Chapter 1722: His Head Was Shaved Bald!

"Are my senior brothers here to give me some pointers?" Duan Ling Tian looked at those people who took a few steps backward with narrowed eyes and a faint smile on his lips.

"So he's Ling Tian?" At the same time, the group of Heaven Palace's disciples who had gathered at Duan Ling Tian's door stared at Duan Ling Tian. "He's so young!"

"It's nothing great if he only looks young. More importantly, he hasn't even reached the age of forty."

"He's not even forty and is suspected of being at the Intermediate Refined Saint Stage, how strong must his innate talent be!"

"You must know that even in our Mystical Sky Mansion, there are only a few who have broken through to the Intermediate Refined Saint Stage when they were below the age of forty. They're the most outstanding people among our Mystical Sky Mansion's younger generation! Now, that includes him."

"Humph! Vice Palace Master Xiao must really value him since he's given the chance to enter the Spirit Pool to cultivate as soon as he joins the Heaven Palace."

The group of Heaven Palace's disciples whispered among themselves, but their eyes never left Duan Ling Tian. Obviously, they were very curious about this Duan Ling Tian who had obtained the chance to enter the Spirit Pool as soon as he joined the Heaven Palace.

"You're Ling Tian?" The three Heaven Palace's disciples who wanted to break in and had stepped back as soon as Duan Ling Tian opened the door finally returned to their senses at this time. They glared at Duan Ling Tian.

"That's right." Duan Ling Tian nodded. Although he seemed calm on the surface, there were hints of discontentment in the depth of his eyes.

These few people actually wanted to break in earlier. In his opinion, that was an extremely rude thing to do.

"Ling Tian, I heard you're the most outstanding Saint Stage genius who joined the Mystical Sky Mansion this time... I came today because I want to spar with you. How's that? Do you dare to accept my challenge?" One of them stepped forward and stared at Duan Ling Tian with a burning gaze.

It was a middle-aged man with a medium build. His expression was glum. He stared at Duan Ling Tian as if he was on a warpath.

Naturally, he was openly provoking him.

"Spar?" Duan Ling Tian lifted his eyebrows.

"That's right!" The middle-aged man nodded and continued to say, "You don't have to worry. My cultivation base is also only at the Intermediate Refined Saint Stage... I heard that you're also at the Intermediate Refined Saint Stage, so you're not at a disadvantage if you fight me."

After hearing the middle-aged man's words, before Duan Ling Tian even said anything, the other Heaven Palace's disciples had a strange expression on their faces.

They were no stranger to the middle-aged man.

Although the middle-aged man was an Intermediate Refined Saint Stage Martial Cultivator, he had already been in the Intermediate Refined Saint Stage for many years. He could enter the Mastery Refined Saint Stage at any time now.

His strength could be considered to be in the upper-middle tier among all the Intermediate Refined Saint Stage powerhouses in the Heaven Palace.

Due to this reason, the other Heaven Palace's disciples had a strange expression on their faces when they heard his words.

In their opinion, even if both of them were Intermediate Refined Saint Stage powerhouse, it was not a fair fight because the middle-aged man had the advantage.

At a corner where no one noticed, a gorgeous silhouette stood there.

That girl has an angelic face and the body of a temptress. At this moment, she was looking at Duan Ling Tian who was in a confrontation with three Heaven Palace's disciples with a faint smile on her lips. "Humph! How do you like my gift to you since you're not giving the chance to enter Spirit Pool to me?"

Based on her words, it was obvious she was Wang Fei Xuan, the favorite granddaughter of the Mansion Master of the Tyrannic Saber Mansion.

Most people did not dare to voice out their discontentment with Duan Ling Tian getting the chance to enter the Spirit Pool since it was ordered by Vice Palace Master Xiao.

However, with Wang Fei Xuan secretly fanning the flames, many people began to feel angry. That was how this group of Refined Saint Stage Heaven Palace's disciples ended up in front of Duan Ling Tian's door.

"Yes, I'm not at a disadvantage." Duan Ling Tian noticed the strange expression on the Heaven Palace's disciples' faces, but he did not care.

As the saying went, 'When everyone is drunk, and I'm the only one sober.'

This was exactly how he felt at this moment.

In fact, when he came out, he had activated the secret tactic Elder Huo passed to him, the Divine Eye. Before the three Heaven Palace's disciples who wanted to break in had begun to speak, he had already figured out all their cultivation base. All of them were at the Intermediate Refined Saint Stage.

Put aside the fact that there were only three Intermediate Refined Saint Stage powerhouses, Duan Ling Tian was not afraid even if there were thirty or three hundred of them.

Hence, after hearing what the Heaven Palace's disciple before him said, he also agreed he was not at a disadvantage.

"If that's the case, please make a move, Junior Brother Ling Tian," the Heaven Palace's disciple who stood in front of Duan Ling Tian said, brimming with confidence. It was obvious he did not think much of letting Duan Ling Tian make the first move since he thought he would win eventually.

Faced with the provocation from the Heaven Palace's disciple, Duan Ling Tian narrowed his eyes and said, "Senior Brother, are you sure you want me to make a move first?"

"Of course! I, Huang Ji, always honor my words!" The Heaven Palace's disciple said with certainty.

"If that's the case, do give me some pointers, Senior Brother." Duan Ling Tian cupped his fist slightly and then focused his gaze as he suddenly moved.

In that instant, there was a faint golden shine on the surface of Duan Ling Tian's body as he leaped toward Huang Ji as agile as a leopard.

Naturally, he would not use his full strength at this moment. If he had used his full strength, he would definitely kill Huang Ji before anyone even noticed it.

It was too ostentatious anyway.

Moreover, he would completely expose the Sun True Origin by doing that. At that time, someone might connect the dots and connect him to Li Feng. Even if his Disguising Secret Tactic was so flawless that nobody would think he was Li Feng, but the troubles Li Feng caused would inevitably come to find him. Although he was not afraid, he would still avoid it if it was possible.

Even if he was going to be exposed, it would be in the future.

As for his previous statement to Wang Fei Xuan declaring that he was Li Feng's friend, he did not think anyone would believe him. And the truth was, no one did.

However, if he used the same True Origin as Li Feng, there would definitely be people who would connect the dots. After all, his True Origin was a rarity and very different from ordinary True Origins. Most people's True Origins were those common attribute True Origins.

"Good one!" Faced with Duan Ling Tian who was charging agilely like a leopard toward him, Huang Ji narrowed his eyes as it flashed coldly.

In the next moment, the True Origin in his body rose up and appeared on the surface of his body. It was a True Origin that looked like flames. It was a True Origin with fire attributes.

"Blazing Flame Blotted Sky Palm!" The True Origin swept out in a split second from Huang Ji and eventually transformed into a huge palm print in his hands that was as thin as a cattail leaf fan. It swept toward Duan Ling Tian who was charging toward him.

The air stirred when he pushed his palm out. It was as though the flames had torn through the sky, covering the sky and the sun. Whenever he pushed his palm out, there was a burning aura in the air.

At the same time, a sneer appeared on Huang Ji's face as though he could imagine Duan Ling Tian being caught off guard.

Although he did not use all his strength, he had used about 80% of his strength. Ordinary Refined Saint Stage powerhouses would not be able to withstand it.

In his opinion, with Duan Ling Tian's age, even if he was an Intermediate Refined Saint Stage Martial Cultivator, he must have just broken through not too long ago so his strength must be limited.

However, soon enough, he discovered that Duan Ling Tian who was before him had vanished, and the palm he had pushed out with great momentum had missed. Huang Ji's sneer froze on his face. His eyes widened as an expression of incredulity appeared on his face. "This... How's it possible?!"

"Huang Ji, beware! He's behind you!" At this time, a reminder sounded behind Huang Ji.

Huang Ji trembled, and he was about to turn around when he felt a cooling sensation on his head as though a sharp metal was placed on it. He immediately froze, not daring to move an inch at all. At this time, Huang Ji's forehead was covered with cold sweat while his top was drenched with cold sweat as well.

From the beginning until the end, he did not know how his opponent had appeared behind him. In other words, he was no match for his opponent's speed.

'How's this possible?! Unless he, a young man who's not even forty years old, is a Mastery Refined Saint Stage powerhouse?' When that thought popped up in Huang Ji's mind, even he found it unbelievable.

Even in the Mystical Sky Mansion, there was no Mastery Refined Saint Stage powerhouse below the age of forty.

"If he isn't a Mastery Refined Saint Stage powerhouse, how's his speed so fast?" Huang Ji was puzzled.

"Hehe!" Huang Ji only regained his senses when a giggle resonated in the air. He suddenly realized the cold metal feeling on his head had disappeared. He did not know why, but his head still felt cold.

Huang Ji turned around and discovered that Ling Tian stood not far away from him while he looked at him with a half smile on his face.

Instantly, Huang Ji's face darkened. Although he felt unresigned, he knew he was no match for his opponent.

Shortly after, Huang Ji realized the atmosphere was a little strange. Every Heaven Palace's disciple was looking at him funnily.

Moreover, they seemed to be staring at his head!

Subconsciously, Huang Ji raised his hand to touch his head before he instantly paled. At this moment, Huang Ji discovered all his hair was completely gone, and he did not know where it had gone.

No wonder his head felt cold. As it turned out, he was now bald.

Huang Ji was not angry or humiliated about the fact that he was bald. In fact, he felt grateful. If his opponent had cut a little deeper, would his head not fall open like a sliced watermelon?

"Thank you for your mercy." Colors drained from his face before his face turned purple. Huang Ji cupped his hands toward Duan Ling Tian and then stepped into the air and left shamefully.

"Such a useless fellow!" In the distance, a silhouette walked toward the crowd slowly. It was Wang Fei Xuan who was giggling earlier. When she saw Duan Ling Tian had defeated Huang Ji, she felt extremely displeased. However, she could not help but laugh when she saw Huang Ji had turned bald.