level at all. Wang Chen couldn't even survive a single move from Mu Qingluan."

"A Dou Zong strongman is so terrifying!"

When everyone finally saw who the beautiful figure in green was, and when this series of shocking events ended, everyone came to their senses and looked carefully, they saw the face of the beautiful figure in green, and immediately, exclamations of amazement rang out one after another.

Even Feng Qing'er and Tang Ying looked at him in astonishment at this moment. They were puzzled and couldn't understand why Mu Qingluan suddenly took action at such a critical and delicate moment.

After all, in the current complicated situation, although Xingyun Pavilion does not need to be afraid of Huangquan Pavilion due to its rapidly growing foundation and strength, it does not need to give the other party any face.

But as far as everyone knows, Mu Qingluan and Lin Yan seemed to have never had any intersection before, let alone any deep friendship or interest connection.

According to common sense, she had no reason to step in and save Lin Yan at this time. The reason behind this abrupt move was really puzzling.

"Ahem...Mu Qingluan, what do you mean? Are you attracted to this pretty boy?" Wang Chen, who was knocked back by the powerful force, was now spitting blood. He did not bother to wipe it off and struggled to get up from the ground.

At this moment, he was filled with resentment and unwillingness, and he no longer cared about his identity and image. He could only stare at Mu Qingluan with vicious eyes. He didn't know how many times he had cursed Mu Qingluan in his heart. He just felt that her behavior was really incomprehensible and made him lose face in front of everyone.

"Noisy!"

Hearing Wang Chen's nonsense, Mu Qingluan's originally calm and peaceful expression suddenly changed. Her eyebrows slightly frowned, and a hint of displeasure flashed across her face.

She just waved her hand, and a green palm print of fighting spirit instantly formed, and rushed towards Wang Chen with a fierce momentum.

Before Wang Chen could react, the green palm print hit him hard, knocking him off the competition square. He fell so hard that he was unable to get up for a while.

Originally, Mu Qingluan received a secret message from her senior brother before the competition started. Her senior brother specifically asked her to take care of the two guys named Xiao Yan and Lin Yan.

Although she didn't quite understand what her senior brother meant, she didn't think much about it and just made a note of it.

So this time she took action just to help these two people out, and she didn't think about doing anything to Wang Chen at the beginning.

However, as soon as Wang Chen's previous unbearable and slanderous words came out, they instantly angered the well-mannered Mu Qingluan, making her want to attack Wang Chen directly.

In the final analysis, Wang Chen was directly eliminated by Mu Qingluan because of his own words. He provoked Mu Qingluan to get angry and attack him, and ended up in such an embarrassing situation. It was all his own fault.

Mu Qingluan's eyes were cold as she glanced at Wang Chen, who was lying on the ground in a miserable state like a lost dog. Then, she slowly withdrew her hand without any hurry.

She frowned slightly, muttering to herself, "What a brainless idiot! My heart and eyes are full of my senior brother, how can I look down on anyone else?"

"This Wang Chen is a man of few words. He talks nonsense. If these nonsense are accidentally heard by my senior brother, it will cause misunderstandings. At that time, I will have to spend time to explain it to my senior brother. Humph, this Wang Chen deserves to die!"

Then, Mu Qingluan raised her eyebrows slightly, turned around and looked at Lin Yan who was still standing there in a daze. She frowned and said impatiently, "Why are you still standing here in a daze? Since you have already admitted defeat, why don't you leave quickly? Are you waiting to cause more trouble?"

After being scolded by Mu Qingluan, Lin Yan suddenly came back to his senses, raised his hand and scratched his head, but did not hesitate any more, and patted Xiao Yan's shoulder heavily, just as a tacit signal. Then, his figure suddenly flashed and quickly jumped off the competition stage.

In fact, Lin Yan's original plan was to use his best defensive fighting skills to resist Wang Chen's attack. He had full confidence in this move. Once he successfully resisted, he could use the recoil force to exit the ring and escape danger. Although he might be covered in dust and look embarrassed in the process, as long as he was safe and the result was satisfactory, it was enough.

However, Lin Yan did not expect that Miss Mu Qingluan from Xingyun Pavilion would actually take action to block Wang Chen's fatal attack for him.

After coming to his senses and thinking about it for a while, he realized that Mu Qingluan's behavior was most likely due to Xiao Ling's instructions, otherwise why would she intervene for no reason and help him resolve this crisis.

Sitting on the seat, Venerable Huang Quan witnessed the unexpected change in the venue, and his face instantly turned as dark as ink, extremely ugly. He unconsciously clenched his hands into fists, and his fighting spirit overflowed uncontrollably. The strands of fighting spirit seemed to have substance, and even caused tiny cracks to gradually appear on the armrests of the chair.

"Master Xiao Ling," Venerable Huang Quan suppressed his anger, turned his head to look at Xiao Ling, and said through gritted teeth, "Isn't Mu Qingluan from your Xingyun Pavilion too ruthless? Is she deliberately humiliating our Huangquan Pavilion by acting rashly this time?" Although his words were restrained, the suppressed resentment and anger were clearly heard by everyone present.

"Haha, Qingluan, as the eldest sister of Xingyun Pavilion, has always been a rule-abiding person. She cannot tolerate anyone breaking the rules." Xiao Ling said slowly with a faint smile on his face.
"The rules of this competition are there. Since Lin Yan has admitted defeat, according to the rules, Wang Chen from your pavilion should not be able to continue to attack. Wang Chen violated the rules, and Qingluan girl stepped in to stop him. This is just following the rules, which is normal."

Xiao Ling said this in a relaxed and casual tone, not taking Huang Quan Zun's angry words seriously at all, as if Huang Quan Zun's full of anger was just an insignificant breeze to him.

After hearing Xiao Ling's nonchalant response, Venerable Huangquan felt the rage in his chest grow even stronger, as if a raging flame was burning his heart and lungs.

His face was ashen, veins bulged on his forehead, and his clenched fists were so tightly that the knuckles turned a whiteish white from the excessive force. The fighting spirit in his body was like a manic python, surging and twisting wildly, causing the air around him to seem to freeze into ice.

"Xiao Ling, I respect you as an eighth-grade alchemist with a dignified status and a great reputation in this Douqi Continent, but you are protecting your disciples and misinterpreting my intentions. Are you relying on the power of Xingyun Pavilion to look down on others?"

Venerable Huang Quan resisted the urge to unleash his fighting spirit, gritted his teeth, and spoke word by word.

"Young man, don't be too impulsive. Leave some room for improvement so that we can meet again in the future. Do you really want to become an enemy of Huangquan Pavilion and end our friendship for an insignificant person?"

Xiao Ling's expression did not change, the faint smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to be engraved on it, his eyes revealed uninhibited and free and easy, he leaned back slightly, crossed his arms, and said slowly:
"Venerable Huang Quan, you misunderstood me. I was just discussing the matter and following the rules of the conference. If young people are not passionate, can they still be called young people?"

"As for being an enemy of your Huangquan Pavilion, my Xingyun Pavilion has been passed down until now, and when has it ever been afraid of trouble? If you feel that today's matter is not easy to deal with and you must have a fight, my Xingyun Pavilion will accompany you to the end."

Although Xiao Ling's tone was calm, every word he spoke seemed to be wrapped in the power of metal and stone, and landed with a loud sound.

The atmosphere in the field suddenly became tense. Everyone around was silent, their eyes moving back and forth between Venerable Huang Quan and Xiao Ling, as if they wanted to see how this confrontation between the leaders of the two major forces would end.

The heavy and oppressive feeling was like a heavy leaden cloud pressing down on one's head, making one's heart skip a beat unconsciously.

Reverend Huang Quan stared at Xiao Ling's half-smiley face and felt the rage rising in his chest. But every time he wanted to explode completely, his reason was like a rope, tightly strangling his impulsive neck.

The Xingyun Pavilion today is no longer what it used to be. If a conflict really broke out with Xiao Ling here today, the Huangquan Pavilion might be in danger of being wiped out. Although he was angry, he was not a fool and knew what he could do and what he could not do.

"Hmph, for Master Xiao Ling's sake, I'll let today's matter go and not dwell on it." Venerable Huang Quan's face was as gloomy as water, and his words squeezed out from between his teeth, revealing his unwillingness and forbearance. "But in the future, I hope that Xingyun Pavilion will act with more discretion and not push us too far!"

After he finished speaking, Venerable Huang Quan suddenly waved his sleeves, and the powerful fighting spirit wrapped around the unconscious Wang Chen on the ground. His figure instantly turned into a black stream of light, and rushed straight into the sky like an arrow, and disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.

This action clearly shows that Venerable Huangquan no longer wants to stay here any longer and no longer cares about the subsequent progress of the Four-Party Pavilion Conference.

After all, Wang Chen, the contestant from Huangquan Pavilion, has now been eliminated. The future direction of the competition, the ranking competition, the competition for glory and other matters have nothing to do with their Huangquan Pavilion. Staying here will only add to the embarrassment, attract attention and be discussed. It would be better to leave as soon as possible and save some face.

Everyone in the field looked at the light going away, and the tense atmosphere gradually relaxed. However, the lingering fear of the incident in their hearts would not dissipate for a while.

Looking at the black shadow transformed by Huang Quan Zun flying away, Xiao Ling's mouth curled up slightly, outlining a faint smile, and a barely perceptible coldness flashed in his eyes.

After a moment, he calmly withdrew his gaze, and his whole person returned to his usual casual and indifferent self, as if the tense situation just now was just a fleeting episode.

Immediately, Xiao Ling turned his head to look at the Venerable Lei who was not far away from him, with a gentle smile on his face, as if the fierce confrontation just now had never happened. After bowing, he said slowly: "Venerable Lei, what happened just now has disrupted the progress of the competition. I am really rude and disrespectful. I hope you can forgive me."

"Haha, what are you talking about, Master Xiao Ling? This little thing won't cause any trouble at all!" Venerable Lei smiled widely, nodded politely, spoke heartily, and his laughter was full of energy, spreading slowly in the venue.

Ever since Xiao Ling's impressive deterrence when he appeared, Lord Lei's previous little thoughts had long been restrained.

No one knew what he was thinking in his heart, but at least on the surface, he kept his distance from Xiao Ling and did not dare to have the slightest conflict with him.

Beside Xiao Ling, the three women saw that he looked relaxed and didn't take the previous tense situation with Venerable Huang Quan to heart at all. They couldn't help but look at each other, all with puzzled expressions, and cast their eyes on Xiao Ling.

In their past impressions, Xiao Ling was not such a good-tempered person who could easily swallow things.

Before the three of them could open their mouths to ask, the little mink lying in Xiao Ling's arms suddenly raised its head, its round eyes full of indignation, and it bared its teeth and claws, and shouted viciously:
"Xiao Ling, that old man was so arrogant just now. He actually dared to speak to you like that. You can't let him go so easily! Do you need me, Master Diao, to personally help you beat that guy and make him obedient? Let him know how powerful I am!"

It looked as if as long as Xiao Ling nodded, it would immediately chase out and show off its skills.

Xiao Ling nodded gently to the three girls, then reached out his hand and gently rubbed the furry head of the little mink in his arms. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile, and his tone was calm but revealed an unquestionable determination. He said,
"Don't worry, don't you know my temper? Since that guy dared to provoke me, do you really think I would let him go easily and leave him with a good ending? But in front of outsiders, I still have to maintain this image a little. Don't worry, in the near future, that old guy will pay a heavy price for what he did today."

After saying that, a cold light flashed in Xiao Ling's eyes, and a faint deterrent force spread instantly.

It just so happens that I haven't replenished the soul in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner for a while. As one of the four pavilions, Huangquan Pavilion should be a good target. I believe that the harvest at that time will not disappoint me...

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At this moment, the atmosphere in the competition square was a little quiet and a little tense.

Before that, Lin Yan gave up voluntarily after some consideration and left the field; immediately afterwards, Mu Qingluan took strong action and solved the problem of Wang Chen neatly and efficiently.

After this incident, the situation on the field was settled, and there were exactly eight contestants left. And these eight people corresponded to the places that qualified for this competition...

(End of this chapter)