26: I have become the Son of God, haven’t I?

“It can't be eliminated?”

At this moment, Yao Ruoxi’s brows furrowed even tighter.

After she repaired her Meridians, she discovered that her qi and blood had been reduced.

And she also vaguely felt that the speed of her True Qi absorption and flow had slowed down, although it was very slight, it was indeed there.

She was completely at a loss.

Distraught, she inadvertently glanced at Chu Ying and saw several Quasi-Holy Daughters surrounding Chu Ying, laughing and chatting happily.

Yao Ruoxi’s eyes were obscure, and she felt inexplicably annoyed.

“Hmph, someone Yao Ruoxi gave up on, naturally she wouldn’t care for him anymore. What’s wrong with letting others pick him up?”

She regained her spirit, a white dress whiter than snow, standing gracefully in the air of Wu Dou Peak, like a snow lotus standing alone in the world.

“Time is up, the Secret Realm opens.”

After Elder Lu Lin's words fell.

All eighty-one Quasi-Saint Children, including Chu Ying, entered the Wu Dou Secret Realm.

It was a small Cave Heaven, and the situation inside was also projected to the outside, available for everyone to watch.

“It’s starting! It’s starting!”

“It’s truly exciting. Last time, Senior Brother Chu persisted until the second round. Even if he fails this time, he should at least be able to fight for a long time, right?”

Many Disciples rubbed their fists, as if they were the ones about to start a bloody battle.

After surveying the surrounding environment, Chu Ying secretly nodded.

He had been in here once, so it wasn't too unfamiliar.

“Chu Ying, we admit you are very strong. If you didn’t choose to start this battle, the position of First Quasi-Saint Child would be as stable as Mount Tai for you, but you insisted on starting the battle for Sainthood!”

“If you accidentally get crippled, don’t blame us for being ruthless!”

Third Quasi-Saint Child Li Yifeng roared deeply. Since Ye Junfan, Su Yichen, and Xiao Yan were still not in good condition, none of them took the lead.

Instead, they let others dominate.

“Chu Ying, it’s simply wishful thinking to try to sweep us eighty people with your strength alone!”

A certain Fourth Quasi-Saint Child said.

“Exactly! Chu Ying, you’re too arrogant. Isn’t it better for everyone to be peaceful? Why insist on this battle? Don’t end up crippling yourself and losing even the position of First Quasi-Saint Child!”

A certain Fifth Quasi-Saint Child sneered.

Chu Ying watched with interest as these guys attacked him verbally first, intending to shake his Dao Heart.

He scoffed: “I could have been above you all, so why should I be on equal footing with you?”

“The position of First Quasi-Saint Child? Whoever cares about it can go take it!”

“Won’t I just become a Holy Son?”

The fighting spirit of the Quasi-Saint Children surged, and someone shouted, “Why waste words with him? When we beat him until he’s looking for his teeth on the ground, he’ll understand!”

“Kill!”

Eighty Quasi-Saint Children, roughly half were at the Spirit Sea Realm Peak, and half were at the Cave Heaven Realm First Level.

And all of them were Tianjiao with a combat power level above One-Forbidden, capable of fighting across realms.

When this group of people joined forces, their might was truly considerable.

At this moment, all eighty people attacked simultaneously, holding nothing back, unleashing fierce and powerful Moves at will.

Even Ye Junfan directly activated his Holy Body's Eight Heavenly Dragons Secret Treasure, and even though Su Yichen and Xiao Yan were not in good condition, they still fought with all their might.

The scene was grand, with dazzling martial arts intertwining and covering the space, almost submerging Chu Ying.

Seeing this scene, many people couldn't help but change their expressions.

“This is too terrifying, won’t Chu Ying be directly blasted to death?”

A female fan of Chu Ying’s said with a worried expression, “I hope Senior Brother Chu can hold on…”

Within the Tai Xuan Holy Land, Elders and Disciples from the eighteen Holy Peaks, thirty-six Halls, and seventy-two Pavilions were all watching this battle.

Holy Sons and Holy Daughters generally hold equal status, and more often than not, Holy Sons have more prestige and representativeness than Holy Daughters, so the Tai Xuan Holy Land naturally values them.

Furthermore, from a numerical perspective, the selection of Holy Sons is more difficult than that of Holy Daughters.

“Can Chu Ying do it?” Lin Zhixue stared nervously at the screen. If it were her, it would be absolutely impossible to block so many attacks.

This simply couldn't be done.

“The competition for Holy Son is inherently more brutal. If he stands out, he will be able to reign as king in the future.” Ripples gently swayed in Luo Ruyan’s autumn eyes. For some reason, she had confidence in Chu Ying.

“It’s better to have a Holy Son, lest someone’s power grows too great.” Lu Hongyi glanced at Yao Ruoxi in a certain spot, implying something.

Yao Ruoxi was also paying attention to this battle.

“He can’t win.”

The corners of Yao Ruoxi’s mouth curved slightly upward.

Because she knew Chu Ying too well!

He had neither an absolutely strong Physique nor cultivation far surpassing all the Quasi-Saint Children. How could he win?

“I still believe in my choice—” Although Yao Ruoxi was disappointed that Ye Junfan was crushed by Chu Ying, Ye Junfan’s potential and value as an Ancient Sacred Body still made her quite approve of him.

But just as she spoke half her sentence, she suddenly stopped abruptly.

“Courtesy demands reciprocity!”

“Go!”

In the Secret Realm, Chu Ying seemed to be submerged by the attacks of eighty Quasi-Saint Children.

But he immediately activated the Taotie Treasure Technique, absorbing the attack power of these people and transforming it into his own explosive attack!

Seven Emotions Disturbing Desire Fist!

“Puff!”

“Puff!”

The eighty Quasi-Saint Children looked dazed; they didn't understand why Chu Ying was unharmed!

But the overwhelming rain of fist imprints made their hearts tremble with fear, their entire bodies shaking!

No one could block Chu Ying’s martial arts!

Not only was Chu Ying's combat power far superior to theirs, but he also absorbed their attacks and unleashed them back, making it even harder for them to withstand!

Sounds of vomiting blood were incessant, and one by one, the Quasi-Saint Children instantly transformed into streaks of light and were directly teleported out.

Eliminated!

Among them, the most severely injured were Ye Junfan, Su Yichen, and Xiao Yan!

After launching their attacks, the three of them had watched with anticipation as Chu Ying was blasted and eliminated, but they unexpectedly spat out blood, their entire bodies feeling like fragile porcelain about to shatter, the pain unbearable!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Of the eighty Quasi-Saint Children, more than sixty were instantly teleported out!

And the remaining ten or so were also instantly severely injured and dying, but they could barely breathe and were not yet dead, which was why they could still remain in the Secret Realm.

“Not bad, you were able to withstand my first wave of attacks, surpassing everyone else.”

Chu Ying smiled slightly.

But his comments, falling into the ears of these Quasi-Saint Children, were so grating!

Chu Ying’s second wave of attacks followed closely.

The remaining ten or so people were also eliminated and teleported out of the Secret Realm in despair and shock.

At this moment, within the Secret Realm, only Chu Ying remained!

“I, Chu Ying, am the undisputed Holy Son of the Tai Xuan Holy Land.”

“Does anyone object?”

Although Chu Ying was in the Secret Realm, his voice was transmitted out, echoing throughout the vast Tai Xuan Holy Land through the array.

Does anyone object!

Within the Tai Xuan Holy Land, many Disciples looked stunned, unable to speak for a long time.

But after the silence, everyone erupted in excitement.

“Senior Brother Chu's combat power is unparalleled, he powerfully fought one against eighty, a Holy Son should be established!”

“Only Senior Brother Chu is qualified to be the Holy Son!”

“Our Tai Xuan Holy Land finally has a Holy Son!”

…

Eighteen Holy Peaks, Zhuo Peak.

“One man guarding the pass, ten thousand cannot open it; he is enough to become a Holy Son.” A faint sigh came from deep within Zhuo Peak.

“It’s just a pity, he probably isn’t suitable for the cultivation of my Zhuo Peak.”

Eighteen Holy Peaks, Fist Peak.

“This kid is very mysterious, I can’t even tell what martial arts he uses, but it’s fierce and exhilarating, haha!”

“He also practices fist arts. I’ll invite him later to see if he’s willing to join my Fist Peak.”

The hearty laughter of a burly middle-aged man with an incredibly profound aura spread out.