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Chen Changsheng's voice was not loud, but everyone present was a cultivator with keen senses. Moreover, many disciples of the Falling Moon Sect were watching the expressions of the two elders of the Moon Slaying Gate, so they heard him clearly.

As soon as these words came out, they instantly caused a commotion.

"What did he say? He wants to personally experience the profound foundation of the Falling Moon Sect's Dao techniques?"

"The elders of the Moon Slaying Gate want to compete with us in Dao techniques?"

"Is he joking? Does he think he's a Golden Core expert? At most, he's just a Foundation Establishment cultivator. Any outer sect disciple of ours can easily handle him."

The Falling Moon Sect disciples chuckled in low voices, their eyes full of ridicule and disdain, thinking that Chen Changsheng's brain was broken.

The three elders on the high platform also looked over. Although they hid their emotions well, one could still capture a hint of intriguing gazes.

"Brother Chen, what are you doing?"

Wang Lu's face was anxious, and he transmitted his voice with true energy: "Why didn't you discuss this matter with me? Actually, bringing the Moon Slaying Gate disciples here is only to temper their state of mind. Ranking is not important…"

He understood that Chen Changsheng wanted to win some honor for the Moon Slaying Gate.

Winning would certainly vent some anger, but if they lost, the entire Moon Slaying Gate would become a laughingstock, especially Chen Changsheng himself, who would be subjected to spurning and scolding.

Too impulsive!

It's just a few words of humiliation. The Moon Slaying Gate has always come this way, it is a necessary path for every disciple…

"Brother Wang, once you get used to kneeling, you can't stand up anymore."

Chen Changsheng's true energy transmission was like a thunderbolt that exploded in Wang Lu's mind.

His eyes were dull, and a turbulent wave arose in his heart.

Since when did participating in the Falling Moon Sect's Sect Competition become a place for Moon Slaying Gate disciples to temper their state of mind?

In each Sect Competition, the Moon Slaying Gate disciples ended in a crushing defeat, ridiculed and despised by countless Falling Moon Sect disciples. After returning, they comforted themselves by saying it was a tempering of their state of mind, treating being laughed at as a necessary path for every Moon Slaying Gate disciple.

What kind of bullshit necessary path!

It's just that the Moon Slaying Gate disciples are not competitive, and the Sect Master can only use this kind of rotten reason to appease them.

Who doesn't want the Moon Slaying Gate to stand up? Isn't raising your eyebrows and exhaling more enjoyable than being ridiculed?

But they had no choice!

Wang Lu's palm trembled slightly, not knowing whether it was because of excitement or anger, and a flame seemed to be burning in his eyes.

Reclaim the lost dignity of the Moon Slaying Gate.

Elder Ban gently stroked his white beard and said in a calm tone: "Is Little Friend sure? You are an elder of the Moon Slaying Gate, so there is actually no need to participate in the competition. If you lose face, I'm afraid it will affect the relationship between the Falling Moon Sect and the Moon Slaying Gate."

It's as if the relationship between the two sects is very good, Chen Changsheng ridiculed in his heart.

This old man looks kind and benevolent, but in fact, he is full of bad intentions.

Elder Li didn't mind the trouble and said happily: "Since Little Friend wants to participate in the Sect Competition, then let him go. Maybe he wants to add some fun to this competition?"

After the two finished speaking, their eyes turned to the third elder on the high platform, who had not said a word from beginning to end.

After a brief silence, he said in a hoarse voice: "The top ten Qi Refining disciples in this Sect Competition, step forward."

"Disciple Song Cang, pays respects to Elder Luo, Elder Li, and Elder Ban!"

"Disciple Yu Xiaojun…"

"Disciple Jin Meiying…"

Among the crowd, ten Qi Refining Completion cultivators stepped forward one after another, cupping their fists and bowing towards the high platform.

The surrounding people's eyes flickered with excitement and playful light. Isn't being abused once enough? They want to be abused again, and it's still by the elder of the Moon Slaying Gate.

That's right, what did Elder Luo just say?

Qi Refining stage disciples step forward, the elder of the Moon Slaying Gate is only at the Qi Refining stage?

Laughing to death, is this the foundation of the Moon Slaying Gate? Any Qi Refining cultivator can become an elder?

"Presumably you have also guessed that this elder of the Moon Slaying Gate is also at the Qi Refining stage. You will compete with him, remember to stop when appropriate, starting from tenth place…"

"There is no need for such trouble, let them all come together."

Elder Luo's words were interrupted by Chen Changsheng's calm tone before he could finish speaking.

Everyone was stunned.

Chen Changsheng had already floated onto the martial stage, his eighth level Qi Refining aura appearing weak and insignificant.

With a clang, the third-grade flying sword, like a dragon emerging from the abyss, suddenly flew out of the sword box and landed steadily in his hand. The bleak sword energy raged and spread, and the sound of the sword's cry was sharp and ear-piercing.

The arrogant words and deeds instantly angered the Falling Moon Sect disciples.

A mere eighth level of Qi Refining, not even at the Qi Refining Completion stage, dares to not take them seriously, fantasizing about fighting ten with one?!

It's really arrogant to the extreme!

Some Falling Moon Sect disciples laughed in anger on the spot.

Boom!

Ten cultivators accepted the invitation and stepped onto the stage, and the violent true energy surged like a sea wave, forming a vortex that rushed towards them.

"I want to see if your strength as an elder of the Moon Slaying Gate is as good as your glib tongue."

Song Cang snorted coldly and launched an attack at the same time as the other nine people.

Since you want us to come together, then we will satisfy your request. Don't blame us for not showing mercy if you get taught a lesson!

In an instant, the wind and clouds surged, and thousands of Dao techniques gathered in one hall.

Ten cultivators attacked from all directions at the same time, and all kinds of Dao techniques condensed crimson flames, wind and rain, frost, thunder…

The Dao technique phenomena transformed into real dragons, giant elephants, fierce tigers, vermilion birds…

The purple-gold gourd suspended in the air spat out brilliant golden liquid, and the feather fan magic weapon stirred up the phantom of a monster beast galloping out. The painting unfolded to form a world of ink and wash, wanting to suck Chen Changsheng into it.

Ten Qi Refining Completion cultivators used all their means, and the methods of the immortals were vividly displayed, forming an all-round, no-dead-angle attack. Even a Foundation Establishment cultivator in the center of the Dao techniques would die on the spot!

Facing the scene like a mountain and sea roaring in front of him, Chen Changsheng was expressionless, holding the sword with one hand, calm and unhurried.

One person stood in the center of the Dao techniques, pointing the sword at the sky.

Suddenly, the blade rotated in front of him, drawing a circle, like a round moon forming, as if falling into the night from the daytime in an instant.

Only the bright moon is in the sky, the light is bright!

"This is…"

The pupils of the ten cultivators shrank sharply, and they lost their voices in horror.

The three elders on the high platform stood up suddenly, and the calmness on their faces completely disappeared, turning into unbelievable shock and horror.

"Falling Moon Slashes the Azure Sky!"

Chen Changsheng's voice fell lightly.

Everyone present seemed to see a huge round moon descending from the sky, time and space stagnating in an instant, the sky shattering, and the blue clouds filling the sky.

The surrounding Dao techniques, like smoke, were all extinguished!

Rumble—

The roaring sound was continuous, and the cyan glow filled the entire mountain peak. The vast full moon was like a world-destroying star, destroying all the incoming Dao techniques.

The Falling Moon Sect's defensive formation vibrated with circles of ripples, as if trapping a real dragon, roaring and tumbling inside the formation.

When the buzzing in their ears faded away, the round moon that fell in the air had disappeared, and the diffused blue glow gradually dissipated.

On the martial stage, only Chen Changsheng was left standing there.

The blue robe billowed in the wind, his long hair cascading down like a waterfall, his face was handsome and flawless, and his temperament was otherworldly, like a banished immortal descending to earth.

Beside him lay ten heavily injured figures, looking weak and haggard.

At this moment, the Falling Moon Sect disciples were dumbfounded, and the Moon Slaying Gate's junior brothers and sisters, including Wang Lu, collectively had dull eyes…