Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!-Chapter 633 - 392: The Scavenging Inside Bear Cave, My Spirit Beast is Frank, Yi Taoist’s Prestige Shakes Dragon Tiger Mountain._3

"Yi Chengzi, it's been almost three years, do you know how I've spent these years?"

"Although my cultivation has progressed slightly slow, today I must show all the supreme elders my formidable actual combat abilities."

"I, Zhang Longyi, have accumulated strength to unleash it thinly!"

At this moment, the young Daoist standing on the cloud platform had a look of ambition to prove himself, his eyes sparkling with a dominating will!

For three years, he, Zhang Longyi, endured endless ridicule and mockery, spitting in the face of it all, for today was his day.

Aside from the anomaly Yi Chengzi, he, Zhang Longyi, was not inferior to any cultivator of the same rank.

Just as he scanned the crowd, waiting for his opponent to take the stage, suddenly a sarcastic voice rang out from the high platform.

"Oh, father, Zhang Longyi is just a beast of burden. If I, Little Miao, can't defeat him in three moves, I'll take my own life right here."

"I've heard that Dragon Tiger Mountain is renowned in the cultivation world for its Yang Thunder, yet how come today, at such a grand event, there's some weird thing practicing Yin Five Thunders mixing in?"

"It hasn't even been three years, what has happened to Dragon Tiger Mountain that even Zhang Longyi can stand up and take the lead?

All of you exalted individuals from Dragon Tiger Mountain, listen to a word from me, Little Miao, do you know that he, Zhang Longyi, doesn't have that capability?"

"He practices Yin Five Thunders, and I, Little Miao, think some people simply have no right to participate in this magic duel ~"

"You!" Zhang Longyi's eyes were shooting fire, and he glared fiercely in anger.

"What 'you'? Do you want me, Little Miao, to play with you?" A shadow flashed by, and Miao Zi suddenly appeared in the center of the cloud platform, his body surrounded by powerful thunderous force.

He walked towards Zhang Longyi with a graceful cat-like gait, his eyes filled with coldness. He, Little Miao, would never forget how he and his father had to flee for their lives like dogs.

And it all was thanks to the man before him.

Lin Luo: "....." I knew it.

"What do you mean by this, Yi Taoist? Your spiritual beast, even in the midst of the True Person Realm, rarely has any rivals. Are you bullying a disciple of Dragon Tiger Mountain who is only at the second level of the True Person Realm, suggesting that Dragon Tiger Mountain has no one else?"

Zhang Lingyue spoke with a shift in expression, yet his words were cold.

Before the competition had even begun, the atmosphere atop the cloud platform was already tense as though swords were drawn and bows were bent.

"Oh, it's all a misunderstanding~" Watching Zhang Lingyue's growing aura, Yi Chen smoothly twirled the three golden iron balls in his hand, and said smilingly with an air of nonchalance, "Miao Zi, won't you roll back to daddy?"

"Can't you see that Daoist friend Zhang Lingyue is getting angry?"

"Daoist friend Ling Yue, my spiritual beast can't hide things in its heart, it's just frank."

"So what if someone practices Yin Five Thunders? Are they not human? Hurry up and get a melon for Zhang Longyi... pah, hurry back to daddy."

Miao Zi's figure flashed, and he immediately appeared on Yi Chen's armrest, saying with a look of grievance, "But Zhang Longyi is a waste to begin with."

"What kind of talk is that, how did daddy teach you before!"

"Even you cannot say it!"

"Daddy, your son understands, those who practice Yin Five Thunders are known for their cruel and narrow-minded nature, not magnanimous and upright, but even so, I won't say it."

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Watching the back-and-forth between Yi Chen and Miao Zi, Lin Luo sitting next to Yi Chen couldn't hold back anymore and burst into laughter.

"Yi Chengzi, you've insulted the disciples of Dragon Tiger Mountain like this, don't you think you owe me, a poor Daoist, an explanation?"

Suddenly, Zhang Lingyue rose to his feet and floated into mid-air, his immense presence overwhelming the entire venue, shocking the assembled crowd.

Today's actions by Yi Chen provided him with a perfect excuse to make a statement.

"You want me, a poor Daoist, to give you an explanation?"

"What explanation do you want?"

Seeing this, Yi Chen was unfazed and responded with a cold, mocking smile.

At this moment, the entire place was silent, so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

"Words are of no use, it is well known that Yi Taoist is highly skilled in cultivation, please, Yi Taoist, take the stage and share with us!"