've already injured over ten of our disciples. This isn't visiting at all; this is clearly starting trouble!"Although Jiang Yun had never met these three people, from their attitude and cultivation le...Seeing Xia Zhongxing stand on the platform, Dongfang Bo could only helplessly sit back down.

Although he is the head of the Shang Dao School, it's impossible for him to truly ignore any sect's rules.

As Xia Zhongxing took the stage, the stands surrounding the competition arena fell silent instantly.

Everyone held their breath, eyes fixed on Xia Zhongxing.

Although everyone knew the disparity in cultivation between Xia Zhongxing and the man opposite him would likely lead to a predictable outcome, they still hoped that Xia Zhongxing could surprise them.

And all the disciples of the Shan Hai Sect, whether they were the three thousand disciples near the competition stage or the other disciples in various locations across the world, were secretly cheering for Xia Zhongxing in their hearts.

In particular, there was a young man who looked quite similar to Xia Zhongxing, but with a pale complexion and a frail body. He clenched his fists tightly.

His gaze was fixed intently on Xia Zhongxing's figure standing on the cloud stone before him, his eyes filled with a glimmer of tears.

He is called Xia Shi, the son of Xia Zhongxing. He was born with an incomplete soul!

No one knew that the night before Xia Zhongxing led his hundred disciples to the main sect, he specially went to find Xia Shi. The father and son spent the entire night together.

Although Xia Zhongxing didn't show anything out of the ordinary, knowing one's father is like knowing oneself!

Xia Shi could feel that his father had made up his mind to fight to the death in this grand competition!

The father and son were not originally from the Shan Hai Realm. They were tricked by Xia Zhongwu, the brother of Xia Zhongxing, and unexpectedly ended up in the Shan Hai Realm.

In order to cure Xia Shi's soul, Xia Zhongxing opened a pharmacy, which led him to meet Jiang Yun. From then on, the fates of the father and son were changed.

If there hadn't been Jiang Yun, the two of them would have probably died in the Great Calamity of Mountains and Seas.

Therefore, although Xia Zhongxing hasn't said anything these years, in his heart, he has always wanted to do something for Jiang Yun.

And now, the opportunity has arrived!

At this moment, standing on the competition stage, Xia Zhongxing was very clear that if the first round of the Shanhai Fen Zong competition was lost, then this round of competition would inevitably be lost.

Even though the team still had a slight chance of winning in the group battle, once left Haocheng took the stage, he would definitely not be a match for the Liuli Fen Zong.

Therefore, this first match must be won, which is also why he insists on being the first to take the stage.

Although Xia Zhongxing's gaze was fixed on the man from the Liuli Branch Sect before him, his mind was filled with memories of his experiences over the years.

It wasn't until the voice of the Elder Master rang out that he finally came to.

"The competition between the Lúlí (Glass) Division and the Shānhǎi (Mountains and Seas) Division has begun!"

Xia Zhongxing bowed to the man in front of him and said, "Shan Hai Fen Zong, Xia..."

Introduction and salutation, this is a customary practice for both sides before each competition.

However, before Xia Zhongxing could finish his words, the man interrupted with a sinister smile: "Stop rambling, you useless waste from the Heavenly Favor realm. I have no time to know your name."

As soon as the voice fell, the man suddenly raised his hand and waved it. A giant storm, ten feet high, instantly flew towards Xia Zhongxing.

Under the shroud of this storm, Xia Zhongxing felt as if a mountain was pressing down on his body, leaving him immobile.

His hair and clothes danced wildly, making it clear to him just how vast the gap in strength was between him and his opponent.

However, Xia Zhongxing certainly wouldn't just sit back and wait for death. Therefore, he gritted his teeth and mustered all his strength.

Then, with a "whoosh," a flame rose from his body, transforming into a sea of fire ten meters in diameter.

As he was enveloped, a raging inferno surged forth, coalescing into a colossal firebird that charged towards the oncoming tempest.

Looking at this firebird, several demon races within the area designated for the ancient demon race in the stands around it suddenly widened their eyes.

Especially the Star River, he lifted his head to look at the gigantic ship that had transformed into a hundred zhang in size and hovered above them. He muttered, "This person is clearly human, how could he possibly condense the image of Senior Wu Yang!"

"Boom!"

The phoenix and the storm collided. The phoenix vanished in an instant, while the storm, almost unscathed, roared towards Xia Zhongxing.

"Bang bang bang!"

Xia Zhongxing, who could not avoid or block the unavoidable summer storm, was instantly swept into its midst.

The body, swept up by the storm's rotation, slammed repeatedly against the wind wall, formed by the tempest itself, as hard as solid rock. A series of sharp, cracking sounds echoed with each impact.

By this point, almost everyone is shaking their head.

This competition is needless to continue, Xia Zhongxing is bound to lose.

No matter what cards he has, it's impossible to bridge the vast chasm of power between Heaven's Favor and Dao Nature.

However, they could all see that with the strength of the disciples of the Liuli School, they didn't even need to make a move. They could easily defeat Xia Zhongxing simply by their aura.

But not only did he strike, but he did so in this way, clearly humiliating Xia Zhongxing.

However, as long as Xia Zhongxing is not in danger of life, unless he admits defeat himself, the elder presiding over the competition will not interrupt the match.

When the storm finally stopped, Xia Zhongxing's body heavily fell onto the platform.

His clothes were tattered, almost reduced to strips of fabric. His exposed skin was covered with countless deep wounds that could be seen to the bone. Blood flowed incessantly from his seven orifices. He lay there, still as death.

Obviously, this was his opponent showing mercy and not intending to kill him.

But seeing Xia Zhongxing's pitiful state, it further confirmed everyone's guess that this man was purely humiliating and tormenting him.

"Admit it!"

"Xia Lao Ge, admit defeat!"

"Don't fight anymore, it's okay to lose. We still have two games left, we can definitely win them!"

At this point, the people of Shan Hai Fen Zong couldn't bear it anymore and rushed towards Xia Zhongxing on stage, shouting at him to admit defeat as soon as possible.

However, the man didn't give Xia Zhongxing a chance to admit defeat at all. With a flick of his palm, another gust of wind swept over Xia Zhongxing, who was unable to move.

And at this very moment, Xia Zhongxing's mind may be hazy, but his lips murmur: "Zhongwu, are you ready to die with your third brother"

As Xia Zhongxing's voice fell, a sound suddenly rang out within Xia Zhongxing: "Third brother, is this what you really want to do"

Xia Zhongxing heavily spat out two words: "Worth it!"

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, flames erupted once more on Xia Zhongxing's body.

However, this is not spiritual fire, but the flames released by his ignited spirit!

Xia Zhongxing burned his Dao Spirit, just as he was burning his own life.

This will allow his strength to increase significantly in a short period of time.

Although he was still no match for his opponent, he would self-destruct next!

Even if he couldn't kill his opponent, a self-destruction would at least allow them both to perish together, ensuring that the first match between the two branches of Shanhai School wouldn't be a loss!

This scene went beyond everyone's expectations, and all faces turned pale.

Apart from Xia Shi, no one else expected Xia Zhongxing to choose such a drastic way.

Oriental Bo's face changed, he raised his foot, ready to step out, but at this moment, three figures descended from the sky faster than him, landing on the stage.

There was also a person who directly pointed at the storm engulfing Xia Zhongxing with one hand, effortlessly dissipating it into nothingness, and organizing the burning of Xia Zhongxing's Dao spirit.

And looking at the three people who suddenly appeared on stage, everyone was baffled. They couldn't understand how they managed to pass through all the obstacles and appear on the competition stage, nor did they know who these mysterious individuals were, daring to interrupt the competition.

The Head Elder, with a furious expression on his face, said, “Boldly, who are you!”

Three people, two men and one woman, heard the elder's words and spoke in turn.

"Shan Hai asks the Dao to divide into schools, Tang Yi!"

"Shan Hai Wen Dao Fen Zong, Lu You Rong!"

"Shan Hai Wen Dao Fen Zong... Wu Shang!"

First published on the Traditional Chinese Novel Networkength of this individual.The figure, as if emerging from a thick darkness, walked towards Jiang Yun, getting closer and closer until Jiang Yun could clearly see his features.This was an old man, with...