Chapter 2950 A Classic Case of Posturing Backfiring

"Although Lin Feiyang’s cultivation level isn’t as good as that Xiao Qi Qi, his experience is richer, and he’s even killed enemies above his level. So I can guarantee, those four hundred thousand Middle-grade Spirit Stones from this entry test will definitely belong to Young Master Lin Feiyang."

"She might not even care about that little bit of Spirit Stones. After all, she’s from a major clan."

People were all talking at once, which made the already arrogant Lin Feiyang become even more conceited and pleased with himself.

As if he really was born a cut above everyone else.

He wore a smile on his face, looking at Xiao Qi Qi full of eager expectation.

Only a genius like this was worthy of him, Lin Feiyang.

Though this Xiao Qi Qi was still young, there would be plenty of time to spend together in the future.

In the Sword King Dynasty, kids getting married at twelve or thirteen was nothing unusual.

"You’re not a good person, I don’t like you!"

Xiao Qi Qi’s words instantly made Lin Feiyang’s face turn extremely ugly; he seemed to freeze on the spot.

Yet what happened next was even more unbearable for him.

Xiao Qi Qi actually walked around him and went straight over to Ling Xiao.

Grabbing Ling Xiao’s hand, she said, "Big brother, you’re my backing, you can’t let anyone bully me."

Ling Xiao couldn’t help but give a wry smile. What kind of twisted logic is this? This little girl’s strength is greater than Lin Feiyang’s—how am I supposed to help you with anything?

"Get lost!"

Lin Feiyang suddenly glared at Ling Xiao with a Zhen Ning expression and shouted harshly.

From that attitude, it was clear he was already enraged.

A fourteen-year-old youth, his temper was really something. Over such a trivial matter, he was actually this furious.

The people over there who were in the middle of checking registrations all looked over, silently praying for Ling Xiao.

Offending a genius like Lin Feiyang, who not only had backing but also strong strength, was definitely not a good thing.

Someone tells you to get lost—though it’s unpleasant to hear—you’d better get lost early, otherwise if something really happens, no one will be able to save you.

Yet Ling Xiao’s reaction left them all dumbfounded.

"Which family didn’t keep a close eye on its dog and let it run around biting people?"

As long as you weren’t an idiot, you could tell who Ling Xiao was ridiculing.

For a moment, the entire place fell silent.

Those Demon Dragon Sword Court disciples all looked at Ling Xiao coldly, thinking to themselves that this kid really didn’t know life from death, daring to offend Lin Feiyang.

Even they had to give Lin Feiyang some face.

After all, his elder sister was one of the Demon Dragon Sword Court’s 72 Demon Envoys, possessing the strength of a First Tier Yin-Yang Realm, Fifteenth Layer Hell Peak cultivation level.

What’s more, this kid named Ling Xiao had only just broken through to First Transformation, Fourteenth Layer of Hell, yet he dared bare his fangs at Lin Feiyang, who was at the Fourteenth Layer of Hell Peak.

Is he a moron?

Or is his brain full of holes?

Most people either took delight in his misfortune or felt sorry for Ling Xiao; not a single person thought what Ling Xiao was doing was right.

In their eyes, since a strong person told you to get lost, you, as a weakling, shouldn’t resist; you should even take it as a kind of honor.

But Ling Xiao couldn’t do that.

Besides, in his eyes, Lin Feiyang wasn’t all that strong anyway.

He’d already beaten Wanɡ Quan Zhenɡ Wo, and Wanɡ Quan Tian Xia had even been killed by him.

The strength of those two, either one of them, was above that of the Demon Dragon Sword Court’s Demon Lord.

Let alone the insignificant Lin Feiyang?

Though he couldn’t freely use Black Demon’s power, if pushed, he could still bring it out.

From his point of view, in this matter it wasn’t him courting death, it was Lin Feiyang courting death.

"You dare call me a dog?"

Lin Feiyang’s expression grew even more Zhen Ning.

He suddenly turned his head and glanced at the Demon Dragon Sword Court disciples in charge of the checks. "This person was disrespectful to me. Killing him shouldn’t be a problem, right?"

"Young Master Lin, that might not be too appropriate. He’s already been entered into the registry, and right now we’re within the Demon Dragon Sword Court’s Earth Realm. If you kill him here, your elder sister might find it hard to smooth things over."

One of them spoke up.

"Hmph, I’ll give Demon Dragon Sword Court this bit of face."

Lin Feiyang forcibly swallowed a mouthful of anger, forcing it down, though blood was already seeping from the corner of his lips.

"Kid, in the test, blades and swords have no eyes. When you die then, don’t complain!

Offend me, Lin Feiyang, and you’re as good as dead.

If you don’t want to die, that’s fine too—hand this little girl over to me right now."

"Idiot!"

Ling Xiao looked at Lin Feiyang with disdain.

He just hoped this idiot wouldn’t come asking for death; if he did, Ling Xiao wouldn’t mind taking action and wiping him out.

"Qi Qi, let’s go!"

Calling out to Xiao Qi Qi, Ling Xiao stepped into the valley with her, heading to the next gathering point.

"Heh, look at Lin Feiyang acting so high and mighty, only to end up with not an ounce of temper left—really hilarious."

"Shh, keep it down, don’t let him hear you. Otherwise we’ll suffer for it too."

"But that kid named Ling Xiao is probably truly doomed. Lin Feiyang definitely won’t let him off.

There should be duels in the test—he’s finished."

"Anyway, it’s got nothing to do with us. We’ll just watch the show."

The group all chattered away, while Lin Feiyang’s face was ashen to the extreme.

In the past, whenever he fancied a little girl, she would come when he called and leave when he waved.

He hadn’t expected to meet one today who wouldn’t give him any face at all.

More importantly, that guy named Ling Xiao, with such weak strength, actually dared to talk back to him, dared to insult him.

He’d been turned into a clown, humiliated in front of everyone.

That was something he absolutely couldn’t swallow.

Thinking of this, he quickened his pace as well, heading toward the next gathering place.

That was where the test would be held.

About an hour later, all the Martial Artists participating in the test had gathered at the entrance of an underground cave.

At the cave’s entrance, there was still a mass of strange energy continuously being released.

It looked like a Teleportation Gate.

Most likely, inside the entrance there was also a small inner world.

Pretty similar to ones Ling Xiao had seen before.

Of the three hundred thousand people, there were now a bit over two hundred thousand left.

Most likely, many who were imposters, or had lied about their age, or simply weren’t strong enough, had already been directly eliminated.

Outside the Teleportation Gate stood a Martial Artists whose clothes clearly differed from those of ordinary disciples.

"That’s a Demon Envoy of the Demon Dragon Sword Court! What a powerful aura!"

"Yeah, the Demon Dragon Sword Court has four levels of management: Demon Master, Demon General, Devil Elder, and Demon Envoy.

The rest are all disciples.

A Demon Envoy is already an extremely powerful existence."

Listening to these people, Ling Xiao could also feel that this Demon Envoy in front of him was far stronger than the Demon Envoys of the old Demon Dragon Sect.

At the very least, he had the strength of a First Tier Yin-Yang Realm, Fifteenth Layer Hell Peak cultivation level.

If Ling Xiao ran into someone like this now, it would be nothing but a dead end.

"I am Demon Envoy Liam the Demon Envoy!

Beyond this Teleportation Gate lies the Demon Dragon Sword Court’s place for cultivating the Soul, known as the ’Devil’s Cave.’

Once you enter, you will be subjected to powerful soul-pressure.

The farther in you go, the stronger this pressure will become.

This trial doesn’t limit the number of people; everyone who can reach the passing line may advance.

The one who ranks first will receive a reward of one hundred thousand Middle-grade Spirit Stones."

Liam the Demon Envoy only explained the rules; he didn’t waste words, and his explanation was straightforward and easy to understand. As long as your brain wasn’t full of holes, you should be able to grasp what he meant.

As for motivational speeches, he didn’t bother with any.

There was no need.

The name Demon Dragon Sword Court alone was enough to ignite the fighting will of countless Martial Artists Under Heaven!