"Better not provoke him, I’ve heard this person seems to have a Giant Dragon bloodline?"
"I heard he is actually a descendant of the Giant Dragon."
"Regardless of the reason, this guy’s strength is definitely not as simple as it appears on the surface. It’s better not to provoke him, otherwise, we might end up losing our lives."
Initially, many intended to challenge Joshua Long.
However, after this battle, most martial artists gave up on challenging Joshua Long.
After all, while the qualification for the White Tiger Summit is important, one’s life is even more so.
If a person dies, then everything is gone.
Joshua Long looked on, satisfied with the scene, and sat cross-legged there, continuing to wait for challengers.
He believed not everyone was scared off by him, and surely, strong enough contenders who could battle him would appear, then he would truly test his strength.
On the viewing platform, an unremarkable young man suddenly showed a bit of a smile.
This person was, of course, Ling Xiao.
In fact, he had already arrived at the arena long ago, but seeing Prince Wu and some Sky Demon Sect experts hidden in the dark, he did not reveal his true identity.
If his identity were exposed, the result might be that he would lose his life.
Even if he could survive, he probably wouldn’t be able to participate in the White Tiger Summit.
"Damn, Sky Demon Sect, Prince Wu, just you wait, once I come out of the Land of Ten Thousand Thunderbolts, I’ll destroy you and let you know the fate of offending this little master."
He gritted his teeth and then looked at Joshua Long.
The talent of the Dragon Clan is truly terrifying.
Even with his Tyrant Sky Martial Spirit and various resources, he barely surpassed Joshua Long by just one realm.
Of course, even if Joshua Long advanced to the Yin-Yang Realm Level 11, he couldn’t be his opponent.
However, the Dragon Clan’s cultivation talent is truly formidable, no wonder in the Ancient Era, even the King of People would feel greatly troubled by them.
Ling Xiao felt very fortunate that Joshua Long was on his side and not an enemy. Otherwise, he would indeed have a headache.
He glanced at the martial artists around, about a hundred young experts under the age of thirty had come to challenge this time, all were above the Yin-Yang Realm Seventh Layer in cultivation.
Among them were those who had suddenly found fortune and broken through recently.
These people were originally suppressed by the Heavenly Sea Seven Little Saints, but now they could finally hold their heads high.
"Big brother, aren’t you going to challenge?"
Red Moon asked Ling Xiao with a smile.
"No rush, let’s watch the excitement first, the true experts always appear last."
Ling Xiao smiled back.
He didn’t want to overexpose his strength, so he would hold back his hand as late as possible.
However, he did something very interesting.
He used soul transmission to tell Dan Feng, Leng Mei, Fengming Lian, Ji Luoyu, Mo Yu, and Zhu Shaocong to go up and challenge, becoming the arena masters.
And the challengers would be the Heavenly Sea Seven Little Saints, except for Little Dot.
The reason for not challenging Little Dot was because Ling Xiao sensed an evil and powerful aura from Little Dot’s body that the six could not contend with.
Even the Four Heroes of the Heavenly Sea might not be Little Dot’s match.
Therefore, he avoided this person.
Among the remaining six, the strongest was Shui Shen Zi, but he was only at the peak of the Yin-Yang Realm Level 10.
Dan Feng could definitely win against him.
The other five, including the three remaining Beasts of the Tianhai Holy Institution, as well as Ghost Hand Laojiu were all Yin-Yang Realm Level 9 martial artists.
Another one was a substitute for Shaw Little Monster, also a Yin-Yang Realm Level 9 martial artist.
Challenging these five, Leng Mei was confident of victory, though another might struggle, they should also win.
Now, the cultivation of these six had ascended to a terrifying realm.
Dan Feng was at the pinnacle of the Yin-Yang Realm Level 12.
Leng Mei was at the intermediate stage of the Yin-Yang Realm Level 10.
Fengming Lian and Ji Luoyu both reached the peak of the Yin-Yang Realm Level 9.
Mo Yu and Zhu Shaocong were relatively weaker, only reaching the peak of the Yin-Yang Realm Level 8.
But it must be mentioned, after absorbing the Soul Fire from the Soul Temple and refining their bodies with Magic Crystal Liquid,
Even Mo Yu and Zhu Shaocong could challenge those higher levels.
Even if it was just one level higher, they were much stronger than before.
Ling Xiao had not spent all that effort and time in vain.
As soon as these six stood on stage, one by one, Tianhai Empire’s martial artists were dumbfounded.
Did this small country of the Heavenly Dynasty really plan to challenge Tianhai Empire’s Heavenly Sea Seven Little Saints?
They were truly taking themselves too seriously, weren’t they?
However, Ling Xiao only gave a cold smile; he was too familiar with the strength of these six after so much effort.
They would undeniably make Tianhai Empire’s martial artists thoroughly lose face.
In Tianhai Empire, most martial artists under thirty weren’t even a match for the Heavenly Sea Seven Little Saints.
If they could even defeat the Heavenly Sea Seven Little Saints, then that would definitely be a huge slap in the face for Tianhai Empire.
This was exactly Ling Xiao’s intention.
Before coming here, he had received the news that Tianhai Empire had shamelessly seized the five slots of their Dragon and Phoenix Continent.
In that case, there’s nothing more to say -- you’re not giving us five slots, so we will seize even more slots.
The six attacked almost simultaneously.
Though the battles ended at different times, the outcomes were the same.
Of the Heavenly Sea Seven Little Saints, all were defeated and kicked off the stage, except for Little Dot.
Thus, of the eleven arenas, seven were occupied by martial artists of Tianhai Empire, and one was dominated by Liu Lian, who was also considered on Ling Xiao’s side.
The remaining three stages were occupied by Prince White Horse, a woman in black, and Little Dot.
This scene caused countless Tianhai Empire martial artists to be ashamed.
Next, a wave of challenges arose; martial artists of Tianhai Empire attempted to overthrow the seven arena masters from the Heavenly Dynasty Empire.
However, the challenge only lasted for this wave, as martial artists of the Heavenly Dynasty Empire deployed thunderous tactics.
Although they spared the lives of their opponents, they gave enough lessons.
So that no one dared to come forward anymore. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝕟𝕖𝕥
For a time, challenges almost ceased.
Prince Wu’s face became extremely somber seeing this scene. He absolutely could not allow this situation to continue.
"Have the Crocodile Demon Guard take action."
He gritted his teeth and looked at Prince Ethan Yun beside him.
Originally, the Crocodile Demon Guard was the strongest army of Tianhai Empire, its genius martial artists were ready to sacrifice personal glory for the royal family.
Originally, they weren’t even planning on participating in this White Tiger Summit.
But now that the candidate slots for the White Tiger Summit were seized by heavenly dynasty empire martial artists, how could Prince Wu stand it?
"Big brother, the Crocodile Demon Guard should not be moved lightly. It’s the cornerstone of Tianhai Empire, only the King can mobilize it, not even His Highness the Crown Prince can."
Prince Ethan Yun sighed and said, "I think instead of letting them take action, it would be better to simply increase the slots for Zhengyi Sect.
Originally there were dozens of slots, now it’s reduced to only ten per empire. I fear even the Four Great Empires are not convinced by this."