Chapter 1212: Chapter 1212: Continue messing around, and I will strip you of your eligibility to compete

Although the Candle Dragon was dead, blood still continuously flowed out of these fist holes, staining the surrounding space red.

“Who was it? Who killed the Candle Dragon?” An Ancient Ancestor from the Ascending Dragon Clan exclaimed in surprise.

The Candle Dragon was a Divine Emperor at the Seventh Level, and not just an ordinary Divine Emperor at the Seventh Level; it had extraordinary combat prowess and was blasted into this state by a disciple participating in this competition.

“Could it be Song Andong?” An Ancient Ancestor thought of Song Andong who almost came out last and couldn’t help but express his suspicion.

“It must be Song Andong! I didn’t expect Song Andong’s combat power to be so terrifying!” another Ancient Ancestor exclaimed: “It seems his talent is even higher than we knew.”

Among the disciples participating from the Primordial Holy Land, Song Andong’s strength was the strongest, so everyone suspected Song Andong.

Li Qian, however, was puzzled; he always felt that it wasn’t Song Andong.

He closely observed the fist holes on the Candle Dragon’s body, which seemed similar to the fist holes on the chests of the Luo Jihu brothers.

After Yang Xiaotian returned to the inn, he didn’t join the others from Long Manor for a banquet, but went back to his own courtyard and took out the Luo Jihu brothers’ Space Divine Artifact.

However, Yang Xiaotian was disappointed to find only some Spirit Stones, Divine Medicine, and a few Secret Tomes inside the Luo Jihu brothers’ Space Divine Artifact.

These items were of no use to Yang Xiaotian.

While Yang Xiaotian was examining Luo Jihu brothers’ Space Divine Artifact, the courtyard where the Heavenly Dragon Holy Sect resided was filled with a depressive atmosphere.

“Master, don’t worry, in the second round of the arena battle tomorrow, Yang Xiaotian won’t be so lucky. I will definitely slap him to death!” Song Andong spoke to Liu Ming.

Liu Ming nodded, looking over Song Andong and a group of Heavenly Dragon Holy Sect disciples participating in tomorrow’s battle: “Tomorrow, you must kill Yang Xiaotian.”

“Those ten high-grade Chaos Spirit Veins and a thousand bottles of Dual Layer Heavenly Dao Holy Water are extremely important to us.”

Song Andong took a deep breath, looking at the residence courtyard of Long Manor, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and the group of disciples respectfully agreed.

In another residence, Chen Heng of the Kirin Clan also had a cold expression, telling Chen Jing and Chen Fayong: “Arrange for tomorrow’s battle. Make Yang Xiaotian face Song Andong in the first match.”

Chen Jing and the others showed difficulty on their faces.

“Young Clan Leader, the Ascending Dragon Clan is a tough old bone, it might be very difficult to arrange this.” Chen Jing reasoned, pondering.

After all, this battle of the Primordial Holy Land was hosted by the Ascending Dragon Clan, and moreover, it was personally presided over by Li Qian; they wanted to intervene, but it was difficult.

If some Ancient Ancestors from the Ascending Dragon Clan were presiding over it, they might be able to bribe them with enough high-grade Chaos Spirit Veins, but it was impossible with Li Qian.

An uneventful night passed.

The next day, Yang Xiaotian and many experts from Long Manor once again came to the Ascending Dragon Platform.

Besides Yang Xiaotian, quite a few disciples from Long Manor had passed the first round.

Heaven Maiden’s Palace’s Wu Xiaoqian watched Yang Xiaotian, unblinkingly; ever since returning yesterday, she couldn’t forget the scene of Luo Jihu and Luo Feijun surrounding Yang Xiaotian, as well as their chests being blown apart.

Was it really him?

However, after a day of thought, she still didn’t believe that it was Yang Xiaotian who had acted.

Yang Xiaotian sensed Wu Xiaoqian’s gaze and glanced towards her.

This glance made Wu Xiaoqian feel as if she was struck by lightning.

For some reason, the look in Yang Xiaotian’s eyes gave her a feeling of heart racing and trembling.

Never had any Divine Monarch made her feel this way.

At this moment, Li Qian led a group of experts from the Ascending Dragon Clan flying in.

After arriving at the scene, Li Qian glanced over Song Andong, Wu Xiaoqian, and Liao Zhishan along with a group of disciples.

Yesterday, he had been pondering about the terrifying fist holes in the body of the Candle Dragon.

Thinking about which competing disciple had acted, they actually killed a Candle Dragon of Divine Emperor Seventh Level.

After sweeping his gaze around, Li Qian retracted his focus and said, “Today will be the second round of the Holy Land Battle.”

“The second round is the arena battle!”

Then he briefly explained the rules of the arena battle.

The arena battle is determined by drawing lots.

After explaining the rules of the arena battle, Li Qian said, “Now, all disciples entering the second round come forward to draw lots to decide the opponents for the first battle.”

As soon as Li Qian finished speaking, suddenly, Yang Xiaotian spoke up, “Clan Leader Li, I wish to challenge all the competing disciples alone, is that permissible?”

Once Yang Xiaotian spoke, Li Qian was startled, “What did you say?”

He didn’t react for a moment.

But then, the scene suddenly quieted down, everyone looked at Yang Xiaotian in astonishment.

Even Long Feiyi and the experts of the Long Clan looked at Yang Xiaotian in astonishment.

What did Yang Xiaotian just say?

He wants to challenge all the competing disciples alone?

“Xiaotian, you’re being reckless!” Long Feiyi rebuked.

A disciple from the Refining God Sect who made it to the second round laughed, “Did everyone hear that? Just now, Yang Xiaotian said he wants to challenge all of us competing disciples alone.”

“Utterly foolish!” Even Li Gensheng, an ancient ancestor from the Ascending Dragon Clan, angrily said.

While everyone thought Yang Xiaotian was making such a reckless joke, Wu Xiaoqian from Heaven Maiden’s Palace was greatly shook, her breathing became erratic.

Could it be?

No, she didn’t believe it!

She didn’t believe that this Yang Xiaotian could alone challenge all the competing disciples from Primordial Holy Land.

Yang Xiaotian ignored the roaring laughter of the crowd, his gaze settled on Clan Leader Li Qian, “I alone will challenge all the competing disciples of the second round in Primordial Holy Land, if I can defeat all competing disciples, I hope Clan Leader Li would give me all the rewards meant for the top ten.”

He is urgently in need of Sixty Million Year Spirit Medicine and Dual Layer Heavenly Dao Holy Water.

Everyone was astonished.

“This kid must be delusional, imagining alone defeating all competing disciples and even dreaming of obtaining all the rewards for the top ten,” a disciple from Heavenly Dragon Holy Sect next to Song Andong said.

Li Qian looked at Yang Xiaotian and spoke gravely, “If you continue with this nonsensical disturbance, I will strip you of your qualification to compete!”

In his view, Yang Xiaotian was doing it on purpose.

Purposely causing chaos here.

For Yang Xiaotian, a Divine Monarch, to even think of challenging all competing disciples from Primordial Holy Land was utterly ludicrous!

To think that the second round of competing disciples included about thirty to forty thousand people, almost all above Divine Monarch Tenth Tier, and even includes thirty Divine Emperors.

A Divine Monarch First Layer, wanting to challenge thirty to forty thousand stronger opponents above Divine Monarch Tenth Tier, wasn’t this creating chaos?

Seeing that Li Qian said he was talking nonsense, and continuing could lead to disqualification, Yang Xiaotian felt helpless but didn’t continue.

Originally, he wanted to use this method to save some unnecessary time, but clearly, this method wouldn’t work.

“Everyone, come forward and continue to draw lots.” Seeing Yang Xiaotian shut up, Li Qian said to the disciples.

Yang Xiaotian could only obediently go forward with the other disciples to draw lots.

He drew number two, and the other who drew number two, was Song Andong from the Heavenly Dragon Holy Sect.