"Kid, you are acting way too arrogant."

People one after another appeared.

These people were the elites of their Hall, each of them experts amongst all experts.

For a brief moment...

Maxwell had angered the whole Gold Immortal Sect.

A piece of trash with a crippled body dares to be arrogant to this point? And he’s doing this right inside their immortal sect? How can these elite disciples of the immortal sect stand it?

Suddenly...

The crowd in the martial training field yelled out in unison: "Destroy him!"

"A mere country bumpkin is trying to show off his powers in our Gold Immortal Sect? All my seniors, you must demonstrate your prestige for him to see. He needs to know how high the heavens are and how immense the earth is. Let him see the true powers of our Gold Immortal Sect!"

Many people were annoyed.

Maxwell had struck a nerve and angered them all.

Looking at all the disciples who seemed to be facing off at the same enemy, Maxwell started smiling excitedly. His expression was still overbearingly arrogant as he coldly said, "Did I anger the crowd? Every one of you isn’t happy with me, huh? Well, I’m also pissed off at you guys."

"I would really like to see if there’s anyone inside the Gold Immortal Sect that’s capable of stopping me."

Immediately after...

Maxwell’s gaze turned gloomy as he stared at Venerable Bjorn and asked, "Grand Elder, are you sure you’re sending out these people for the challenge?"

Venerable Bjorn swept his gaze past these people and recalled that he knew a bit about each of them. Although these people were outer sect disciples, he knew they were all talented individuals with strong inherited bloodlines. And the accomplishments in their techniques have all reached a very high level.

Elder Thomas faintly nodded and whispered, "Senior brother, I doubt he can beat them all by himself. His alchemy abilities are rather strong, so his forging abilities can’t be as powerful as well. There are also engraving arrays and healing techniques, so I refuse to believe this kid is that capable at everything. As long as he loses in one of those subjects, we can kick him off the mountain so that he doesn’t stay in our immortal sect for a minute longer. In case junior William is unable to give a proper explanation and the Atlas Immortal Sect comes for a punitive expedition, our Gold Immortal Sect will suffer a huge disaster with him still around."

Venerable Bjorn’s expression became stern as he nodded. He then said, "We’ll send them out for the challenge. Maxwell, this will be your last chance. If you happen to lose in any subject, you shall immediately leave our mountain. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being impolite towards you."

His thoughts were the same as Elder Thomas’s.

Maxwell’s alchemy technique was really strong. If this had been revealed to them any other time, he would most likely have allowed Maxwell to stay.

But...

Maxwell had provoked the huge behemoth, the Atlas Immortal Sect. He was a plague, a walking time bomb that could go off at any second. The Gold Immortal Sect cannot afford this trouble, and couldn’t offend the Atlas Immortal Sect for a disciple that seems to be a bit strong in alchemy.

Moreover...

Maxwell was a martial artist with a crippled body!

Maxwell narrowed his eyes and coldly sneered. "Since Grand Elder said it out loud, naturally, I have no other paths to retreat to. We’ll do it according to what you’ve said, and they can go ahead and start first."

There was no hesitation.

Let’s do this if you’re unhappy about it!

Maxwell had never feared anyone or anything. It was the same when he faced Gareth, Devil Monarch Skysoul, and the Atlas Immortal Sect’s envoy. If you piss me off, then I’m sorry, I shall return it right back and piss you off even more!"

Maxwell was currently very annoyed.

He was currently suppressing a raging fire.

He originally thought everything would work out as long as he endured a bit, but he never imagined these people would continue to make him jump through hoops.

Since this was how things were playing out...

How can I not fiercely slap them a few times?!

Venerable Bjorn asked seriously: "Are you sure you want them all to start at the same time?"

Maxwell replied with arrogance: "Stop wasting time and have them start. I’m getting quite hungry right now."

Venerable Bjorn’s expression faintly changed before shouting, "You all heard him! Maxwell isn’t putting you in his eyes. You are all currently representing the Gold Immortal Sect and cannot bring disgrace to us. Bring out your greatest strength! As long as any one of you beats him, you will immediately be promoted to becoming an inner sect disciple!"

Those disciples cupped their fists and said in unison: "We will not let Grand Elder down."

Immediately after...

They didn’t continue speaking and returned to their places.

The entire training field started boiling in excitement.

"Hahaha... This kid is challenging all the most talented outer sect disciples at once. Let’s see how this kid is going to die."

"Forging Hall’s senior Lewis has already reached the peak of a rank 9 Forger. He’s just a tiny little bit away from becoming a Forging Grandmaster. And all the upgrade weapons he forges usually reach the peak of grade 9."

"Array Hall’s senior Henry is even more awesome. His ancestors used to do business with the Gnome race and have gained their techniques in engraving arrays, making his array techniques quite powerful. How many people in our world are strong in arrays? Most likely, this kid has never even seen an array in his life."

"There’s also senior Darren from the Taming Hall..."

"..."

Sounds of chatter and discussions were heard.

Every outer sect disciple was excited when these seniors of theirs came forward for the challenge.

Viktor was standing off to the side and looking at Maxwell. He then sent a sound transmission: "Little brother, why are you torturing yourself over this? Just let it go so that you won’t lose the challenge. You’ll be kicked off the mountain once you lose, and I’m afraid people might scheme against you afterwards."

Maxwell faintly smiled at Viktor and said, "Don’t worry, Elder, I will win."

Immediately after...

He walked in front of Nelson from the Healing Hall and said, "We don’t need a test subject because we already have the best one present. Just then, the bones in his hand were shattered by me, so can you heal him?"

Nelson smiled smugly and said, "Give me two hours, and I can have him recover to his peak."

"Two hours?"

Maxwell scoffed in disdain and said, "Then you can go off to the side and take a break."

Right after...

Maxwell glanced at William, who was still pale in pain, before casting his Healing Art.

A holy white light wrapped around William’s arms, and his shattered bones started recovering at alarming speeds.

As the pain lessened, William’s countenance started turning rosier.

In just a few blinks of an eye...

His hand had completely recovered!

The crowd was flabbergasted while Nelson had a really ugly look on his face. When he looked at Maxwell, it was like he had seen a ghost.

William’s expression turned cold before shouting, "Damn trash! Don’t think I will let you off just because you healed me! You just wait for me..."

Before he could finish speaking...

Maxwell’s knife-hand strike chopped down once again. "I never said I was going to heal you. I just wanted you to be my lab rat."

"Agghhh...!"

Another wail like a pig being slaughtered. William rolled around on the ground in pain and no longer showed any arrogant expression on his face. He actually didn’t dare to look at Maxwell anymore and shouted: "Senior Nelson! Save me! Save me!"

Nelson was dragging his feet.

Once he reveals his healing abilities, it will instantly show the gap between himself and Maxwell.

This kind of feeling was really unpleasant.

However...

Maxwell didn’t even look at the others and walked right up to Darren, who was the expert at engraving arrays. He softly asked: "Do you know how to engrave the Dragon Execution Array?"

Darren was dumbstruck.

How would he know how to engrave the Gnome race’s secret array that isn’t passed on to any outsiders?

However...

Maxwell’s hands started forming seals at incredible speeds. In just a mere ten seconds, he was able to create a mini Dragon Execution Array. His right hand slapped down as he shouted: "Ancient gateway, open for me!"