4424 There’s always someone better, someone better.
On the competition stage, Zhuo fanglin was fighting a young man in his twenties. Seeing that Zhuo fangshu was still unwilling to leave the competition stage despite spitting out fresh blood and the wound on his chest that was struck by the spirit beast was so deep that the bone could be seen, the young man’s eyes revealed a sinister look. He formed a few hand seals with both hands and shouted coldly,””Kill him!”
Following his incantation gesture, several rays of light flew out from his hand and enveloped the spirit beast.
“Roar …” The spirit beast let out a furious roar and charged toward Zhuo fanglin. Its sharp claws were shimmering with a silver glow as if they were made of fine steel.
“Stop!” “Go!” Ling Chuxi shouted and flew towards the competition stage like lightning.
It was only now that she could clearly see what kind of spirit beast it was.
The eight-clawed purple owl was one of the ancient beasts. Although it wasn’t as famous as a divine beast, it was born with steel claws that could split the heavens and earth. In addition, it had a brutal nature and its strength wasn’t below the Scarlet Flame Golden Phoenix.
Even though the eight-clawed purple owl in front of him only had four claws and was probably of an impure bloodline just like little fatty, it was still not something that Zhuo fanglin could withstand.
Zhuo fanglin looked like he had already reached the monarch level, but Ling Chuxi could tell that his true cultivation was only at the peak of the monarch level. He was only able to display the might of a monarch level by relying on the powerful defense of the seven injuries technique.
At this moment, Zhuo fanglin was severely injured, and it wasn’t just in one place. If he were to be struck by the eight-clawed purple owl again, even if he didn’t die, his cultivation would be crippled.
With a clear shout, Ling Chuxi had already flown down from the sky and stood in front of Zhuo fanglin.
“Martial uncle Ling!” When he saw that slender and elegant figure, Zhuo fanglin cried out in surprise.
He had been able to hold on until now due to his serious injuries, and it was all because of his willpower. The moment he saw Ling Chuxi, he heaved a long sigh of relief and his legs went soft as he fell to the ground.
“Martial uncle Ling, you’ve returned.” Zi Yin, Ye Xiaoqi, and the others also shouted in surprise and joy, tears glistening in their eyes. Even Chi hanbing and Xie Tong stood up excitedly. Other than excitement, their hearts instantly relaxed at this moment.
The moment the young man who was fighting Zhuo fanglin saw Ling Chuxi, his body trembled violently and his hand that was in the middle of casting a spell also stopped. The eight-clawed purple owl clearly didn’t have a contract with him and was completely under his control. When he cast the spell, the eight-clawed purple owl also stopped.
“So it’s you!” It was only then that Ling Chuxi saw who the young man was. It was situ kuangjian.
Back when they were in the illusory Valley of spiritual herbs, situ kuangjian and Qin shaozhong had colluded to become Ling Chuxi’s enemies. In the end, he had been tricked by Qin shaozhong. Of course, Qin shaozhong did not have a good end either. All the spiritual herbs that he had painstakingly harvested had all ended up in Ling Chuxi’s pocket.
Situ kuangjian was unrepentant and had once again provoked Ling Yichen. He had been beaten up by Ling Chuxi, but in order to give Yichen the chance to take revenge, Ling Chuxi had let him live.
He didn’t expect this guy to be so lucky. He had no idea where he got an eight-clawed purple owl from, but he was actually going up against the ethereal sect in the aristocratic family assessment competition. It was truly a narrow road for enemies.
Seeing Ling Chuxi’s unfriendly gaze, situ kuangjian’s expression was obviously a little stunned. All these years, he had always regarded Qin shaozhong as an idol. However, after meeting Ling Chuxi, he realized that there was always someone better than him. Although his current strength was no longer the same as before, and he had obtained this eight-clawed purple owl, the scene of Ling Chuxi dealing with Qin shaozhong had left an indelible shadow in his heart. He had an almost instinctive fear of Ling Chuxi.
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