Chapter 521 - 197: A Dozen Is Too Few, No Match at All

Chapter 521: Chapter 197: A Dozen Is Too Few, No Match at All

Swoosh!

Luo Cheng didn’t waste words and directly leapt onto the stage.

Instantly, everyone’s eyes were focused on him.

“Luo Cheng really dares to take on Qin Shao and the others!”

Nobody expected that Luo Cheng would be so bold. Shocked yet deeply curious, the crowd quickly grew excited as the entire assessment hall filled with inner sect disciples.

The other two Crown Prince Hall disciples also ascended the stage one after another.

Seeing Luo Cheng’s decisiveness, Qin Shao sneered coldly, his gaze bearing down on Luo Cheng: “You little punk, with me here, you can forget about becoming a core disciple today!”

Luo Cheng replied calmly, “You’re not enough. The three of you together don’t qualify.”

Upon hearing this, Qin Shao and his two companions immediately grew enraged.

As core disciples, how could they tolerate being so blatantly disrespected by an inner sect disciple with an awakened wasted martial soul? It was simply outrageous!

“Such arrogance! You two don’t need to act—I’ll deal with him myself!”

Qin Shao’s face darkened with fury as he stepped forward, pointing three fingers at Luo Cheng. “Don’t think that just because you’ve comprehended sword intent, you can act recklessly. Within ten breaths, no—three breaths—I’ll have you on the ground licking the soles of my shoes!”

Luo Cheng raised a single finger in response: “One breath is enough to make you lie down.”

These words immediately stunned the crowd.

Qin Shao, a powerful practitioner at the middle stage of the seventh layer of the Awakening Vein Realm, defeated within a single breath? Was he implying instant defeat?

“You’re courting death!”

Qin Shao bristled with rage. He already looked down on Luo Cheng, and now Luo Cheng claimed he could obliterate him instantly—how could he bear it!

“Meteor Strike!”

With a fierce shout, Qin Shao erupted with essence energy, his fist radiating dazzling power, crashing through the air like a star plummeting to earth, roaring with destructive force, shaking even the air throughout the grand hall!

“Such incredible pressure! The force of his fist alone is enough to terrify people. Impressive!”

“Not even a practitioner at the early stage of the seventh layer of Awakening Vein Realm could withstand this punch. If Luo Cheng can’t block it, he might suffer serious injuries on the spot!”

The surrounding inner sect disciples were shocked and swallowed hard.

Two examination elders calmly observed the situation.

The core disciple assessment required strict standards. Only through such challenges could the elite status of core disciples be maintained. Failures, even injuries, fostered competitive spirit among the disciples.

As long as no lives were lost, they wouldn’t intervene.

Just as the overwhelming fist force was about to engulf Luo Cheng, he finally made his move.

There was no domineering aura, no dazzling brilliance—only a simple, calm gesture as he raised his hand and swung a slap, light as the breeze and clouds.

Boom!

This unassuming slap unleashed astonishing destructive power. The air exploded, and the fierce Meteor Strike dissipated in an instant.

“Not good!”

Qin Shao’s heart was seized with terror, his eyes widening. There was no time to evade.

“Ah!”

With a miserable scream, Qin Shao spewed a three-foot-long stream of blood into the air, his body like a broken sack soaring high before crashing into the assessment hall’s wall with a heavy thud. He slid weakly to the floor, leaving a bloodstain on the wall that was both garish and shocking!

The entire assessment hall fell into dead silence.

Everyone stared at the lone figure standing in the center of the stage, holding their breath. Luo Cheng’s earlier words echoed in their minds.

“One breath is enough to make you lie down!”

And now, he had truly killed it with one move, instantly defeating Qin Shao!

“Useless! Can’t even handle one Luo Cheng!”

Lu Shaojing cursed inwardly. Luo Cheng’s dominance irritated him greatly.

Luo Cheng ignored the crowd’s attention, turning toward the other two on the stage. “Time is running out. Why haven’t you made a move yet?”

Their faces turned pale as they swallowed nervously, unable to utter a word.

Their strength was on par with Qin Shao’s, but that single slap had shattered their confidence.

With a look of disdain, Luo Cheng cast an eye over the two and then directed his gaze toward the Crown Prince Hall disciples beneath the stage. He declared, “Let’s do this. Any practitioner in the seventh layer of Awakening Vein Realm can step up. If any of you can make me take a single step back, I’ll count it as assessment failure!”

Luo Cheng had never been one to follow established rules. Since the other side had provoked him, they would have to pay the price.

Today, he intended to give them a harsh lesson!

He had long been at odds with the Crown Prince Hall—no need for decorum or restraint. Instead, he seized the opportunity to make a name for himself, ensuring that no petty individuals would dare challenge him again.

“Luo Cheng, you’re too arrogant. Do you truly think nobody in Crown Prince Hall can handle you?”

“Senior brothers and sisters, hurry up and teach this brat a lesson!”

“…”

The Crown Prince Hall disciples erupted with furious shouts.

Such blatant provocation was a slap in the face, utterly disregarding them.

The Crown Prince Hall disciples typically considered themselves superior. When had they ever felt so humiliated? Each face turned red with indignation.

Lu Shaojing’s gaze grew sharp. He had been waiting for an opportunity to punish Luo Cheng. Immediately, he turned to those behind him and ordered:

“Junior Brother Yan, Junior Brother Ding, Junior Sister Wu—get up there! Today we must stop him from passing the assessment. If he succeeds, Crown Prince Hall’s reputation will be ruined!”

“Don’t worry, Senior Brother Lu. There’s no way he’ll pass the assessment today.”

“Daring to belittle us, he must pay the price for his words!”

“Exactly!”

Three Crown Prince Hall disciples, all at the peak of the seventh layer of Awakening Vein Realm, climbed onto the stage, their faces showing anger and murderous intent.

Lu Shaojing felt uneasy seeing Luo Cheng’s calm demeanor. He quickly shouted, “All practitioners at the seventh layer of Awakening Vein Realm—get up there! Attack together! Leave no opening for him!”

“Understood!”

Nearly ten more figures leapt onto the stage.

Only then did Lu Shaojing relax slightly.

With over a dozen seventh-layer Awakening Vein Realm practitioners attacking as one, even an eighth-layer early-stage powerhouse would retreat to avoid confrontation.

Lu Shaojing was convinced that Luo Cheng wouldn’t be able to withstand it.

Even if they couldn’t defeat him, forcing him to retreat by just one step would be easy—no suspense at all.

Looking at Luo Cheng, Lu Shaojing sneered inwardly: If you boast such words and fail to deliver, you’ll humiliate yourself completely!

The two assessment elders hadn’t expected things to escalate to this extent.

The middle-aged elder intended to intervene, but the female elder stepped forward first, raising her voice: “Since you’re all willing participants, feel free to proceed.”

As a member of Crown Prince Hall herself, she naturally hoped the group would teach Luo Cheng a good lesson.

The middle-aged assessment elder hesitated but chose to remain silent. The conflict between Nangong Jue and Yun Mengli had surfaced, and every action represented their respective stances. He preferred to stay neutral and avoid involvement. Raising his voice, he said:

“I hope you exercise restraint. No fatal injuries!”

“Don’t worry, Elder. We just want to remind him of his place and teach him some manners. At most, he’ll be bedridden for a few months.” A Crown Prince Hall disciple on stage, evidently familiar with the two elders, replied with a sly grin.

“Indeed, he’s only been in the Inner Sect for a short time, yet he acts like the world revolves around him. Without a proper lesson, he might think he can rule the Inner Sect with arrogance!”

“This time, we’ll make sure to humble him completely.”

The Crown Prince Hall disciples on stage all fixed their gaze on Luo Cheng, radiating a murderous aura.

Yet, Luo Cheng remained unfazed. He swept his eyes over the group and replied indifferently:

“Too few. Not worth my time.”

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