The White Bone Peak disciples saw the Elder's token in Su Yuan's hand.
Instantly, they were like a pot that had boiled over, chattering and whispering among themselves.
"What kind of person is this kid? How can he have an Elder's token?"
A thin disciple frowned, his face full of confusion.
"Who knows? Maybe he pulled some strings and flattered some Elder."
The tall disciple next to him snorted disdainfully.
"Humph, we train hard, all to have the chance to participate in the Blood Slaughter Cave mission, to improve our strength and status.
But now, an outsider comes with an Elder's token and wants to steal our spots. How can this be allowed?"
A determined-looking disciple clenched his fists, his eyes burning with anger.
"Exactly, we're all disciples of White Bone Peak, we've given so much to the peak.
Why should an outsider come and take a share?" The others echoed.
Their voices, though not loud, were exceptionally clear in the quiet square.
Su Yuan listened to their discussions, a touch of bitterness rising in his heart.
He knew that his arrival had disrupted the balance, causing dissatisfaction and envy.
A voice suddenly came from the crowd: "He's not wearing the clothes of any other peak, could he be a spy sent by another peak? Maybe the token is fake, and he's deliberately trying to steal our mission spots?"
Everyone fell silent, their eyes focused on Su Yuan, filled with suspicion and vigilance.
This guess was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly creating a thousand waves.
The crowd began to discuss more fiercely, their hostility towards Su Yuan becoming more obvious.
"Maybe he is, why else would an outsider suddenly appear with an Elder's token?"
"Humph, if I find out he's a spy, I won't let him off easy!"
Su Yuan felt the hostile gazes of the crowd and couldn't help but feel a little helpless.
He knew that in this situation, no matter what he said, it would be hard to change their opinion of him.
He could only stand there silently, waiting for the situation to develop.
Seeing this, Senior Brother Ling snorted, "Quiet! What is this disorder? If the token can be forged, wouldn't the Nine Nether Sect be in chaos!
If these wild guesses get out, people will laugh at us White Bone Peak disciples as fools?"
Everyone immediately shut their mouths.
He looked at Su Yuan and said, "Junior Brother Su Yuan, I didn't mean to provoke everyone.
The Blood Slaughter Cave mission has many benefits.
White Bone Peak disciples all want a spot.
Even though you have an Elder's recommendation, you're still an Outer Peak disciple. Naturally, everyone will be unhappy."
Su Yuan nodded slightly, indicating his understanding.
The Black-clad Senior Brother continued, "Why don't we do this, you compete with the White Bone Peak disciples in three rounds.
If you can win two rounds, no one will question your strength."
As soon as he said this.
The White Bone Peak disciples immediately said, "Yes! Only the strong deserve to go!"
"That's right!"
"Let's fight, let's fight!"
Su Yuan pondered in his heart. He knew this was a test for him, the only way to gain recognition.
Although he didn't want to expose his strength too much, he had no other choice at this moment.
"Good, I accept the challenge." Su Yuan said firmly.
Hearing this, the crowd dispersed, clearing a space.
"I'll go first!"
A powerful voice came from the crowd.
A burly man squeezed out of the crowd.
He was tall and sturdy, his face brimming with confidence as he walked forward.
He looked at Su Yuan and snorted, "Kid, today you'll see the power of our White Bone Peak disciples!"
Senior Brother Ling stood on the field and said, "Introduce yourselves, and beforehand, let's make it clear, this is just a sparring session, we are all disciples of the sect, don't get heated.
The burly man chuckled, "Senior Brother, don't worry."
He looked at Su Yuan and said, "My name is Luo Shan, I'm at the seventh level of Qi Refinement."
Su Yuan also introduced himself, "Su Yuan, at the fifth level of Body Tempering."
"Oh, a Body Tempering cultivator? This is a coincidence, the White Bone Invincible Body Art I practice is also a technique for strengthening the body."
Su Yuan didn't respond, "Then please give me your best."
Senior Brother Ling walked to the edge of the field, glanced at the two, then said, "Begin!"
As soon as he spoke, Su Yuan slammed his foot on the ground, charging forward first.
Luo Shan didn't expect that a Body Tempering cultivator at the fifth level would dare to charge directly at him.
"Good!"
Luo Shan was naturally bold, refusing to dodge, and chose to attack.
‘White Bone Protection’
The next second, Luo Shan's entire body was covered in white spiritual energy, the energy condensing into white bone phantoms.
Finally, the phantoms solidified into a suit of armor.
‘White Bone Drill’
Luo Shan's face contorted, his spiritual energy surging wildly, the bone drill condensed from his spiritual energy spun rapidly in front of him, emitting a sharp whistling sound, as if it could tear through the air.
"Come!"
He roared, fiercely pushing the bone drill towards Su Yuan. Wherever the drill passed, the air distorted, creating a gust of wind.
The two were about to collide.
The surrounding people were extremely excited.
A disciple said, "Luo Shan has been in White Bone Peak for three years now, although his cultivation progress isn't high,
He's a practical fighter, even a Qi Refinement level eight senior brother was defeated by him.
This Su Yuan is a body cultivator, but the difference in realm is too big, he shouldn't be able to win."
Another person also responded, "Yeah, I think so too. But I'm curious how this guy got the token from the Elder."
Another person disdainfully said, "Humph, he probably used some dirty tricks."
On the field, on the left, Su Yuan was barehanded, on the right, Luo Shan had a bone drill.
The two were about to collide, it looked like Su Yuan was definitely going to lose.
Just when everyone thought that Su Yuan would be pierced by the bone drill, a shocking scene happened.
Su Yuan's fist collided with the bone drill.
But Su Yuan's fist, at some point, was covered in a bloody substance.
The collision produced a dull thud, like metal hitting metal.
Perhaps because of the bloody substance, Su Yuan's fist was not shattered by the drill as everyone expected.
On the contrary, the rapidly spinning bone drill, upon contact with Su Yuan's fist, encountered an irresistible force, and began to shatter piece by piece.
Fragments flew in all directions, sparkling strangely in the sunlight.
Su Yuan's fist did not stop, like a cannonball fired from a cannon, it continued to bomb towards Luo Shan with an unstoppable momentum.
Luo Shan stared in horror, he wanted to dodge, but found he couldn't react in time.
Su Yuan's fist slammed into his chest, he only felt a huge force strike him, his body flew backward like a kite with a broken string.
His body drew an arc in the air, then slammed heavily into a group of White Bone Peak disciples watching the fight.
Those disciples were completely unprepared for this turn of events, they couldn't dodge in time, and were knocked away by Luo Shan's impact.
The training ground instantly fell into chaos, the knocked-away disciples lay on the ground, groaning in pain.
The other disciples were all stunned, their mouths agape, their eyes wide, as if they couldn't believe what they were seeing.
"How is this possible? Senior Brother Luo Shan's bone drill was actually broken by Su Yuan!"
A disciple stammered, his voice filled with disbelief.
"What kind of monster is this Su Yuan? How could his fist be so powerful?"
Another disciple shouted in terror.
"Am I dreaming? Senior Brother Luo Shan was actually knocked away with one punch, and he even implicated so many disciples!"
A female disciple rubbed her eyes, full of disbelief.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Su Yuan, filled with awe and fear.
Su Yuan stood there, his expression calm, as if everything that had just happened was a trivial matter.
He glanced at the fallen Luo Shan and asked, "Senior Brother, are you okay?"
Luo Shan covered his chest and forced himself to say, "I'm fine."
The others on the ground were filled with bitterness.
We're about to die, and you're fine? What kind of "fine" are you talking about?