In the mind of the clear-faced monk from the Wuliang Sect, if Wang Ning wanted to defeat him, he would have to pay a lot of price. However, this was not the time to fight to the death, so he would not really accept the challenge.
Moreover, he came out just now because he wanted to defeat his opponent by virtue of the gap of one small realm lower than his opponent, so as to let these monks from other regions who had just been recruited know how powerful he is. The reputation of the Wuliang Sect is not something they dare to underestimate.
Now that the goal has been achieved, this monk will naturally not stay on the sidelines any longer. Quitting while the going is good is the best outcome.
However, when he turned back, his steps were a little unsteady. He took a head-on attack from a fake Dan monk. Although the opponent had no intention of killing him and the attack was definitely not with full strength, it still caused a shock in his abdomen, and his blood and qi rushed wildly, making him feel very uncomfortable.
The monk with a clear face did return, but Tang Minglong stumbled and nearly fell when he heard what he said before leaving, especially the sentence "he is just a low-ranking figure in the sect", and his face turned blue with anger.
Tang Minglong knew that he had many tricks that he had failed to use, and the other party actually said that he was the weaker one, which was simply another slap in the face. If he had not been more cautious, he might have gone back to settle the score immediately.
When Wang Ning saw the other party turn around and leave, there was not much surprise on her face. She came on the field originally to test those fake alchemy cultivators on the opposite side, and what she said just now was just a polite remark.
But if the other party insists on not replying, then he will only be hurt further.
"Fellow Daoist Wang, there are so many cultivators in the arena, and this kind of fighting will take too much time. How about this, we each discuss it, and then each choose three people to fight, until one side is completely defeated. What do you think?"
Gong Yuantai looked around and saw that there were no less than dozens of people on both sides who wanted to come forward to challenge. If the fight continued like this, firstly, it would take too long, and secondly, there would be too many fighting monks, and it might end up in a melee, which would be difficult to resolve.
After hearing what Gong Yuantai said, Wang Ning, who was standing in the front, frowned first, then she turned her head and looked at the people behind.
"I have to participate. Otherwise, if anyone of you comes up and defeats me first, I will quit. Another thing, I think what Senior Brother Gong said makes sense. If dozens of people go on stage one by one, it may not be over even after a whole day."
After Wang Ning finished speaking, she stood in the middle of the field and did not retreat. The people behind her looked at each other, and the nine fake elixir cultivators in the lead began to speak in a low voice.
Just a moment later, a square-faced monk among them raised his head and looked towards Gong Yuantai opposite.
"Fellow Daoist Gong's suggestion is indeed a way to quickly decide the result. We have no objection. Miss Wang's cultivation is indeed the best among us. The rest of the candidates can be decided later."
The square-faced monk had a deep voice and looked like a very steady person. After he finished speaking, they looked at the group of monks behind him.
After hearing this, the monks from Gong Yuantai all nodded but did not speak again.
Wang Ning bowed slightly to the people behind him as a token of gratitude, but his face showed no joy or sadness.
Li Yan in the distance was still standing at the gate of the courtyard. At this time, many monks were standing beside him. The fight here just now attracted the attention of the monks nearby, and many people gathered around him.
"It's quite interesting. The sixteenth team of newly recruited monks are going to challenge the old team members. These new monks are causing trouble right after they arrive. They are not afraid of attracting their uncles and aunts."
"I came here for a while, and the reason is very simple. After Ting Wei died in battle yesterday, the monks who were just recruited felt that the position of captain should not be assigned by the higher-ups, but should be determined by one's own strength.
"Just now, Senior Brother Yang defeated a fake Dan cultivator from the other side, hehe!"
"Oh, you are talking about Senior Brother Yang from Buli Peak, right? His cultivation is not that strong, but his Gu technique is pretty good..."
As he spoke, someone pointed at the clear-faced cultivator behind Gong Yuantai. Originally, there were only about ten cultivators from the Wuliang Sect there, and there might not be many with the same surname, so he was pointed out at once.
"If you ask me, the monks who were recently recruited are just arrogant. They need to be taught a lesson."
"You say we are arrogant. This is how things are between the four major sects. Aren't there many people who were killed when they went to each other's territory for training?"
"That's right, the victory just now was just a surprise and a trick."
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Li Yan heard the discussions around him. He glanced over and saw that the people around him were vaguely divided into two formations. It was obvious that they were in the same situation as Gong Yuantai and his men in the center of the venue.
Over tens of millions of years, the four major sects have grown from weak to strong, fighting each other to the death and hunting down each other's disciples. The grudges between them are not seamless just because they have a common enemy.
Although Fengliang Mountain is located in Shibuyuan, the one in charge here now is the Wuliang Sect. The monks from the Pure Land Sect and Shibuyuan have come together invisibly.
Li Yan had no opinion on this. He himself was like this and of course he had feelings for the Wuliang Sect, let alone others.
He just crossed his arms and looked at the center of the venue leisurely.
At the top of a mountain ten miles away from here, in a larger cave, seven Jindan monks were drinking tea and talking in low voices, three at the front and four on the sides.
"It's a rare opportunity for us to retreat and rest for a few days. Master Wei, you called us here again. You didn't just want to watch these little guys fight, did you? I'm still injured and need to take the time to meditate and recover."
A monk in his fifties wearing a Taoist robe took a sip of tea, looked at Wei Chongran in the middle and said slowly, "The reason why we asked Daoist Liu and others to come here is not because of such a small matter. In addition to Daoist Feng from the 'Tahe Sect', Daoist Fang from the 'Zhongdaowu' and four other Daoists who are seriously injured, they need to stay in seclusion and cannot go out.
All of us who have been replaced this time have been gathered here. I have just received a secret order from Senior Hua Heshan of the Fengjiao Sect who is stationed here, so I hurriedly gathered you all here. Of course, it is important to discuss matters.
Oh, the reason why we see those little guys fighting is that the Taoist friend from Jingtan Temple hasn't arrived yet. It's always a good thing to see the younger generation grow up. They also suffer the most casualties when dealing with demon cultivators. Knowing ourselves and the enemy will help us make better deployments."
Wei Chongran gave a simple explanation, and the four cultivators sitting on the side nodded. They were Jindan cultivators from sects other than the Wangliang Sect, and they were all recently transferred here to assist.
However, their realm is higher and their horizons are broader. Naturally, they will not be as concerned about the battle between the Demons and the Demons as Bro and his companions, so they still respect the names of the four major sects.
They knew that the four major sects were not just powerful in name only. Their cultivation techniques and resources were far beyond their reach.
Take the Fatty Wei in front of them for example. They had finally seen how ferocious he was on the battlefield. He was simply a human-shaped beast. No way could they have imagined that he would be as gentle as jade as he is now.
Since there was a secret order, of course we had to wait for everyone to gather. This time, the fifty-year-old Taoist priest smiled and nodded.
"Master Wei, the disciples of your Wuliang Sect not only have excellent cultivation, but also first-rate scheming. The disciple just now was able to calculate every move of Tang Minglong. He is also a rare talent."
As soon as the Wuxue Taoist priest finished speaking, the three Jindans beside him nodded and said, "The Four Great Sects are indeed the giants of our Wild Moon Continent. The disciples they have trained are certainly not bad."
"That's true. Compared to disciples like me, we are really inferior..."
As soon as these words were spoken, apart from Wei Chongran, even the other two Jindan from the Wuliang Sect beside him smiled.
Both of them are from Laojun Peak. They and Wei Chongran just took a break from the front battlefield today.
Elder Chi Gong led the rest of the Wuliang Sect and the recruited Jindan monks and returned to the battlefield in the early morning.
"Fellow Daoist Liu, you are too modest. Which of the cultivators you have dispatched is weak? I just suffered a loss due to my carelessness. I think the aura of the female disciple in the field is comparable to that of Gong Yuantai of Laojun Peak."
A Jindan cultivator from Laojun Peak chuckled. He knew that this was the time for all parties to work together. The people in front of him were not cultivators from their Wuliang Sect, so he didn't care much about them.
If the relationship can be further improved in normal times, at least in a war, it will only be beneficial to both sides.
Sure enough, after he said this, the expressions of those people became much more relaxed.
When they came here just now, they thought that Wei Chongran just wanted them to watch these youngsters fight, especially when the disciples of the Wuliang Sect won in the end. This made them start to think that it was a deliberate setup by Wei Chongran, who wanted to take the opportunity to warn them.
Although there are no disciples of theirs here, they are from their Pure Land Sect and Shibuyuan, so they still feel uncomfortable about the defeat.
However, due to Wei Chongran's ferocity and the orders from the Pure Land Sect and Shibuyuan, they could only deal with it carefully. Now it seemed that at least the fight just now was a spur-of-the-moment idea and not a planned one, so they felt less unhappy.
But they also knew in their hearts that the Wuliang Sect definitely wanted to control Fengliang Mountain in their own hands. This was just like the other two defense points, and they had to understand this clearly.
"Wang Ning is from the Luoshui Sect, which is a first-rate sect under the jurisdiction of the Ten-Step Courtyard. She is also a very popular figure among the younger generation of the sect. She was originally going to break through to the Golden Core stage, but she postponed her exit because of this war."
A Jindan cultivator from the Shibuyuan said softly that he had a good relationship with the Shuimen, so he knew Wang Ning quite well.
The meaning of his words was very clear. This girl already had the strength to reach the Golden Core stage. For some disciples of large sects, this actually meant that they had the strength to compete with ordinary Golden Cores. Therefore, she had a greater chance of winning when fighting against those of the same level.
Wei Chongran and his companions were polite, so the Jindan cultivators under the Ten-Step Courtyard only mentioned the issue briefly and did not say anything explicitly.
"Well, if Wang Ning is really capable, Team 16 will be handed over to her."
Wei Chongran said with a smile. Of course, he didn't think so in his mind. Just kidding, he could predict the result now. Even among the foundation-building disciples of the Wuliang Sect, there might not be one who could defeat Li Yan.
Even disciples like Gong Chenying who already had the strength to reach the Golden Core stage were not good enough. Compared with a person who could hold off a middle-stage Golden Core demon for more than ten breaths, those disciples were far from good enough.
"Brother Wei, what you said makes sense. Recently, more and more monks have been transferred out, and there are more and more outstanding disciples. It is time for someone with strength to take the position.
By the way, your disciple seems to be in a good mood to watch the show, hehe..."
The Jindan from Laojun Peak suddenly changed the subject. They had seen Wei Chongran's consciousness always fall on Team 16 of the "Green Bat Camp" and were about to step forward to stop these disciples from taking action, but were stopped by Wei Chongran.
Then Wei Chongran briefly explained the situation, so he knew Li Yan's identity. Who would have thought that when Li Yan saw the two sides fighting, he just watched the show leisurely on the side.