"This aura..." Su Yu narrowed his eyes slightly. He had sensed the existence of this aura in the Evil Exorcism Villa.
At that time, he also attacked Su Yu from the air, but he used the vacuum Tianyin Flute to resolve the attack.
"It turns out that the powerful man from the Wangyue Divine Cult that I met at that time was the Holy Son! Why did he go to the Evil Exorcism Villa?" Su Yu's pupils flashed with light.
The arrival of the Holy Son caused a sensation.
"Look, it's the Holy Son!"
"Hey! As expected, the Holy Son also came to participate."
"If this is the case, I think there is no doubt about the saint's son-in-law."
"Since ancient times, the Holy Daughter's Temple and the Holy Son's Temple have been incompatible. The next generation of Wangyue Divine Sect's leader will only choose one of the two. The Holy Son participates in the Holy Daughter's recruitment of a son-in-law, with the intention of causing trouble."
"If a saintly daughter cannot choose a husband she is satisfied with, according to the religious regulations, she cannot inherit the position of leader."
Everyone's hearts are like a clear mirror, the Holy Son personally participated in the recruitment of his son-in-law, and his intentions are self-evident.
Thinking about the ambush they encountered in the woods, the Holy Son was determined to sabotage the recruitment of his son-in-law.
"However, it may not be easy for the Holy Son to sabotage the recruitment of a son-in-law. The two capitals have dispatched the strongest geniuses of the contemporary era. Among them, Prince Qingchen of Shengjing is the leader of the contemporary generation. When they competed for the position of the Holy Son, they were only at a slight disadvantage.
Having lost his position as the Holy Son and now making a comeback, I think the Holy Son may not be able to easily subdue Sun Qingchen."
The Holy Son stepped on the prodigy unicorn and descended. He looked down at the crowd and glanced at them casually, not taking them into consideration at all.
"Give you a chance to get away, otherwise you will die or be injured. Don't blame this Holy Son." The flames between the Holy Son's brows suddenly jumped, and a trace of fierceness naturally appeared.
All the participants who finally arrived in front of the altar were angry but dared not speak.
The Holy Son is certainly domineering, but who can disobey him?
Some people who feared the majesty of the Holy Son, after thinking for a long time, gave up and withdrew from the selection.
Less than 50% chose to stay, thinking that during the assessment process, there was nothing the Holy Son could do about them.
Among them are uncle and nephew Wang Dachui and Wang Feilin.
"I've given you a chance, you are a bunch of ungrateful people." The Holy Son glanced coldly at the selectors who insisted on staying, with a cold light in his eyes.
Wang Feilin clenched his fists and muttered: "What's the air? The leader has been in seclusion for many years and doesn't ask about the facts. Otherwise, he would have allowed you to be so presumptuous, openly ambush the participants of the saint's recruitment of a son-in-law, and openly cause trouble!"
There was a residual blood stain on his shoulder.
This was from an ambush in the woods.
Well? Unexpectedly, the Holy Son's ears and eyes were so amazing that he could catch this whisper even from a very far distance. Murderous intent flashed in his eyes: "Insulting the Holy Son is disrespectful. Death!"
After saying this, the Holy Son waved his wrist, and a third-level witchcraft ripple appeared in the air, killing Wang Feilin.
Wang Feilin's face changed drastically, he was anxious and angry: "Heart-corrupting curse! You are so vicious..."
He just muttered something, but he was killed.
Soon after, Wang Feilin retreated wildly and cast a spell to counteract it.
However, he is just an ordinary sixth-level wizard, how can he withstand the attack of the third-level wizard?
Under such a powerful attack, he couldn't even cast a spell.
"Be careful!" Wang Dachui on the side also changed his expression, and hurriedly cast a spell to resolve it.
The ripples produced by the spell were washed away in just an instant, without even the slightest protective power.
At the critical moment, Wang Dachui roared and threw out a statue the size of a palm.
The statue is somewhat similar to the one used by Cailin before. It contains powerful magic power and opens an umbrella-like ripple to protect Wang Feilin within it.
Buzz——
A powerful explosion burst out invisibly, and the Holy Son's ripples pushed the umbrella-shaped ripples sideways and flew backwards quickly with a crushing force.
Wang Feilin was crushed by the huge force and became so crazy that he vomited blood from his mouth.
Even if the Holy Son's ripples were not directly applied to him, the crushing power alone was enough to bombard him until he vomited blood and died.
What's even more unfortunate is that the direction he flew upside down happened to be where Su Yu and Cailin were.
Cailin's eyes narrowed and he said: "Quick move! We can't stop it!"
But how difficult is it to avoid the blow of the Holy Son? Even if you use all your divine power, you may not be able to avoid it safely.
Seeing that the three of them were about to collide, Su Yu silently took out the eighty-year-old soul-fixing wood and held it in his palm, dissolving most of the Holy Son's curse.
Immediately afterwards, he secretly used the power of the World-Destroying Dragon to remove most of Wang Feilin's power.
After slowing down his figure, Su Yu took the opportunity to pull Cailin out of the way. Wang Feilin stumbled backwards, then stumbled with his head on the ground and his legs in the air. He fell to the ground, like a turtle that had stumbled over and was in a miserable state.
Everyone couldn't help laughing.
"The Holy Son may be domineering, but he also deserves to be said to be mean-mouthed."
"He is lucky. He threw his arms and legs in exchange for a life. The Holy Son's blow was originally going to kill him."
Everyone was watching, and there were sarcastic whispers.
This made Wang Feilin, who was already disgraced, even more embarrassed and annoyed.
When he noticed from the corner of his eye Cai Lin, who had an indifferent expression and easily dodged to the side, anger arose in his heart, he stood up and shouted: "Bastard! Tell me, who told you to cause trouble and trip me on purpose?"
Judging from the situation just now, it seemed that he had been tripped by Su Yu.
But whether this is the case, he knows best.
Without Su Yu's dissolving power, he would have been lying on the ground and turned into a cold corpse. Where would he have the chance to blame Su Yu?
Su Yu sneered: "The person who beat you into such a miserable state, you dare not say a word, question or retaliate in front of me, as if it never happened! You said harsh words to me, the person who helped me,
The fierceness is evident, and the resentment is soaring! Haha, people like you are cowardly in their bones. If the saint takes a fancy to you, then she is really blind."
Wang Feilin's face turned red, his anger boiled with embarrassment, and he yelled: "How presumptuous! You are not worthy of commenting on me? Do you know who it is? The toes of the Wang family in Shengjing are ten thousand times more noble than yours! I will take my turn."
It’s not up to you to tell me what to do!”
"Shut up!" Wang Dachui walked over with a calm face and scolded.
From his perspective, he could clearly see the entire process that had just happened.
It was Su Yu who resolved the witchcraft, and it was Su Yu who resolved the power. Not to mention his life-saving grace, just his hidden methods and strength made Wang Dachui terrified.
Seeing that my nephew was desperate to get angry at others, he yelled at him.
Unexpectedly, his scolding had the opposite effect.
"Uncle! Are you still helping him now? Didn't you see that he made me so embarrassed?" Wang Feilin said angrily.
Wang Dachui pressed his shoulders, shook his head and said in a low voice: "First of all, it's not that I helped him, but that he was right. If you don't have the courage to retaliate against the Holy Son, don't vent your anger on others. This will only make you appear narrow-minded, weak and incompetent.
!Second, you are no match for him, don’t humiliate yourself again.”
Although what he said didn't sound good, every word made sense.
But Wang Feilin, who was so angry that he was so angry, could he listen to the unfavorable advice?
"Hahaha, am I not as good as him?" Wang Feilin shook off his uncle's palm and said coldly: "Uncle, you are old. Not only are you stupid and help outsiders, you can't even use your eyesight. You actually suspect that I am not as good as him?"
"Okay, let me try to see what's so great about him!" Wang Feilin walked as fast as flying, chanting a spell in his mouth, and a strange ripple rose under his feet, making his feet like wind and his speed increased several times.
Swish——
Su Yu's intuition was filled with blurred light and shadow, and a huge slap broke through the space and hit his cheek: "I'll slap you to wake you up!"
Su Yu's eyes flashed with cold light and he smiled angrily.
When they were outside, he made rude remarks, but Su Yu never took it to heart and didn't bother to argue with this kind of dandy.
Su Yu was angry with Su Yu just now and said harsh words to him, but Su Yu didn't bother to care about it.
Now, it's a slap in the face.
"Get out!" Su Yu frowned, and his right arm was suddenly covered with a layer of pitch-black dragon scales, lashing out twice as fast as lightning.
Bang bang——
Two loud and crisp slaps resounded throughout the entire audience.
The crowd, who were originally watching the excitement, gradually became solemn. It was clear that Wang Feilin made the first move, but instead Su Yu slapped him twice in the face without a chance to resist.
puff--
The slap was so powerful that the flesh and blood on both sides of Wang Feilin's cheeks were blurred, and his whole body flew upside down with blood flowing out, and was put into the arms of Wang Dachui, who rushed over in time.
The pain caused Wang Feilin to regain his senses, and he stared at Su Yu, who was standing there motionless, trembling.
At the moment of the fight, he felt a terrible sense of suffocation, a feeling he had never experienced when facing the great wizard of the fifth heaven.
Only the Holy Son could give him such a sense of panic.
"You..." Wang Feilin covered his cheek, angry and scared.
Wang Dachui let go of his nephew, cupped his fists and bowed deeply: "Thank you little brother for showing mercy. My nephew is ignorant and doesn't know. I hope to atone for my sins."
Su Yu glanced at them indifferently, then turned away indifferently and glanced at the Holy Son in the sky.
He was staring at Su Yu.
A trace of doubt lingered in his eyes: "Your breath seems familiar! We must have met somewhere."
Su Yu secretly thought, not only have they met, but they have also fought against each other.
"Forget it, I'll just get rid of you too." The Holy Son said calmly, as if killing anyone who threatened him in public was just a common occurrence.
But at this moment, a majestic sound penetrated the sky, causing the prodigy unicorn at the feet of the Holy Son to panic.
The Holy Son snorted coldly, stepped on his feet, and just then silenced the unicorn, staring coldly ahead: "Wang Qingchen!"
From afar, a handsome young man with long blue hair was flying towards him, stepping on a white crane.
The youthful aura is restrained, but the fluctuations of witchcraft power that occasionally emit are as terrifying as the abyss.
"Zhao Tianyin, long time no see." Wang Qingchen looked indifferent and landed in front of Wang Dachui's uncle and nephew, staring at the Holy Son.
The Holy Son's real name is Zhao Tianyin. When he was a boy, he competed with Wang Qingchen for the position of the contemporary Holy Son.
Wang Qingchen lost the throne of the Holy Son with just one move.
"My general is defeated." Zhao Tianyin hummed softly, suppressed his murderous intent, and stopped taking action.
This shows that he is still a little afraid of Wang Qingchen.
"Brother! You have to make the decision for me!" Wang Feilin covered his cheek, as if he had found his backbone.
He is actually Wang Qingchen’s younger brother!
Wang Qingchen looked at him and said, "I saw everything that happened just now."
Wang Feilin looked happy and glared at Su Yu with hatred: "Brother, pay back ten times for me!"
"Okay!" Wang Qingchen nodded lightly and stretched out his palm.
Snapped--
ah--
But suddenly, he turned around, with a hint of anger on his face, and slapped Wang Feilin's face with his backhand, causing the already bloody face to splatter with blood.
Wang Feilin was stunned and screamed: "Brother, why did you hit me?"
Wang Qingchen said coldly: "For this slap, my eldest brother is thanking him on your behalf. Without him, you are already a pile of rotten meat!"
As soon as the words fell, his body was like lightning.
Snapped--
There was another crisp sound, and Wang Feilin was slapped again, half of his cheek was smashed.
"This slap is an apology on behalf of the Wang family. As the ancients said, grudges should be forgotten, but kindness must be repaid. If you forget your gratitude, anger others, and treat them as enemies, you will bring shame on our Wang family!"
Wang Feilin's eyes were dazed and astonished.
Immediately afterwards, there was another slap in the face, and the last half of Wang Feilin's cheek was smashed, and he fainted on the spot.
"This slap is for yourself. Remember today's lesson." Wang Qingchen retracted his palm indifferently and said: "Uncle Sledgehammer, take him back. Don't let him come out again without my order to embarrass you."
!”
Wang Dachui smiled bitterly: "Fortunately you're here, anyway, this is not our stage."
He hugged Su Yu's fists, picked up the unconscious Wang Feilin and left quickly.
After the farce ended, Wang Qingchen walked towards Su Yu with his hands behind his back. Yun Danfengqing nodded approvingly: "The strength is acceptable."
After saying that, he stood by himself under the altar without talking to anyone, just like the aloof white crane in the sky.
Cailin frowned slightly: "How arrogant he is, looking down on you like this! You are a figure that even the kings of the two great dynasties could not retain. Compared to you, how could he have the confidence to evaluate you like this?"
Su Yu just smiled and didn't care.
"Quack, the Holy Son Zhao Tianyin and Wang Qingchen of the Wang clan are here. It seems that today's assessment is interesting." A ray of sinister voice came across the deep forest and struck harshly.
Many wizards couldn't help but chant incantations to resist the harsh sound.
The soul-fixing wood in Su Yu's palm continued to emit power, neutralizing this harsh and dark power.
"It's King Chu of Fanjing! He actually rushed to take the Holy Land assessment today!"
"The King of Chu's strength ranked third in the competition for the Holy Son. More than ten years have passed. I don't know how far he has cultivated and how much stronger he is than he was back then."
Su Yu glanced at him and felt quite oppressed.
This person's strength is also extremely strong, at least not inferior to the gods in the third heaven realm.
The Wangyue Divine Cult is really full of talents, and in one recruitment process, they managed to bring out three outstanding young geniuses!
Zhao Tianyin and Wang Qingchen both glanced at him silently, then looked away expressionlessly, with a hint of fear flashing deep in their eyes.
Soon, a young man covered in black robes and with a thin body walked out of the deep forest.
He looked at the two old guards guarding the stairs with a smile: "The time difference is just right, we can be tested."
The two old guards looked at the sky and moved away from the stairs. At the same time, they each took out a wooden statue and stayed on the stairs.
laugh--
The two wooden statues exploded, and a yin and a yang burst out from each, two special auras, densely covering every part of the stairs.
The two qi of yin and yang blend with each other. There is me in you and you in me. They are ever-changing in an instant.
Finally, there was a loud noise, and two strange flames, black and white, emerged, engulfing the stairs in the flames.
The black and white flames are very strange, neither cold nor hot, but they make people feel extremely uncomfortable and conflicting.
Cailin leaned next to Su Yu's ear and said: "This is the Yin Yang Witch Fire. The supreme flame that can only be mastered by the leader of the Moon God Sect. It is more terrifying than any known flame in the God's Domain. It is designed to burn the soul, and the soul is not pure enough."
No one can resist the burning."
"The assessment is to walk from the flames to the altar. If you can persevere, you will succeed, otherwise you will fail."
Su Yu understood clearly and stared at the Yin Yang Witch Fire, with no intention of stepping forward immediately.
"Who's coming first?" the two guards said mechanically.
There was a moment of silence in the crowd. A great wizard of the fifth heaven rolled his eyes and walked over first: "I'll go first!"