174: He must be slapped in the face!

"Oh? You're quite clever. That's actually a good idea." An arrogant voice rang out.

Hearing this, everyone stopped fighting and looked towards the center of the arena.

A young man in a white robe slowly walked onto the arena.

He had a smile on his face, and a strong, arrogant Aura emanated from him, making people afraid to look directly at him.

"It's, it's Senior Brother Lin Tiancheng of Shenfeng Sect! He, he actually came to participate in the Sect Tournament!"

"Oh my god, he's the number one expert of the younger generation in our Zhou Kingdom, with unfathomable strength. This Sect Tournament will probably be his domain!"

"But why did he come to compete this time? Wasn't he already recognized as the number one? He didn't participate in the previous few Sect Tournaments, so why now...?" Someone was puzzled.

"I think the answer should be the reward for this first place. Perhaps he knows many things we don't, like this reward!"

"Hmm, it seems like Chen Xuan of Xuan Yang Sect has no hope in this Sect Tournament!" Some also gloated.

Watching everyone discuss, Chen Xuan also turned his gaze to Lin Tiancheng.

"If your strength isn't enough, you're not worthy of advancing. The circle I drew is to protect them!"

"Then I'll draw one too." Lin Tiancheng glanced at Chen Xuan and drew a circle not far from him.

"Just like him, whoever enters, dies. He might show mercy, but I won't."

"Senior Brother, what about us...?" A Disciple from Shenfeng Sect asked Lin Tiancheng.

"You? Do whatever you want. Chen Xuan is right, if your strength isn't enough, you're not worthy of advancing! Even if I can protect you until the top 32, the later stages are not something you can handle!"

"Yes."

The Disciples of Shenfeng Sect left dejectedly.

Seeing that both of them had drawn circles, many arrogant individuals naturally followed suit, including Zhao Tianming.

As the "protagonist," how could he not have what others had!

...

Soon, small groups appeared on the field, with contestants from the same Sect grouping together.

Then the entire arena became very harmonious, with no more fighting anywhere.

Everyone was in a group. Whichever Sect started fighting first would definitely be at the biggest disadvantage. Even if they defeated another small group, they would suffer heavy losses themselves and be eliminated by others, which was clearly not something they could do.

But if it continued like this, with no one being eliminated, it wouldn't be appropriate. There were only 32 spots. If you didn't fight, you would never advance, and everyone was waiting for others to make the first move.

"Hmm? It's Chen Xuan! Has he recovered his cultivation?" From afar, within the Qingyang Sect's small group, a shocked voice came. This person was Wang Teng.

"It's good that he recovered his cultivation. Since Qin Feng isn't here for this grand competition, then you can avenge Qin Feng's last grudge! Who told you he was his father!" Saying that, he began to instigate his teammates.

"That's not right. I know the chief Great Master of Tiequan Sect. An average Early Stage Golden Core is not his opponent, and Chen Xuan can defeat him with one punch. If we want to take him down, it will be extremely difficult! Even if we do, we'll be ambushed by others!"

His teammates were clearly not foolish.

Just as Wang Teng was about to say more, his teammate suddenly pointed to Zhao Tianming.

"Look at that arrogant kid over there. Although I can't discern his specific cultivation, I just feel like he's very weak and showing off! And as soon as I saw him, I felt an innate dislike, and immediately had a strong urge to blast him off the stage!"

Wang Teng heard this and looked over. He indeed had the same thought.

He even immediately felt a sense of disgust towards Zhao Tianming. He was trash, yet dared to pretend to be a master. He had to go up and mock him a few times; he had to slap him in the face!

"Senior Brother, you're right. That Zhao Tianming from a second-rate Sect seems easier to deal with. A piece of trash, yet he dares to pretend to be something none of us dare to pretend to be! We Senior Brothers must go and slap him in the face!"

The others thought for a moment upon hearing this, and finally nodded. They felt that Wang Teng was right. Since Zhao Tianming wanted to stand out, then let him taste some bitterness, so he would understand that pretending to be a master comes with a price.

As for Chen Xuan, he was a tough nut to crack, and they didn't want to provoke him.

Just like that, the few of them immediately agreed and walked towards Zhao Tianming.

"Kid, you're very arrogant!"

"Even we don't dare to draw circles, yet you, a mere person from a small second-rate Sect, dare to be so arrogant!"

"If you know what's good for you, get off the arena yourself. Don't wait for us to make a move!"

Several Disciples from Qingyang Sect mocked Zhao Tianming.

Zhao Tianming frowned at this. He didn't expect that even if he didn't look for trouble, trouble would come knocking on his door.

However, he was no pushover. He truly didn't put these nobodies in his eyes.

"Scram!"

Zhao Tianming said nothing more, simply spat out one cold word.

"Heh, you really are seeking death!" Seeing Zhao Tianming so unappreciative, Wang Teng and the others immediately flew into a rage and directly attacked.

In an instant, various Martial Skills and Magic Treasures blasted towards Zhao Tianming.

Zhao Tianming saw this, a slight smile played on his lips. He stood still, unmoving, with a calm expression.

"This kid must be scared silly, he even forgot to dodge!"

"Haha, serves him right! This is what happens when you pretend to be a master!"

The Disciples of Qingyang Sect, seeing Zhao Tianming motionless, thought he had been scared silly and immediately burst into laughter.