Chapter 243 Ethereal Form Technique Match on the Green Mountain (1/2)

A majestic, lush mountain stood amongst the mountain range of the outer mountains.

Today, a seemingly endless stream of Genesis Qi light figures descended from the sky at the foot of this verdant mountain, breaking its peace and serenity by filling the area with excitement and noise.

Today was the day of the match between Zhou Yuan and Zhu Yue, and the venue was this very mountain.

This was why it had become the focal point of the outer mountains.

After all, there had never been a competition between an outer mountain disciple and an inner mountain disciple for so many years… hence, even a mere Genesis technique based match had managed to draw everyone’s eyes.

A dozen or so figures descended from the sky, landing just outside the green mountain. They immediately drew gaze after gaze filled with respect, because the one that led them was Lu Feng, dressed in his usual white clothes.

There was no one who did not know Lu Feng’s name in the outer mountains. Everyone acknowledged him as the strongest amongst this batch of outer mountain disciples. One could imagine how great his prospects were for the future even in a place like the Cangxuan Sect.

The one at Lu Feng’s side wearing blue robes also drew everyone’s attention. The fact that Yang Xiu was able to be ranked third amongst the ten great outer mountain disciples was enough to show his strength and talent.

The group of them basically stood at the peak of the outer mountain disciples. Hence why numerous other mountain disciple cast respectful gazes over at their arrival.

In response to this gazes, Lu Feng’s expression remained apathetic. His eyes scanned the area, eventually coming to a stop nearby.

It was where Gu Hongyi and Han Qiushui were standing shoulder to shoulder. Both young ladies had slender, sexy figures that could stir the soul, drawing quite a number of gazes towards them.

Han Qiushui nudged Gu Hongyi slender waist and said, “Hey, Lu Feng’s looking at us.”

Gu Hongyi glared at her, before sweeping a cold gaze at Lu Feng. Upon seeing her look over, a gentle smile appeared on the latter’s cold, prideful and handsome face.

A glance was all Gu Hongyi took before withdrawing her gaze, frowning slightly as she looked towards a certain direction.

Time slowly flowed as more and more disciples arrived, causing the place to turn increasingly lively.

Swish!

All of a sudden, two streams of light descended from the sky, landing at the foot of the mountain. The appearance of these two figures instantly drew countless gazes, because the one in front was one of the main actors for today, Zhu Yue.

Zhu Yue stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent.

Not long after Zhu Yue’s appearance, the sound of rushing wind was heard. The crowd watched as Zhou Yuan and Yaoyao flew over, also landing at the foot of the mountain.

Now that the two leads were here, the atmosphere immediately heated up.

A cloud of Genesis Qi drifted over in the sky, Chen Yuan seated atop it. He beamed as he looked towards Zhou Yuan and Zhu Yue, an indescribable luster in his eyes as he said, “The both of you should already know that the loser of this match will lose the right to teach other disciples the Ethereal Form technique.”

“Do either of you have any objections?”

Zhu Yue shot an icy look at Zhou Yuan and said, “No objections.”

Zhou Yuan sneered in his heart. These two had secretly came up with this competition without informing him nor asking for his opinion. Asking such a question now was truly a joke.

Hence, he merely swept a glance at Chen Yuan, ignoring the question.

Upon seeing this, Chen Yuan chuckled softly as he secretly remarked to himself, “Arrogant brat, I’ll be waiting to see you cry later.”

Hence, he spoke again, “I shall oversee this match.”

“I believe it will be better for me to oversee it instead.” Just as his voice faded however, an elderly voice interjected.

Chen Yuan frowned, a stern gaze immediately turning towards the direction where the voice had come from. “Who dares…”

Before he could finish however, his words froze at his mouth. He had seen an elder in gray seated on a tree nearby wearing a nonchalant expression.

“Elder Zong Ming!” Chen Yuan’s rigid face stretched to form a smile as he hurriedly cupped his hands together. “Why didn’t elder inform me so I can come and receive you.”