Super God Pet Shop

Chapter 1156 Stepping In (Seeking Subscriptions and Monthly Tickets)

"Damn it!"

Tang Jingyu, who had fallen off the arena, was now being helped up by other disciples. Hearing He Buyu and the others' words, his face turned ashen. He hadn't expected to lose, causing his sect to be in such an embarrassing situation.

Tang Jingyu glanced at the young man surnamed Fang on the stage and secretly clenched his fist.

"What, does Qingxue Peak no longer have any disciples capable of fighting?" On the stage, the young man surnamed Fang said calmly.

Upon hearing this, many disciples of Qingxue Peak were enraged and glared at him angrily.

Even the older disciples were somewhat angered, because the other party deliberately omitted the words "newly admitted disciple," making it seem as if they were saying that all the disciples of Qingxue Peak were no good!

"This is outrageous! Senior Brother, let me go!"

A woman shouted angrily and stepped forward to speak.

She was also a novice cultivator of the Immortal Body, and at this moment she was furious, her beautiful face filled with cold anger.

Zhuang Bizhe's expression was also cold, and he remained silent after hearing his junior sister's words.

He knew that even Tang Jingyu had failed, so anyone else who went up would only suffer a crushing defeat.

only……

"Senior Brother, let me do it!"

Another young man stepped forward. He wasn't a cultivator with an immortal body, but a Foundation Establishment disciple, one of the most gifted newcomers among the many beginners. His face was solemn as he said, "Let me test the waters first. Even if we lose, we absolutely cannot be defeated without a fight!"

"That's right, count me in! You're underestimating me!"

The other disciples were also filled with righteous indignation.

Zhuang Bizhe sighed inwardly, glanced at the young man, and nodded, saying, "You're the one. Be careful."

The young man nodded, leaped into the ditch, and then jumped back onto the arena. He said coldly, "I am not a Celestial Body cultivator. Today, I'll test your skills!"

"Please," the young man surnamed Fang said indifferently.

The young man roared and quickly lunged forward, displaying impressive strength and skill. However, just as he approached the young man surnamed Fang, he was blasted away by a palm strike.

The young man retreated to the edge of the arena, gritted his teeth, and charged forward again. But this time, he didn't even get a clear look at the young man surnamed Fang's skills before he was defeated and left the arena.

"Anything else?" The young man surnamed Fang asked, his hands behind his back, looking down at the crowd below the arena.

"I'll do it!"

Before Zhuang Bizhe could give any instructions, the woman who had been shouting earlier leaped onto the stage. Although her face was icy, her personality seemed to be extremely fiery. As soon as she got on the stage, she charged directly at the young man surnamed Fang.

"Woman, humph!" A hint of contempt flashed in the young man's eyes as he easily dodged the woman's attack. Then, in a flash, he transformed into three afterimages and delivered three consecutive palm strikes.

The woman dodged the two palm strikes, but was still hit and immediately coughed up blood and returned home.

"If everyone is at this level, I don't think there's any need to continue," the young man surnamed Fang said calmly.

Zhuang Bizhe's face turned cold, and he narrowed his eyes, saying, "Junior Brother, it's understandable that you're young and impetuous since you've just joined the sect, but I advise you to temper your brilliance. Too much rigidity leads to breaking!"

The young man surnamed Fang's expression changed slightly. He glanced at him but didn't dare to reply for a moment.

Faced with Zhuang Bizhe's oppressive aura, he trembled in fear and could not muster any thought of resistance.

"Senior Brother Zhuang, isn't it a bit much to bully a junior brother like this?" He Buyu's eyes flashed with cold light.

Zhuang Bizhe said indifferently, "As the senior brother, I only teach the junior brother how to conduct himself in the world."

"I, Wangyue Peak, will naturally teach this, so there's no need for Senior Brother Zhuang to trouble himself. Senior Brother Zhuang should teach the junior brothers and sisters of Qingxue Peak first, otherwise, if there's not a single one who can fight, this sparring will be a bit boring," He Buyu said.

Zhuang Bizhe's face was gloomy.

The other immortal cultivators were all furious; they had never been so humiliated since joining the immortal sect.

"Why."

Su Ping sighed and said, "I'll do it."

As he spoke, he walked forward, touched the ground with his toes, and landed on the ring as lightly as a cloud.

"Um?"

Upon seeing Su Ping's figure, Zhuang Bizhe's eyes narrowed. Although Su Ping did not leap out of the deep pit, his unpredictable movement already demonstrated his extraordinary skill.

"That junior brother must have made a mistake. You have to go downstairs first before you can go on stage!"

"Could it be that they couldn't jump up from below?"

"He's not even at the Foundation Establishment stage? How dare he go up like this? Senior Brother Fang is bullying us!"

Some of the new disciples from Wangyue Peak all laughed at them.

On the contrary, the senior disciples and He Buyu remained silent, all of whom could see the extraordinary skills that Su Ping displayed when he went on stage.

"That's interesting."

On the stage, the young man surnamed Fang raised his eyebrows slightly, seemingly unconcerned that Su Ping hadn't jumped out of the pit. He said calmly, "I hope you won't disappoint me like the previous ones..."

"that……"

Su Ping's words interrupted him. He looked around and said, "Why don't you all come at me together? Otherwise, it'll seem like I'm bullying you."

ha?

The entire room fell silent instantly; you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, not only the disciples of Wangyue Peak, but also the disciples of Qingxue Peak, who were all stunned and dumbfounded.

They all doubted that they had heard correctly.

Attack together?

Do you want to die?!

A few seconds later, a fierce roar of anger suddenly erupted from the silence, coming from the disciples of Wangyue Peak.

"Who the hell is this guy?!"

"This is ridiculous! This guy probably can't even climb into a ring, yet he's putting on an act!"

"Where did this idiot come from? Didn't he see what Senior Brother Fang just did, or is he just not able to understand?"

"Senior Brother Fang, give him a good beating!"

Many of the disciples of Wangyue Peak were enraged by Su Ping.

The disciples of Qingxue Peak also had some complaints, but seeing the disciples of Wangyue Peak so angry, they felt a sense of satisfaction. Regardless of winning or losing, at least they felt good to see the other side so angry.

"This guy..." Tang Jingyu couldn't help but shake his head slightly. Although Su Ping's words were very satisfying, it was just a verbal advantage. He didn't believe that Su Ping could surpass him, let alone defeat that young man surnamed Fang.

"You're asking for it, you idiot!" Ma Bai cursed under his breath, still holding a grudge against Su Ping for slapping him earlier.

"Do you know that making such boastful claims will only make you look even more pathetic when you lose?"

The young man surnamed Fang looked coldly at Su Ping and slowly walked towards him. He planned to defeat Su Ping quickly with swift and decisive means. This was the price of boasting.

"This is not boasting, it's the truth," Su Ping said.

He glanced at Mu Xuefeng outside the arena. He had only decided to go up and fight after seeing the anger and displeasure that flashed in her eyes. Otherwise, he would have felt ashamed even if he won against these little guys.

"Hey, why don't you come up here too?" Su Ping said to He Buyu below the stage.

He Buyu was stunned, and the other disciples who had been mocking him were also taken aback, once again stunned by Su Ping's words.

Has this guy really lost his mind?

The disciples of Qingxue Peak were also silent, looking at each other in bewilderment, feeling that Su Ping was more arrogant than they had imagined.

"Junior brother, do you know what you're saying?" He Buyu said, squinting. Regardless of whether Su Ping was mentally challenged or not, insulting him was intolerable.

"I know, that way you'll all lose, and you'll accept it more convincingly," Su Ping said.

He Buyu's forehead veins bulged, and he ignored Su Ping, saying to the young man surnamed Fang, "Let him step down!"

The young man surnamed Fang nodded. He had already come within about ten meters of Su Ping. Suddenly, he sprinted forward, his figure moving as fast as lightning. The ten-meter distance was covered in just half a second. A barrage of fists enveloped Su Ping, displaying even greater power, faster speed, and a more intense killing intent than before!

But the next moment, just as his figure approached within three meters of Su Ping, he was sent flying backward at an even faster speed.

Bang!

He flew straight off the stage and fell to the ground.

This scene was too sudden and beyond everyone's expectations. When the young man surnamed Fang landed, no one had time to react and therefore failed to catch him.

The many Qingxue Peak disciples who had been looking at Su Ping with strange eyes earlier were all staring blankly at him in an instant.

(End of this chapter)