The Invincible Supreme Medical God-Chapter 1160 - 611: Arrogant Phoenix (Part 2)

"The first match: Yan Xiaobao versus Shangguan Tianyou!" Apparently due to Yan Xiaobao's comical actions, Ouyang Jie's voice no longer held the cold ruthlessness it had before; in fact, he seemed to sigh.

Shangguan Tianyou raised his head, watching how he was surpassed by Bai Xiaochun in the rankings, his eyes filled with intense brilliance. As he stepped onto the arena floor, a breeze lifted his hair, making him appear more handsome than usual, like a treasured sword that made the eyes of countless disciples sparkle.

Of course, none of the South Shore disciples dared to cheer. After all, Yan Xiaobao was also from the South Shore, and he had many tricks. They were worried that if they cheered for the opponent, he would remember and hold a grudge against them. Therefore, they had no choice but to bite their tongues.

On the other hand, the North Shore did indeed start to cheer for Shangguan Tianyou. In response, Shangguan Tianyou frowned, realizing they weren't truly cheering for him but against Bai Xiaochun. The North Shore would cheer for any opponent of Yan Xiaobao, even if it was a pig. This thought made Shangguan Tianyou even more displeased than before.

Yan Xiaobao cleared his throat and stepped onto the arena floor. Looking at Shangguan Tianyou, he lightly brushed his sleeve and smiled. "Listen, there's no need for all this. All-"

However, before he could finish speaking, Shangguan Tianyou's eyes flashed, and he flicked his fingers. His Flying Sword instantly shot through the air, as fast as lightning. It moved so quickly that it was in front of Yan Xiaobao even before he could react, just inches from him!

He flinched forward, a sense of imminent crisis filling his heart, he shrank back. The wind from the sword rushed over him, cutting off a strand of his hair, which then floated down in front of him.

"When cultivators fight, we seize every opportunity," Shangguan Tianyou said calmly. "Even if you hadn't dodged that sword, it wouldn't have killed you. You're mischievous and naughty, seriously lacking in good family values. Since your parents didn't train you, I think I will step in to give you some education. However, you'd better not use any vile or dangerous methods and disgrace the South Shore." As he spoke, his Flying Sword circled back, floating in front of him.

The North Shore was silent for a moment, then burst into cheers. The South Shore remained silent. To Shangguan Tianyou, they all seemed unhappy, even some who considered themselves fans frowned.

After all, the South Shore disciples generally didn't dislike Yan Xiaobao. Although he was a bit mischievous and naughty, he wasn't over the top. He sometimes made them feel a bit helpless, but they really liked him. The North Shore hated him, but to the South Shore, he represented hope for honor.

Moreover, everyone knew Yan Xiaobao had been on the verge of admission. Clearly, he hoped not to engage in a fierce fight with Shangguan Tianyou, thereby forcing Shangguan Tianyou to use some spiritual power in his final battle with Ghostfang.

Shangguan Tianyou had already realized this, but attacked anyway, and in a despicable way at that. Then he spoke about educating Bai Xiaochun, even humiliating his family. Acts like this made many South Shore disciples very uncomfortable!

Yan Xiaobao knelt there, watching his hair flutter down in front of him. Slowly, his smile faded, and he looked up at Shangguan Tianyou, the word "education" ringing in his ears.

"You're a chosen one, so if you want to look down on me, that's fine. No matter what, I really don't care what others think of me." For some reason, suddenly, Yan Xiaobao seemed a bit different.

"You want to use despicable attacks? That's your business. I practice cultivation so I can live forever. I don't like fighting and killing." He waved his right hand to the side, tossing away the defense talisman. Suddenly, it seemed as if his veins were filled not with blood but with steel.

Among the South Shore audience, Hou Yunfei's eyes sparkled, unable to stop himself from trembling. Suddenly, he was watching Yan Xiaobao, who had saved him from the Luochen Clan.

"But what gives you the right... to step in and educate me for my parents!?!?" Yan Xiaobao's eyes filled with bloodshot veins. His parents had both passed away when he was young, an event that deeply affected him. It was one of the biggest reasons why he started wishing to live forever.

He was generally optimistic, an attitude he intentionally cultivated from a young age. There was no other choice. He had witnessed his parents die of illness. He remembered sitting with their bodies for days, crying, refusing to believe they were gone, even calling out their names. Eventually, the bodies started to decay, and relatives came to bury them. Yan Xiaobao was in a daze, even at one point talking to himself... if a child grew up in such a manner, his entire life would turn dark.

So Yan Xiaobao replaced crying with laughter. He started thinking about the idea of living forever. He would never forget how his parents died; although he missed them, it only made him want to continue living.

He was stubborn and playful, but not excessively so. Many of the things he did were even unintentional. Deep down, he was a good person.

He feared death, appearing outwardly unserious, but when his friends were in danger, he would fight to protect them to the death. If necessary, he might roar in anger and risk his life on the battlefield.

He liked to joke but was also very emotional. Fatty Zhang, Li Qinghou, Hou Yunfei, Du Lingfei, Hou Xiaomei, the Sect Leader, and all the others who treated him kindly were people he would never forget.

"What gives you the right?!" he suddenly moved, so fast that he was immediately in front of Shangguan Tianyou. Shangguan Tianyou's eyes widened, his hair halted, but before he could respond, Yan Xiaobao's fist flashed, gleaming with silver light.

When Shangguan Tianyou's personal shield appeared, a rumbling sound was heard, but it absolutely failed to offer any defense. Yan Xiaobao's fist smashed through the ice like a hammer. Just as it was about to land on Shangguan Tianyou, a small shield appeared, then trembled and was sent to the side. Yan Xiaobao's fist struck Shangguan Tianyou's chest, causing blood to spew from his mouth. Shangguan Tianyou felt as if a massive force hit him, staggering him back ten steps, coughing more blood, his face showing a trace of disbelief.

"Are you really chosen?" Yan Xiaobao asked calmly. He didn't thrust out his chin. He didn't place a solitary hero in the air. Yet, at that moment, everyone watching him felt they were looking at the blazing sun. Gasps could be heard among the South Shore disciples, and the North Shore audience was completely stunned.

Ghostfang's eyes began to shine, and on the balcony, the Sect Leader and others wore very serious expressions.

"Yan Xiaobao!!" Shangguan Tianyou roared. Feeling utterly humiliated, he roared and performed a dual-hand spell. Five Flying Swords appeared, all emitting terrible Sword Qi. Shangguan Tianyou controlled them with his Spirit Sword Body, sending them flying towards Yan Xiaobao.

As the swords blurred into motion, rumbling sounds could be heard, becoming five Sword Dragons, each about 2 meters wide and 30 meters long. As they spiraled through the air, everything shook, even the surface of the arena floor began to crumble. According to the shocking level of energy they displayed, any one sword would be capable of killing an ordinary disciple. Two would certainly take down other elite disciples. As for an elector like Gongsun Yun, three would be enough to force him to yield. But now there were five, filling the entire arena floor with a stunning sword aura.

"I know nothing about sword technique," Yan Xiaobao said calmly. "Nor do I have a Sword Spirit Body. But from what I know... that's not how you use swords!" With that, he flicked his fingers, and the golden Crow Sword appeared, a beam of golden light shooting towards the first of Shangguan Tianyou's swords!

I don't care if you use three swords or five swords, I need only one!

That one sword caused the sky to tremble, transforming into an explosive stream of Sword Qi!

That sword used the weight of light and the weight of weightlessness!

That sword had the support of perfect spiritual power, without the slightest waste!

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