Chapter 153: Can You Speak Normally?

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As the bald youth's eyes opened, they had an inexplicable attractiveness. His clear eyes, looking pure as water, seemed like they could suck one's state of mind into them and cause one to be thrown into confusion.

They might even have the illusion that their opponent's body was exuding rays of light, as though he was a deity. The resulting feeling, wanting to worship the opponent, made Wang Baole shudder. His cultivation within his body started circulating immediately, and right at that moment, his devouring seed rotated slightly. As his cultivation circulated around his body, even Wang Baole himself did not notice that deep within his pupils, a purple glow flashed past!

After Wang Baole absorbed the purple light in the Spirit Breath Village, it had integrated with his devouring seed. This formed a strange light—the purple glow that flashed in his pupils. The moment it appeared, the meditating bald youth suddenly let out a soft gasp. His original calm, elegant expression also changed at that moment. When he looked toward Wang Baole, his expression changed to one showing interest.

As his expression changed, the previously formed suppressive force immediately destabilized and dissipated. This caused Lu Zihao, who was walking forward as though he could not control his footsteps and whose body was shivering, to shudder as though he had just awoken from a dream. His breathing hastened, and he had a stunned expression.

"What kind of spell is this!" Lu Zihao exclaimed, caution and shock appearing in his eyes.

Not caring about Lu Zihao's reaction, the bald youth tilted his head slightly, with his posture showing a nobility seemingly deeply rooted within him. The guard beside him—the contestant from the Combat Pavilion—immediately bowed down to listen, nodding for a moment. After that, he got up and walked toward Lu Zihao until he reached the center of the meeting point. He raised his arm and beckoned Lu Zihao, as though challenging him to a duel!

Lu Zihao's expression changed, and he looked toward the bald youth with fear. Then he looked toward Wang Baole, his eyes pleading for help. It did not matter how proud he was—he put that all away at that moment. He knew that this battle would be extremely arduous because his opponent was too strong. But in his heart, Wang Baole was just as strong, so he instinctively looked toward him for help.

"You even have a guard? Stop acting high and mighty!" Wang Baole furrowed his eyebrows and let out a cold snort. He could not get used to the bald youth's posture just now, but at the same time, he also felt the suppressive force emanating from the bald youth's body. Wang Baole felt that the bald youth was the strongest opponent that he had ever met in the same cultivation realm as him. Hence, he followed the bald youth and sat cross-legged, speaking calmly.

"Zihao, there's no harm in fighting. This is your big competition! If it's one on one, it's your issue whether you win or lose. But if it's two on one, it depends on whether I, Wang Baole, agree!"

Hearing Wang Baole's words, Lu Zihao heaved a sigh of relief. Although he disliked Wang Baole and could not see eye to eye with him, Wang Baole's words made him feel more comforted. At that moment, after he raised his head to look at the purple-armored cultivator beckoning him, fighting spirit exploded in Lu Zihao's eyes. He let out a low growl and shot toward the purple-armored cultivator.

With tremendous speed, he got close to the purple-armored cultivator instantly. With a few hand seals, he sent the five Flying Frost Swords surrounding him flying and threw out multiple amulets, transforming them into spells with a bang. Meanwhile, a cold smile appeared on the purple-armored cultivator's face as he strode forward and stomped with his right foot. Immediately, Spirit Qi exploded from under his feet like a storm, and he burst toward Lu Zihao.

Obviously, Lu Zihao had the upper hand in terms of agility and speed. At that moment, he dodged by phasing his figure away and attacked again.

In a flash, the two of them clashed together in the middle of the meeting point.

In this battle, even though Wang Baole did not set off fireworks, he still attracted the attention of the Federation officials, the Army, and Ethereal Dao College's elders who were watching from the viewing platform in the sky.

"Is he that person's disciple?" On the Army's viewing platform, General Zhou narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze landing on the bald youth.

"This person is named LiWuchen1. He's the only personal disciple of Ethereal Dao College's Grand Supreme Elder. With my authority, I can't see his background and dossier," Zhou Lu whispered at his side.

"Of course you can't see it... He should be twenty years old this year..." General Zhou's eyes showed deep thought, and a cold glint gradually appearing in his pupils. However, he quickly suppressed it. He repeated the bald youth's name in his heart a few times and remained silent.

At the same time, the Federation officials all looked toward the bald youth. Obviously, they knew whom his master was, but they did not have as weird a reaction as General Zhou. At the very most, they only paid closer attention to him.

But all the Elders of Ethereal Dao College had complicated expressions when they saw the bald youth. Even the middle-aged man in red robes had such an expression. Deep within his eyes, where others could not see, a cold glint flashed as well.

As booms reverberated around the meeting point at that moment, Wang Baole and the bald youth were both meditating. They gazed at each other, as though they were facing off. After a while, Wang Baole felt a little bored and coughed.

"Senior Brother, why do you keep looking at me?"

"I'm looking at your past and present lives," the bald youth replied calmly.

After hearing that, Wang Baole had an odd expression on his face. He felt that this guy was crazy.

At that moment, Lu Zihao's duel with the purple-armored cultivator at the meeting point became increasingly intense, and it was obvious that Lu Zihao was at a disadvantage. After all, it was obvious that his cultivation level and battle experience could not compare to that of the purple-armored cultivator.

Just as he was about to lose, the purple-armored cultivator suddenly retreated. In a flash, he returned to the bald youth's side with a shake of his body and bowed toward Lu Zihao with cupped fists.

"It's a draw!"

Lu Zihao was taken aback. As he was about to speak, a strange glow suddenly appeared in the bald youth's eyes. He lifted his chin slightly and spoke softly while looking at Wang Baole.

"Now, let's duel!"

Lu Zihao's breathing hastened; he looked at the bald youth then looked toward Wang Baole. No matter how slow his reaction speed was, he understood that at this moment, his opponents' target was not himself at all. It was Wang Baole!

He even suspected that his opponents might have used an unknown method to him to find out that Wang Baole was assisting him, choosing to join the competition because of that. Without a doubt, their backgrounds were extraordinary; that was why they could meet Wang Baole and have this battle with him in the end!

With those thoughts in mind, Lu Zihao had a conflicted look, but he did not say any more. Instead, he returned to Wang Baole's side and remained silent.

Wang Baole raised his head and gazed at the bald youth. Actually, from the moment he first looked at the bald youth, he already had the feeling that the bald youth was sitting there as though he was waiting for him.

But that felt a bit ridiculous, so Wang Baole did not think much of it. However, seeing how obvious the bald youth's actions and words were, he could not help but ask, "Do we know each other?"

"Master said that a few people have tremendous potential and let me invite them to work together and support one another. You're one of them, but I feel that you're just ordinary. However, I thought about giving you a chance, so I looked for you to test you in a battle!" The bald youth raised his head and spoke calmly. As he spoke, it seemed like a certain aura was emanating from his body.

"Can you speak normally? Can you stop posturing?" Wang Baole seemed speechless and raised his hand to smack his forehead. However, at the moment he raised his hand, he did not smack it against his forehead. Instead, he turned his palm over and slammed it toward the ground.

With a boom, his body left the ground like a hare using the force from the slam. Like an arrow shot from a bow, he burst toward the bald youth instantly with his body almost pressed toward the ground.

His actions were as smooth as flowing water, unexpected and cleanly executed. At that moment, Wang Baole's speed was released without reservation, causing him to look like he was flying. His cultivation erupted completely, conjuring Spirit Qi storms around his body. From afar, he looked imposing. Getting close to the bald youth in the blink of an eye, he grabbed toward him.

All this happened too fast, and the bald youth was stunned for a moment, obviously not given enough time to react. However, it was as though the sole purpose in life of the guard at his side—the purple-armored cultivator—was to protect Li Wuchen. Being well-versed in combat and constantly monitoring Wang Baole's actions, he actually stepped out and blocked Wang Baole at that moment.

A boom immediately sounded, and the purple-armored cultivator's body shook violently. Shock appeared in his expression, and he retreated dejectedly while fresh blood leaked from the corner of his mouth. Nonetheless, his block had some effect, causing Wang Baole to slow down a bit.

The bald youth's breathing hastened, using this split second to retreat backward rapidly just as Wang Baole got close. He dodged Wang Baole's grab, and it whizzed past his face. He raised his right hand, pressing toward Wang Baole through the air.

Immediately, a huge boom sounded between the two of them, and a strong force exploded forth. It forced Wang Baole, raring to charge forward again, to take many steps backward, and regret appeared in his gaze.

"Your reaction speed is pretty fast, but it's a two on one, so you can't be considered a true man."

"You're shameless, you ambushed me!" the bald youth exclaimed angrily. He could not remain calm at that moment and retreated backward rapidly.

"Finally, not posturing?" Wang Baole glared at him.

Everyone who saw that scene on the sky platform had pleasant looks of surprise. That was especially so for General Zhou and the Red-robed Cultivator. The both of them had radiant glows in their eyes.

"Nice!"

However, Zhou Lu seemed very unhappy and muttered, "That's a sneak attack. It can't be considered as glorious!"

"Did your brain get damaged from studying too much at White Deer Dao College? Pedantic!" General Zhou furrowed his eyebrows and, in a rare occurrence, berated Zhou Lu.