Having a disciple spar with him and even saying not to be too harsh—this was naked contempt!

Golden Dragon Gate’s Sect Leader Cui said angrily, “Jun Changxiao, you…”

“Don’t waste words.”

Jun Changxiao interrupted, “Defeat my disciple, and this Seat will immediately take down the storefront and return to the Iron Bones Clanging Sect, never again coming down the mountain to recruit disciples.”

The Tiger Roar Sect’s sect leader leaned over and whispered, “Sect Leader Cui, since this guy is so arrogant, for the sake of the Hundred Sects Alliance, what’s wrong with going on stage to battle his disciple?”

Damn!

Easy for you to say!

I’m a dignified sect leader sparring with a sect disciple—even if I win, there’s no glory in it!

Sect Leader Cui didn’t actually fear Xiao Zuiji, but rather because of their status difference, what would it mean for him to spar with him?

“For the Hundred Sects Alliance, please fight, Sect Leader Cui.”

“That guy is too arrogant—teach his disciple a lesson and vent our frustration!”

“So many people are watching. Can Sect Leader Cui tolerate this?”

The sect leaders from various sects urged him.

People!

They fear being put on a pedestal.

Unable to withstand it, Sect Leader Cui compromised, “Fine, Cui will experience the strength of this Sect Competition champion.”

He spoke the words “Sect Competition champion” especially loudly.

This was to tell the watching martial artists that the opponent wasn’t an ordinary disciple—don’t think he was bullying the weak.

“Please.”

Sect Leader Cui and Xiao Zuiji stood on the sparring platform.

A sect leader versus a sect disciple—this kind of battle with such a disparity in status and position was rare, and everyone began discussing it.

“I heard that Sect Leader Cui recently entered the third rank Wushi realm. Although Xiao Zuiji won the Competition championship, he surely can’t match up.”

“Sect Leader Jun can battle Alliance Leader Qin—why doesn’t he fight himself?”

“If he loses, he returns to the sect and never comes down the mountain to recruit disciples again. What confidence he must have in his disciple.”

Bang! Bang! Bang!

On the sparring platform, the two had already started fighting.

The discussing martial artists all looked over, their gazes gradually becoming dull, and they understood why Sect Leader Jun didn’t fight himself.

Because the sect disciple was sufficient for the task. After the battle began, a pair of fists madly pummeled Sect Leader Cui, beating him until he could only defend, could only continuously retreat.

“BANG—”

Before long, a muffled fist sound rang out.

Sect Leader Cui magnificently flew off the platform, heavily crashed to the ground, and immediately passed out on the spot.

“Hiss!”

Everyone gasped.

The sect leaders from the Hundred Sects Alliance widened their eyes.

Sect Leader Cui, who had reached third rank Wushi, was sent flying and beaten unconscious by that guy—this was too terrifying!

Xiao Zuiji stood on the platform, shaking his head helplessly.

His attacks didn’t even count as a warm-up, yet that guy couldn’t withstand them.

Jun Changxiao said indifferently, “Garbage.”

Everyone fell silent.

When even a single disciple could beat a third rank Wushi unconscious, what more could be said?

Jun Changxiao’s gaze swept over, landing on the faces of the sect leaders, saying indifferently, “This garbage I speak of includes all of you present.”

As soon as these words came out, they immediately provoked collective anger.

“Not convinced?”

Jun Changxiao pointed at the platform, saying, “You can continue going on stage to battle my disciple. Same old rule—beat him, and this Seat returns to the mountain, never again coming down to recruit disciples.”

“I’ll go!”

The Tiger Roar Sect’s sect leader stepped forward onto the platform.

Xiao Zuiji could see that this guy harbored deep hatred toward the Sect Leader.

So when the sparring began, he became serious, immediately beating him until he spun in circles on the platform.

“Thud!”

In the end, the Tiger Roar Sect’s sect leader, who had been on stage for less than two minutes, was beaten down off the platform by a violent storm of fists, also falling unconscious.

From his injuries, it was worse than Sect Leader Cui’s!

“Continue, continue.”

Jun Changxiao said, “This Seat permits you garbage to use wheel tactics against my disciple!”

These words were truly arrogant!

Hearing him say this, the Alliance leaders immediately lost all hesitation, going on stage one after another, getting beaten off stage one after another.

Thirty minutes later.

The sect leaders knocked down by Xiao Zuiji numbered ten people, averaging one every three minutes.

All the watching martial artists widened their eyes and opened their mouths.

Those going on stage weren’t disciples—they were sect leaders!

Usually, which one wasn’t high and mighty? Now they were being beaten unconscious by an Iron Bones Clanging Sect disciple—something they’d never even dreamed of!

What made them even more shocked was this:

After experiencing ten battles, Xiao Zuiji stood proudly on the platform without even a bead of sweat on his forehead.

What did this indicate?

It indicated he wasn’t tired at all!

In the Wutu realm, yet this terrifyingly powerful!

Xiao Zuiji’s dominance thoroughly shocked the martial artists of Liyang City, and also shocked City Lord Ao who was watching from a distant high platform.

In that moment, he finally truly understood why the other party could win the Heyang Commandery Sect Competition!

With this kind of strength to beat Wushi until they couldn’t take care of themselves, even participating in higher-level competitions, he could easily win the championship!

The Iron Bones Clanging Sect was not simple, not simple at all!

City Lord Ao was extremely glad that he hadn’t refused Jun Changxiao’s request to recruit disciples in the city earlier. Otherwise, it would be equivalent to standing on the Hundred Sects Alliance’s side and offending him.

He governed Liyang City and was considered a local power, but not a sect, so there was no need to offend an Iron Bones Clanging Sect with unlimited potential.

“Is there anyone else who wants to come up and battle me?”

Xiao Zuiji stood on the platform, proudly clasping his hands behind his back.

In the city where he once lived, defeating a group of sect leaders before countless martial artists made him regain the feeling of unlimited glory.

This was also why Jun Changxiao brought Xiao Zuiji to Liyang City, rather than bringing Li Qingyang or Ye Xingchen.

My precious disciple.

Liyang City is the place you’re most familiar with.

You once lost the dignity and honor of a martial cultivator here. Today, take it all back in this very place!

He took it back.

And far exceeded it!

Xiao Zuiji’s savage beating of ten sect leaders brought an extremely intense shock.

That man has returned!

The martial artists of Liyang City finally accepted the truth, finally understanding that winning the Sect Competition championship before wasn’t because fellow sect members let him win!

Who was most angry? Who was most furious?

The Xiao Family!

The family’s higher-ups stood far away on a teahouse, watching the waste who had been expelled. In the posture of a strong person, he looked down at the Alliance sect leaders below the platform, expressions on their faces as ugly as if they’d eaten excrement.

Right at this moment, Xiao Zuiji turned his head, his gaze piercing through the bustling streets and locking onto the teahouse, meeting the eyes of the Grand Elder standing before the third-floor window.

This distance was quite far.

But time seemed to freeze for a moment.

After a brief pause, the corners of Xiao Zuiji’s mouth lifted in a smile, as if telling the Grand Elder, telling everyone in the Xiao Family—

I, Xiao Zuiji, disciple of the Iron Bones Clanging Sect, have returned.

“Crack.”

The Grand Elder clenched both fists tightly, his gaze containing both killing intent and fury.

He knew that when news of Xiao Zuiji crushing ten sect leaders spread throughout the city, the family would once again endure unbridled mockery.

Regret, such regret!

What the Grand Elder regretted wasn’t expelling Xiao Zuiji from the family.

What he regretted was that he should have slapped this waste to death back then, rather than allowing him to now repeatedly, again and again, slap the family’s face with his strength in Liyang City!

“Old dog.”

Following his disciple’s gaze toward the teahouse and seeing the Xiao Family’s higher-ups, Jun Changxiao murmured indifferently, “If you dare harbor evil intentions toward my disciple again, even if you’re one of the Four Great Surnames of the web novel world, this Seat dares to annihilate you.”