356: Chapter 356 If I don't fight, how will I let them know how powerful my cultivation technique is?
Leng Ningshuang raised an eyebrow slightly, a flash of surprise crossing her eyes.
Zhao Yan's eyes lit up. He stood up abruptly and grinned, saying, "Sect Master, are you planning to fight us?"
Ning Caihe did not speak, but his grip on his sword tightened, and a hint of Battle Intent flashed in his eyes.
Qingyan blinked, looking somewhat bewildered, her small face filled with confusion.
"Sect Master, you want to fight Senior Sister Leng and the others?" a Disciple asked in surprise. "They have all reached the Nascent Soul stage!"
"That's right! Senior Sister Leng is at the third level of Nascent Soul, Senior Brother Zhao and Senior Brother Ning have also reached Nascent Soul, and Junior Sister Qingyan is at Golden Core Peak! Sect Master, you're going to fight all four of them alone?"
"Is... is that really possible?"
The Disciples whispered among themselves, their faces full of disbelief and worry.
Xu Ruyu smiled, a touch of mischief and a hint of nostalgia in his expression. "So what if they are Nascent Soul? Half a month ago, when they were still at Golden Core and Foundation Establishment, I beat all four of them to the ground by myself."
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire crowd erupted in an uproar!
"What? Sect Master, you fought all four by yourself? And you beat them all to the ground?"
"Senior Sister Leng and the others? Back then, Senior Sister Leng was already at Golden Core Peak! Senior Brother Zhao was at the Late Stage of Foundation Establishment, Senior Brother Ning was at Foundation Establishment Perfection, and Junior Sister Qingyan was at the Peak of Foundation Establishment! The four of them joined forces, and they were beaten to the ground by the Sect Master alone?"
"Sect Master, aren't you at the Qi Refinement Stage? How is that possible?"
"Are you lying? How could Golden Core Peak plus three Foundation Establishment cultivators lose to someone at the Qi Refinement Stage?"
The Disciples were in an uproar, chattering away, their faces filled with disbelief.
Some even looked at Leng Ningshuang, hoping to find an answer on her face.
Leng Ningshuang nodded expressionlessly and said calmly, "The Sect Master speaks the truth. That day on Wangyue Peak, the four of us joined forces, and we were indeed... beaten by the Sect Master without any ability to fight back."
Her tone was calm, but when she said the words "without any ability to fight back," a trace of complexity flashed in her eyes.
That was the most crushing defeat she had suffered since she started cultivation, and it was also the time that completely changed her view of Xu Ruyu.
Zhao Yan scratched his head and laughed awkwardly, "Well... that's true. That day on Wangyue Peak, the four of us joined forces and were beaten black and blue by the Sect Master. When I threw my punch, the Sect Master just flicked his hand and deflected it, nearly spraining my waist."
Ning Caihe rarely spoke, but he said four words: "I am completely convinced."
His hand gripping his sword tightened slightly; clearly, that memory was not a pleasant one.
Qingyan blushed and whispered, "Sect Master Brother is very powerful... That day, before I even had a chance to attack, he just glanced at me, and I didn't dare to move..."
At this, the Disciples were completely shocked!
Leng Ningshuang admitted it herself, Zhao Yan admitted it himself, and Ning Caihe and Qingyan did not refute it—what did this mean? It meant that what the Sect Master said was true!
Someone at the Qi Refinement Stage could actually defeat the combined forces of four Golden Core and Foundation Establishment cultivators? What... what kind of monster-level talent was this?
Xu Ruyu watched their shocked expressions and smiled. "What, you don't believe me? Then today, I'll fight another round to show you."
He turned to Leng Ningshuang and the other three, a flash of Battle Intent in his eyes. "How about it? Do you dare to fight another round?"
Zhao Yan was the first to jump up, laughing loudly. "Fight! Of course we'll fight! I lost so frustratingly last time, but now that I've reached the Nascent Soul stage, I must regain my dignity! Sect Master, don't blame me for not holding back!"
Ning Caihe stood up silently and gripped his sword tightly. The blade trembled slightly, emitting a clear, resonant hum—the sword was excited.
Leng Ningshuang also stood up, a cold aura circulating around her, and a thin layer of frost began to form beneath her feet. She looked at Xu Ruyu and said calmly, "Since the Sect Master is interested, we shall accompany you. However, this time, we will not hold back."
Qingyan hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Sect Master Brother, does Qingyan have to fight too? I'm afraid... I'm afraid of hurting you..."
Xu Ruyu looked at her pitiful expression and couldn't help but laugh. "Of course you have to fight. However, you can't beat me alone, so you'd better go together with them."
Qingyan bit her lip, nodded, and a flash of stubbornness crossed her eyes.
She clenched her small fists, and a faint pink light emanated from her body—the Dao of Compassionate Love Cultivation Technique was in motion.
Yue Ling watched from the side, pulling on Xu Ruyu's sleeve with some concern. "Ruyu, the three of them are all at the Nascent Soul stage now, and there's another at Golden Core Peak. Are you... aren't you taking too big a risk by yourself?"
Xu Ruyu patted her hand and smiled. "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. Besides, if we don't have this fight, how will they see the power of the Qi Induction and Micro-Movement Art?"
Yue Ling wanted to say more, but meeting his confident gaze, she finally nodded and whispered, "Then be careful."
Taihao Clan was hugging a wine jar, watching this scene with great interest, muttering, "Interesting, a Qi Refinement Stage cultivator fighting four Nascent Soul cultivators? I'd like to see how you fight. If you lose, don't blame me for not warning you."
Xu Ruyu looked back at her and smiled. "Senior Taihao, just wait and watch the show."
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