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"I wonder, can I challenge you, the Seventh Elder, now?"

A simple sentence, but it was like a heavy slap on the seventh elder's face. As an outsider, Tang San's performance was undoubtedly very strong.

In particular, his current strength makes it impossible to fault him.

He made it very clear that I respect the elders of the sect, but I will never tolerate you insulting my mother.

From the time Tang San came to the front yard and the subsequent fight with Tang Hu, he showed too many things, and every time he showed it, the elders of the Haotian Sect couldn't help but change their expressions. of.

The realm of the God of Death and twin martial souls, when these things are concentrated in him alone, it makes him seem so special.

Twenty years old, level 62 soul emperor, and possessing such powerful abilities. The word genius seems a bit stingy when applied to Tang San.

Although this could not change the opinions of the elders of the Haotian Sect towards Tang Hao, they had to admit that the young man in front of them definitely had something to be proud of.

Of course, Tang San didn't feel that he was too proud, but in fact, as a genius of the younger generation, he had won the elite competition of the entire continent's advanced spirit master academies.

Even though he won on his own, he was still a champion, wasn't he?

His body already contained the aura of a superior person.

That is the result of various experiences.

The seventh elder walked out slowly. Every step he took was very steady. Although his face looked calm, it could be clearly seen that with every step he took, his feet would touch the ground three inches.

You know, what he stepped on was solid rock.

But every step he took left the same traces, even the patterns on the soles of his shoes.

The purity of his strength and the strength of his soul proved the strength of the Tang Sect elder.

Tang San took a deep breath, and the inner strength of the Xuantian Technique in his body moved as fast as the Yangtze River.

In the previous battle, it seemed that he had won easily, but in fact, both the precise calculation and the use of every soul skill consumed a lot of his energy and internal strength.

Tang Hu is by no means easy to deal with.

If he was really allowed to display the sixth soul skill, Tang San would have to express even more things.

One of the reasons for defeating Tang Hu was that the opponent underestimated Tang San.

Slowly walking up to Tang San, the Seventh Elder no longer had the arrogance and said calmly:

"I will not take advantage of you. No matter what soul skills I use, I will only use 30% of my soul power."

Tang San knew that although this seventh elder was calm on the surface, he took this competition very seriously.

He said that he only used 30% of his soul power, which obviously included his previous consumption.

"Use 40% of your soul power. My consumption may be less than you think, so I can't take advantage of you."

The third generation disciples had their eyes widened.

Is he really human?

As direct descendants of the Haotian Sect, they had seen many strong men, but this was the first one as special as Tang San.

The seventh elder's eyebrows twitched slightly.

"No need, 30% is enough."

Tang San shook his head.

"It's still 40%. If you think I'm taking advantage, how about I choose the location of the battle?"

The seventh elder frowned slightly.

"Okay, your choice."

As an elder of two generations, even though he had scolded Tang San before, but if he really wanted to fight Tang San, he would agree even if Tang San's request was even more excessive.

Tang San had already thought of the most suitable place for him to fight the Seventh Elder.

If not in the mountains, he would definitely choose the forest.

But where Haotian Sect is located, there are not many plants.

So, he had another option.

Raising his finger to point in the direction outside the sect, Tang San said:

"Just at the Chain Bridge."

As soon as he said this, the first thing Haotian Sect disciples felt was the strong confidence he showed.

They understood that the chain bridge Tang San was referring to was probably the chain bridge between the last mountain peaks connected to the sect, which was the one that had just been broken a few days ago.

This cable bridge is not only suspended high in the sky, but also covered with a layer of frost due to humidity and temperature. Not only is it difficult to stand on it, but it is also difficult to stand firmly.

When performing soul skills in a place like this, the first thing to consider is not hurting the enemy, but your own safety. Faced with the Seventh Elder who was familiar with the Iron Chain Bridge, Tang San dared to choose such a fighting venue, which was obviously full of confidence in himself.

If it hadn't been for his oppressive victory over Tang Hu before, I'm afraid everyone would have felt that he was arrogant.

But at this time, the Seventh Elder had already said that he would fight him with only 40% of his soul power.

Then, maybe he really has a chance.

"Seventh Elder, if I lose this competition, then I will leave Haotian Sect immediately and never return to the sect. If you lose, I hope you can take back the words you insulted your late mother before and agree with me to recognize my ancestor and return to the sect. What do you think?"

Tang San looked directly at the seventh elder, his eyes clear and sincere.

Tang San was not a fool. He knew that what his uncle said to him before was aimed at him.

tough!

That’s the best expression!

The seventh elder snorted coldly.

"If you lose, not only will you never return to the sect, but the martial soul you inherited from the sect will also be returned to the sect."

Tang San's expression changed slightly. Just when he was about to speak, the sect leader Tang Xiao, who had been silent, said in a deep voice:

"Seventh Elder, he is just a third-generation disciple. It is not up to you and him to decide whether to take back his martial spirit."

The seventh elder gave Tang Xiao a cold look.

"Sect Master, what do you think we should do?"

Tang Xiao said in a deep voice:

"How about this. If Tang San wins this competition, please all the elders not to stop him from recognizing his ancestor and returning to the clan. I think everyone has already seen Tang San's talent."

"He is only twenty years old this year. He has a bright future and is dedicated to serving the sect. He will definitely play a positive role in the development of the sect in the future. If he loses, we will drive him away from the sect and he will not be allowed to use the Clear Sky Hammer for the rest of his life. ”

"As for getting back the martial spirit, it's not necessary. After all, his outstanding talent is rare in a century. If his current strength is greatly damaged and his talent is destroyed because of depriving him of a martial spirit, isn't that what the elders want to see? "

"No matter how you say it, he also has the blood of our Haotian Sect flowing through him. This is a fact that even the elders cannot deny."

Tang Xiao had never spoken before, but it was just right to speak now. Although the elders deliberately prevented him from letting Tang San recognize his ancestor and return to the sect, as the leader of the sect, Tang Xiao's authority in the sect was unquestionable.

The five elders also wanted to give him some face.

The seventh elder turned to look at the second elder, who said calmly:

"Just follow what the sect leader said. However, if Tang San can really defeat Lao Qi, I have three additional requirements."

"Please rest assured, sect master, these three requests of mine can be made after he recognizes his ancestor and returns to the sect. It will never be excessive. Everything is for the sake of the sect."

Tang Xiao looked at the peaceful eyes of the second elder and understood that although the elders had different ideas from his, they would all think for the sake of the sect and nodded immediately.