Towards the Path of Heaven

Chapter 78

The moment Yan Chutian's words came out, the entire room was shocked. They had originally thought that this young-looking new disciple would think of a way to avoid the trial and use Elder Sun to seize the position of a Saint Candidate by force.

But who would have thought that he would actually say such words? He actually wanted to compete with Zhao Hong to determine the ownership of the Prospective Saints!

"This ... Is this new student crazy? He really wanted to compete with Zhao Hong for the position of a Saint Candidate?"

"The shameless shit. Zhao Hong was already at the peak of the Spirit Transformation Stage. Even if he could not compare to the Holy Son, he could still be considered a Prospective Saint. She actually dared to take the initiative to compete with him?!"

"He really did not know the magnitude of the heavens and the earth. Does he think that with Elder Sun protecting him, he can do whatever he wants?"

"..."

"Young Brother Yan, you …"

Zhou Yang's expression suddenly changed. After that shock, there was a feeling of helplessness. According to him, it was because his new sister was still too young. He just wanted to prove himself, and in the end, he said such words.

However, one should know that Zhao Hong was a cultivator at the peak of the Spirit Transformation Stage, and not someone who could compare to a late stage Spirit Transformation cultivator like him. As a result, even if Yan Chutian could fight with the Giant Snake King in his eyes, it was impossible for him to be a match for Zhao Hong.

"Junior Yan is too impulsive. This way, Zhao Hong would have something on him. This matter will definitely not be easily forgotten!"

In his mind, Yan Chutian should not have this kind of impulsive character. Why is it now implicit….

Even Elder Sun's expression changed. He looked at the young man before him in a daze, wanting to see if he was being impulsive or something else. It was just that with Yan Chutian's expression, how could he see the clues?

The only people who believed in Yan Chutian were Qiu Yu and the young girl, Zhou Qing. One believed him almost unconditionally, while the other deeply trusted him after he risked his life to save him.

"Ha hah …!"

A deafening laughter resounded after the initial shock, echoing throughout the great Hall of Service.

After laughing for a long time, Zhao Hong slowly raised his head and looked directly at Yan Chutian with a look full of disdain. He really did not know what gave this person the courage to challenge him with just a final stage Spirit Transformation cultivation.

If at any other time, he would definitely underestimate this and would not accept the challenge. But today was different from the past because the other party had passed on the identity of the Prospective Saint to him, so how could he miss this opportunity?

"Alright, today, Senior Brother Zhao will give you a chance to challenge me. I can also teach you that there is always someone better than you in this sect!"

Yan Chutian smiled without commitment. Ignoring the gazes of those around him, he directly walked out of the Service Hall.

Seeing this, Zhao Hong coldly snorted and followed. He did not care what the other party had up his sleeve. As long as he defeated the other party in public, even if Sun Yun protected him, the position of the Candidate Holy Son would definitely belong to him.

Following the actions of the two, a large group of disciples also walked out of the Service Hall. Clearly, they did not want to miss such an unexpected fight. Right now, Sun Yun was also helpless and could only follow them.

In this situation, the identity of the Prospective Saint was no longer within his control, and he was unable to control it. Otherwise, it would definitely cause the anger of many disciples.

So whether he could obtain the identity of a Candidate Saint or not could only rely on Yan Chutian himself.

...

Standing outside, the few new disciples were perplexed when they saw two people whose cultivations were clearly not the same. And when understanding the reason, understanding appeared on the face one after another.

This boy agreed to it himself. Who can he blame when he loses face?"

"Hehe ... By the way, this Zhao Hong is really brave. He had clearly offended Elder Sun."

"If he could obtain the identity of the Prospective Saint, then what if he offended him?"

The crowd around him discussed excitedly. In short, this battle was already unavoidable.

Zhao Hong looked at Yan Chutian, who was a few feet away. He was very curious as to why the other party dared to say the reason for competing with him for the position of a Prospective Saint. Could it be that he was too young and impulsive?

But soon, it doesn't matter. No matter what, as long as he defeated Zhao Hong, the identity of the Prospective Saint would be his!

Thus, in the next moment, Zhao Hong did not hold back. His right foot lightly stepped on the ground and his body shot out like a cheetah. The palm of his right hand turned into a blade, and Spiritual Energy surged on it. As it slashed, it cut through the air and let out a sharp whistling sound.

Facing Zhao Hong's attack, Yan Chutian did not blink. Just as the attack was about to land, his two hands suddenly turned into palms and violently slapped, colliding violently with the sharp blades of the hand.

"Bang bang!"

As the attacks collided, a dull sound spread out. Looking up, Yan Chutian clearly took a few steps back, while Zhao Hong landed on the ground with a calm expression.

"Tsk tsk ... You do have power."

After the attack, Zhao Hong muttered nonchalantly. He could see that the other party was indeed different from a cultivator at the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm. If a normal cultivator received his attack, even if it was not injured, it was still in a sorry state. However, this man only took a few steps back.

However, if he wanted to snatch the position of a Saint Candidate from him like this, then he had underestimated Zhao Hong too much. He had yet to truly display the peak strength of the Spirit Transformation Realm!

With a sneer on his face, Zhao Hong once again shot out explosively, the sword in his hand continuously slashing. Each attack carried a terrifying tearing strength, stacked together like a dense net, covering the sky and covering the earth as it descended.

Not to mention late stage Spirit Transformation Realm cultivators, even peak Spirit Transformation Realm cultivators might not be able to block this kind of attack.

Due to this situation, many of the surrounding disciples started to speak. "I'm afraid the results will be revealed under Zhao Hong's attack. Zhao Hong was at the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm and was not something that a cultivator of the late Spirit Transformation Realm could compare to."

"Dearly enough. Speaking of which, this new disciple had several areas that surpassed cultivators of the same level. However, he was too arrogant to compare himself to Zhao Hong."

"It looks like the position of the Prospective Saints will fall into Zhao Hong's hands!"

"explosion!"

Dense sword Qi nets descended and rumbling sounds continued to be heard. It lasted for a few breaths of time before it stopped. At this moment, Zhao Hong's face showed a joyous smile. The position of the Prospective Saints would finally be his.

Immediately after, without waiting for the scene to become clear, he turned around and faced Sun Yun.

"Elder Sun, it looks like the position of the Prospective Saints is still …"

However, before Zhao Hong finished speaking, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded. Although his voice was soft, right now his voice was extremely loud. Especially when it stopped in Zhao Hong's ears, it was like thunder.