133: C133 Never Compromise!

C133 Never Compromise!

Nie Zhen's performance was too enchanting. Even though his cultivation level was the same, his fighting strength was still far superior to the others.

Nie Zhen left the ring under the cheers of the crowd. At the same time, the battle between No.8 and No.2 had finally ended.

Wu Yanyan looked very excited from the outside. Although he didn't know which person on the stage was Nie Zhen, but according to the logic, the loser would come back. And even now, they still haven't seen Nie Zhen, which means Nie Zhen might be one of the two final contestants.

"Brother Fourth Fire, do you think your brother will still be in the ring …" One of Wu Yanyan's brothers said excitedly.

"They are masked and hiding their identities. I'm not sure, but Nie Zhen still hasn't come out. I'm guessing he's one of the last two …"

"Brother Six-fire, that brother of yours is too strong. Do you know which branch of disciple he is from?"

Aside from Great Sect Master, a few elders of the Duobao Sect would also accept disciples. But for one to have such a clear advantage in strength, there was no need to think about it as someone from the Great Sect Master's faction.

To be so valiant at such a young age, he must be a famous person in the sect in the future. They too, wanted to know Nie Zhen's true identity.

Wu Yanyan could only bitterly smile at this. In fact, he didn't really understand Nie Zhen. He only knew Nie Zhen today, but he was sure that Nie Zhen was the direct disciple of a certain sect head.

Next was another hour of rest. Nie Zhen didn't plan to waste this time, so he found a quiet corner and sat down to cultivate.

However, before long, Nie Zhen's Spiritual Sense suddenly sent out an urgent message. Nie Zhen's heart was not affected at all as he sneered.

In the next moment, four figures around the eighth or ninth level of Earth Stage appeared beside Nie Zhen, surrounding Nie Zhen in the middle.

"My four friends, do you have a name?" Nie Zhen said lightly, but he was pretty sure about it in his heart.

One of them flatly said: "You don't need to worry about who we are. We are just here to tell you that you must participate in the next match, but you are not allowed to win. Do you understand?"

The other person looked at Nie Zhen coldly and said, "As long as you lose, we can return the bet you made later. As long as you know what's good for you, understood?"

These people purposely used their spiritual energy to change their original voices, which sounded a little sharp.

Nie Zhen sneered in his heart. He was really here to threaten him.

At the very last moment of the Subordinate Country competition, there were also people who came to threaten him, and now, there was someone else who also came to threaten him.

Back then in the aristocracy's assessment, Nie Zhen would never lower his head to others, and now, Nie Zhen was the same!

What's more, the opponent's number eight was not his opponent, so how could Nie Zhen stop because of these extras?

Nie Zhen coldly looked at the four and said to them, "Did that Number Eight tell you to come find me?"

"Don't worry about who asked us to come find you. You only need to know that if you give up, everything will be fine. If you refuse to give up, we can make it difficult for you within the Duobao Sect!"

"Hahaha!" Good, good, good. You are indeed domineering! " Nie Zhen laughed loudly, and without any hesitation, he shouted, "Since everyone can make it hard for me, then I'm afraid that I really have to use all of my strength. If I lose in the arena, I will admit that I'm not good at martial arts, and trying to make me admit my defeat through my crooked ways would be wishful thinking!"

At the same time, Nie Zhen released his momentum and made the trees around him rustle.

"This is bad!"

The four of them shouted out, secretly scolding Nie Zhen for being crafty. However, even though they were scolding, they didn't stop and immediately ran away.

This time, they came in shame, but Nie Zhen did not hide anything. If his voice was heard by his peers, then wouldn't they be throwing stones at their own feet?

The four of them were all disciples of Great Sect Master's faction. This time, they had joined together to threaten Nie Zhen because they were determined to suppress him to show off the special position of Great Sect Master's faction.

However, what they did not expect was that Nie Zhen was arrogant and was not threatened by them at all.

Not only that, they had also violated Nie Zhen's great rule.

You want to suppress me? Then he would have to pay the corresponding price!

Seeing the four of them leave, Nie Zhen snorted coldly and walked away.

In the next second, a beautiful figure appeared where he had been standing. It was none other than Soong Dong'er.

Soong Dong'er looked at Nie Zhen's back and muttered, "As I expected … Great Sect Master's faction has come, but I wonder if this new junior will be able to withstand their pressure, or take the initiative to leave? "

Suddenly, a voice called out from behind him, "Junior Martial Sister Song, why are you so interested in admiring this scenery?"

Soong Dong'er did not need to turn her head to know that the source of the voice was none other than the head disciple of Great Sect Master's faction, Qin Wuyan.

Soong Dong'er smiled, "It's nothing. I just sensed something strange in this place, so I came to take a look. It seems that I'm late."

Qin Wuyan confidently said, "There's nothing strange about it. At most, a few disciples come and go."

Soong Dong'er sneered in her heart. With Qin Wuyan's strength, he definitely knew what had happened here before. She looked at Qin Wuyan meaningfully and said to him, "Previously, Senior Brother Qin said that Number Eight would become the champion. Now, it seems that he really has foresight."

"Oh? Why did Junior Song say that? " Qin Wuyan pretended not to know.

Soong Dong'er felt no interest in such false words, so she simply replied with a few words before taking her leave.

Soong Dong'er was sure that those few people just now were all disciples of Great Sect Master's bloodline. The Duobao Sect Five Veins were similar to the Five Great Sects, originally, Great Sect Master's disciples were already stronger than the disciples from other factions, but the disciples from other factions were also competing openly and secretly, so they were unable to form an alliance. Now, they were all crushed by Great Sect Master's faction.

Soong Dong'er had seen too many of these underhanded methods in the past few years.

After Soong Dong'er left, another few disciples appeared behind Qin Wuyan. They were the four disciples that had threatened Nie Zhen just now.

When they saw Qin Wuyan, they all respectfully greeted him, "First Senior Brother."

"Is that Number Six here as well?" Qin Wuyan looked at the four of them and asked. This wasn't what Qin Wuyan wanted, he himself didn't know.

"Well, we warned him." The four disciples nodded in acknowledgement.

"What did he say?" Qin Wuyan's expression looked very natural. It could be seen that although this wasn't something he was willing to do, it still had his tacit approval.

Hearing Qin Wuyan's question, that person said in dissatisfaction, "Humph! This stinking brat is so unyielding in front of us, he's still unwilling to compromise. It seems like he will not give up. "

Qin Wuyan thought for a moment and said in a deep voice, "Don't give up if you don't want to, Old Seven can still defeat him in the arena. Qin Wuyan thought for a moment and then said," Don't give up if you don't want to, Old Seven can still beat him in the arena.

"Yes sir!" The four of them agreed at the same time.

One of them was still unconvinced, "Hmph! My Duobao Sect, Great Sect Master's line, should originally have a transcendent status. The other four branches should, in the end, do the same for Great Sect Master's line, and take a look at the other branches, what right do they have to be on par with our Great Sect Master's line? So what if I say that Soong Dong'er knows about it? "

Qin Wuyan waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright... This sort of thing would normally be fine if we were to privately discuss it with our fellow brothers. After all, it would be disrespectful to be given to us on the stage. "

"Yes sir!"

Qin Wuyan was extremely prestigious amongst the group of brothers. Since he said that, the others naturally would not say anything else.

And two hours quickly passed by. The third round of decisive battles that was the focus of everyone's attention was about to arrive.

"We're finally here. Do you think the champion will be number six or number eight?"

"In my opinion, it should be number six. He's too strong, and he hasn't even used any martial skills yet …"

"Heroes think alike! "I support # 6 as well. He is clearly not on the same level as the others …"

"Number Eight is not weak either. Although he is not as eye-catching as Number Six, when facing his opponent, he is still as calm as ever."

"I also support Number Eight. He's not as ostentatious as Number Six. When the fight comes to an end, using too many gorgeous skills won't be good …"2

"I agree. Normally, a bucket of water wouldn't be full. The sound of half a bucket of water splashing would be heard. I also support number 8!"

"Humph!" "You're just jealous of my strength!"

The surrounding disciples were divided into two sides. One side supported Nie Zhen, while the other supported Great Sect Master's seventh disciple. The duel had not even started yet, but the fight was about to begin.

At this moment, the host announced, "Alright, the finals are about to begin. Now, let's invite number eight to the stage!"

As the host's voice faded, competitor number eight walked onto the stage.

"Number Six, please go on stage!"

Silence reigned as no one went onstage …

The host was puzzled for a moment and then shouted: "Number 6, please get on the stage quickly!"

Still no reply ….

The disciples in the audience were all puzzled. As for participant number eight, the corners of his mouth moved as if he had guessed something.

As for Soong Dong'er who was a part of the core disciples, when she saw this scene, she could only feel helpless in her heart. After all, he was just a rookie. It would be a little difficult for him to withstand such pressure … Moreover, it might be beneficial for him if he doesn't go on stage … "

Even though she said that, Soong Dong'er still hoped that Great Sect Master's faction wouldn't be the one to dominate. She also hoped that someone would be able to withstand the pressure and not bow down to the evil forces.

Qin Wuyan, on the other hand, had an indifferent expression on his face. Deep in his heart, he hoped that Great Sect Master's bloodline would be able to surpass the other factions.

Everyone had their own thoughts, and when the host asked for the third time, a leisurely long howl came from outside the stage.

And Nie Zhen's figure, along with the long whistle, landed on the arena under the astonished gazes of the crowd!

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