1007: He cursed until he vomited blood

Silence fell around the Arena as many people looked at Ji Wuchang in shock.

They knew exactly how strong Bai Linfei's move was; some among them had even been defeated by it.

But now, Bai Linfei had lost, and he had lost utterly, without even using his strongest technique.

At this moment, the Inner Court Disciples finally realized just how terrifying the person before them was.

Just then, an old man appeared on the Arena like a ghost, a terrifying aura radiating from his body.

When Ji Wuchang saw the old man, his scalp tingled. His body vanished instantly from the spot, retreating into the distance.

The old man ignored him and merely glanced at Bai Linfei. With a wave of his hand, boundless spiritual energy surged into Bai Linfei's body.

Bai Linfei, who had been turned into charcoal, saw his charred skin rapidly fall off under the nourishment of the spiritual energy, and he soon returned to his original appearance.

However, his face was as pale as paper. He looked at Ji Wuchang in the distance, fear visible in his eyes!

He didn't say a word and slunk off the Arena in disgrace!

The old man nodded to Ji Wuchang, and his figure quickly faded away, vanishing without a trace!

Seeing the old man leave, Ji Wuchang couldn't help but sigh in relief. He had held back just now; otherwise, Bai Linfei would have been in a far more wretched state!

"Good! Junior Brother Chai Wudi is indeed powerful!"

A woman's voice rang out from the crowd; it belonged to Zhou Xiaoxiao.

After Zhou Xiaoxiao said this, she immediately felt something was wrong as everyone around her turned to look at her.

Even with her carefree personality, she felt she had said something wrong at this moment.

She hurriedly hid behind Nan Caier, a hint of panic in her eyes.

"Senior Brother Chai Wudi is mighty! Those guys look down on people; they deserve a good lesson!"

Zhang Zhenke spoke loudly, feeling the frustration in his chest finally being vented.

Tian Ming, Xiao Cheng, and the others chimed in one after another. They, who had previously kept their heads low, now held them high.

The faces of the Inner Court Disciples were extremely unsightly. They looked at Ji Wuchang, and a hint of fear couldn't help but surface in their eyes.

Ji Wuchang's gaze was calm as he said indifferently, "The two of you, come up together. Going one by one is too slow!"

"If you don't dare to come up, you just need to shout loudly: 'I am a worthless bastard, a shameless villain, and a spineless coward!'"

"As long as you say that and leave 600 Points behind, you can leave!"

He didn't know who these two were, but both of their cultivation bases were at the first level of the supreme realm.

He looked at the Inner Court Disciples with a cold sneer. In his eyes, these people were all Points!

As soon as he spoke, anger appeared on the faces of the Inner Court Disciples.

If they actually said those words, they wouldn't be able to hold their heads up for the rest of their lives.

The two named by Ji Wuchang turned red and white with rage; they had been among the most vocal earlier.

"You, surnamed Chai, don't push people too far. Leave some room for maneuver so we can meet again in the future!"

One of the men Ji Wuchang had pointed out spoke loudly, his eyes filled with fury.

"What kind of thing are you to be worth me leaving you any room!"

"Weren't you very arrogant just now, saying the top ten of the Outer Court Great Competition were just a ragtag bunch, picking the tallest among the dwarves?"

"What, now that it's your turn, you want to 'leave some room'?"

"Why don't you take a look at yourself in a puddle of your own piss? You look like a decent human, yet you say such shameless things!"

"If you have any backbone left, get up here. If not, just do as I said!"

"It felt great when you were bullying others, but now that it's your turn, you want to try moral kidnapping? See if you're even worthy!"

"Acting like a whore while wanting to erect a chastity arch—don't you find yourselves disgusting?"

Ji Wuchang wouldn't indulge them and directly lashed out.

His words were too lethal. The man who had just spoken trembled with rage, veins bulging all over his body.

With a "pfft," a mouthful of blood sprayed from his mouth. He had been driven to spit blood by Ji Wuchang's words.

It wasn't just him; the group of Inner Court Disciples who had been mocking from around the stage earlier all looked extremely grim.

This was a vicious slap to the face, and it was loud and clear!

"Holy crap, Senior Sister Yu's Junior Brother is so amazing; he actually cursed someone until they spat blood!"

Zhou Xiaoxiao watched this scene in shock. She felt it was truly too exaggerated—to be able to make someone spit blood just by cursing them.

Nan Caier and Yuchi Lingling glanced at each other, completely speechless regarding Zhou Xiaoxiao.

Those words just now were too lethal; if directed at them, they certainly wouldn't have been able to take it either.

A solemn expression appeared on Nan Caier's face. She had originally been skeptical of Ji Wuchang's strength, but now that doubt was completely gone.

In this person, she saw a shadow of Yu Ling, except Yu Ling would never say such things!

Behind the crowd, Zhan Guan and Wengu Wuhua both appeared. They stared at Ji Wuchang on the Arena, cold killing intent in their eyes.

They had just seen the final exchange between him and Bai Linfei, making them realize the terrifying nature of his strength.

The more this was the case, the stronger the killing intent in their hearts became.

"You, surnamed Xiao, your Disciple's tongue is far too poisonous. These people can't back down even if they want to now!"

"However, you have a good eye. In my opinion, he's likely not any weaker than that Prodigy of the Yu Family!"

Zhen Xian spoke to Xiao Xueguang with a smile, envy showing in his eyes.

At their Realm, their perspective and depth of understanding were quite different. They wouldn't fuss over what Ji Wuchang said and cared more about the result.

That he could use words to force those Inner Court Disciples to stay put was a skill in itself.

As for whether he could truly defeat these people, that would depend on his own strength.

Xiao Xueguang chuckled and said, "Old man Zhen, my eye for talent is naturally not bad. Just remember to fulfill your promise later!"

Hearing this, Zhen Xian snorted coldly. "What's the rush, Xiao? It's not over yet. We'll talk after he wins!"

Xiao Xueguang nodded slightly and stopped speaking. He also really wanted to know just how many trump cards Ji Wuchang had!

"Li Ning, Xiao Yuan, you two fight him. I want to see how many he can beat!"

Just then, a cold voice rang out. The speaker was none other than Qiu Yongqiang!

Among the crowd gathered there, Qiu Yongqiang and Zou Zhiming had the highest cultivation bases, both at the second level of the supreme realm.

The two people Qiu Yongqiang named were exactly the two Ji Wuchang had just pointed at.

"Right, since he wants a battle of attrition, we'll satisfy him. It's only 600 Points; we'll see if he has the life to take them!"

Zou Zhiming also spoke coldly, his voice containing boundless fury!

"Yes, there are over a dozen of us here. I don't believe that if we take turns, we won't be able to deal with him!"

Someone else spoke up, their words icy.

As these voices spread, the dozen or so people simultaneously nodded, their gazes fixed coldly on Ji Wuchang.