Chapter 617: Ouyang Huo (2/2)
In this first match, Heavenly Yao Sect had also arranged a powerful Rank 5 Daoist Master realm young disciple, but, witnessing the strength of Cold Spring Sect’s bald fellow, this attendant responsible for the arrangement of manpower was somewhat perturbed.
After the disturbance in Small Yao Lake yesterday, the complexion of Elder Tianqing had been ugly. Today, in the first match of the Grand Sacrifice Competition, if they lost, then Elder Tianqing’s mood would be even worse, and if he had a bad mood, then he didn’t know how many people would suffer the disaster!
“Humph, isn’t it just a disciple of Cold Spring Sect? Why do we need to change the plan? Do how it was originally prepared. If won, then reward heavily, lose, then face the wall in Heavenly Prison!”
Elder Tianqing coldly snorted and he was very impatient. For an unknown reason, his eyelid fluttered and he had a feeling of uneasiness. He was unable to get rid of this feeling as if something bad would happen today. This feeling made him very uncomfortable. He was already accustomed to sitting in a high position and summon rain and wind, but there were a lot of disturbances just before the grand sacrifice competition, which turned his mood very bad. Every time he thought of that uninvited guest who forcibly break into Small Yao Lake yesterday and disappeared without a trace later, he felt as if a bone was stuck in his throat.
“Yes, Ouyang Huo, go onto the stage!”
The attendant sweated profusely and didn’t dare to say anything. He just quickly ordered to transmit his instruction. Soon, a disciple of Heavenly Yao Sect flew over from the distance.
The people below the platform turned around and saw a wisp of fiery figure flash past their eyes and when that figure was still several meters away from the stage, he jumped onto the high platform, leaving behind only heat waves. Looking over, now, they could clearly see the appearance of Heavenly Yao Sect’s disciple standing on the stage. He was short, a head shorter than ordinary people. Compared to Cold Spring Sect’s bald burly fellow, he was even shorter, appearing especially emaciated. He was thin and small, his facial features were also ordinary, could even say somewhat ugly. His forehead and chin were protruding outward, in addition, his chin had a handful of a goatee. He looked unpleasing to the eyes however he was looked at. Furthermore, he was wearing a fiery red war robe, and it was especially conspicuous. His face couple with this kind of attire truly was a perfect match, it would be difficult to not draw the attention.
Below the stage, a lot of people cracked a chucked on the spot. Even after guessing for such a long time, they had never expected that Heavenly Yao Sect would actually dispatch this kind of freak.
As the cultivation overlord of Wilderness World, Heavenly Yao Sect never had to worry about not getting the fresh blood. Every time they open their gate to recruit fresh young disciples publicly, the place outside the gate would practically be crowded with people without any place to step. Countless people had dreams to have their children join Heavenly Yao Sect. Even many nobles who controlled a region would send their younger generation to join Heavenly Yao Sect. Thus, among the talented younger generation disciples, it was too easy for them to send a handsome elite, was it necessary to send out a fellow with such a face and attire?
This Ouyang Hou who was wearing a fiery red war robe, did he intentionally go up to the stage to make people laugh to liven up the atmosphere or was this his some kind of unique skill?
The people were puzzled. Some people couldn’t help laughing, but some people calmed down and carefully sized him up, wanting to discern the distinctive qualities of Ouyang Huo. But, unfortunately, even after a while, they could discern nothing. At the same time, Ye Chuan who had attached a wisp of his divine sense on a leaf, however, was shocked.
After Yinyang Life Wheel strengthened his spirit, his senses had become even sharper. He could sense a dangerous aura from Ouyang Huo, this disciple of Heavenly Yao Sect. It would appear the cultivation base of this Heavenly Yao Sect’s disciple with distinctive face and attire was Rank 5 Daoist Master realm similar to Cold Spring Sect’s bald burly fellow, and it appeared as if he wouldn’t be able to withstand a single blow, but, upon careful observation, Ye Chuan could faintly hear gurgling sounds, that was the sound of qi and blood flowing through his blood vessel, and it contained violent strength.
He had yet to make a move, but his blood and qi were already so ferocious and powerful. Once he went all-out, what kind of strength would he display?
Ye Chuan was shocked and with a thought, the leaf in which his divine sense was attached to floated to another branch, getting closer to the stage.
Originally, Ye Chuan just wanted to train spirit manipulation merit law and was casually strolling. But, his interest was suddenly triggered. He wanted to look how different this Heavenly Yao Sect’s disciple Ouyang Huo was, and also wanted to see who would win this match.