The crazy uncle-master went on a killing spree, and the whole sect was burned to death!

Chapter 364 Instant Win
"Is this the legendary Song Wanning?"

"Aside from being a little pretty, there's nothing particularly special about it..."

"Who can blame them for having such a good master? Their status rises accordingly..."

"That's right, you can only blame yourself for not having any connections, hahaha!"

"..."

A group of people were joking with each other below the battle platform. They deliberately didn't keep their voices down, and all sorts of sarcastic remarks reached Song Wanning's ears.

She curled her lips into a smile and glanced at the group of people who were talking the loudest.

The group of people stiffened abruptly, guiltily averting their eyes, no longer daring to meet Song Wanning's gaze.

"Junior Sister Song, please forgive me!"

Lin Hao swung the long staff in his hand, his expression turning serious.

He absolutely cannot allow himself to fail, otherwise he doesn't know how much he'll be ridiculed.

"excuse me."

Song Wanning remained calm, the tip of her sword lightly gliding across the ground, her fighting spirit soaring.

The moment she finished speaking, she launched the first attack. She took a slight step forward, and instantly a ball of white light mixed with a gray hue rushed towards Lin Hao.

At the same time, the True Realm of Sword Dao emerged from its cocoon, heading straight for Lin Hao.

Lin Hao's eyes narrowed, and he swung the stick in his hand with force. Instantly, a golden phantom of a roc appeared, and its shrill cry almost shook the entire eardrum.

The roc bared its fangs and claws as it attacked Song Wanning, the cold glint in its eyes sending chills down one's spine.

However, in the next instant, the Sword Dao True Realm directly swept the Roc away and enveloped it into its own domain.

The white light had already spread to Lin Hao's feet. He felt dizzy for a moment, but although he immediately regained consciousness, it was too late. A cold, long sword was already at his neck.

The bustling battle stage suddenly fell silent, and the disciples watching seemed to have been choked, their eyes filled with bewilderment and disbelief.

what happened?

Isn't this just the beginning?

Senior Brother Lin Hao didn't even really lift a finger, so how did it end?

Lin Hao himself was even more confused. He had only thought that since he had a higher cultivation level, he should let Song Wanning make the first move, so that it would look better on him.

Who knew he would make such a big fool of himself? By the time he realized what had happened, his face was already bright red.

"Senior Brother Lin, you've lost."

Song Wanning remained calm. She had calculated that her opponent would let her make the first move, and she used the aura attack to quickly take control of the battle.

After all, if all our tricks are revealed at the beginning, the challenges that follow will be much harder to deal with.

Clearly, this tactic worked.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Hao had already lost.

"You—you cheated!"

Lin Hao's face turned blue and purple with anger, and he glared at Song Wanning angrily, "If you're so capable, let's play another round!"

Upon hearing this, Song Wanning smiled faintly and slightly pushed the long sword close to his neck forward. Immediately, a cold sensation came, startling Lin Hao and sending a chill down his spine.

Looking into Song Wanning's eyes again, the deep meaning hidden within them made him unconsciously swallow hard and his hands sweat with nervousness.

"You have to accept the consequences of your bet. Others won't be as kind as I am in sparing your life."

Her expression carried a hint of pressure; she was unwilling to waste any time on Lin Hao.

In a real battle, who would want to play a match with you?

If you lose, you'll lose your life!
Lin Hao clearly understood what she meant, and his expression became even more interesting.

"Song Wanning wins!" The elder in charge of judging the outcome took the opportunity to announce the result and glanced at Song Wanning.

Song Wanning's move just now, how come it looks so much like a lineage of their Ancient Cold Sect?
But didn't Song Wanning just ascend to immortality? That shouldn't be the case!
Are they too similar?
A hint of speculation flashed in the elder's eyes, and he became even more curious about Song Wanning.

Lin Hao lost. His sudden defeat, when everyone thought he was sure to win, was hard for many disciples to accept.

Seeing Song Wanning pull down her longsword, Lin Hao jumped off the battle platform and ran away without looking back.

I've completely lost face today.

For a long time to come, I'll probably be the object of everyone's ridicule.

Thinking of this, Lin Hao almost burst into tears. He should have struck first; then he wouldn't have lost.

Lin Hao ran away, leaving the disciples dumbfounded.

Everyone was ready to see Lin Hao take down the newcomers, but how did things turn out so quickly?
But soon someone realized what was happening and extended an invitation to Song Wanning.

Song Wanning stood on the battle platform, glanced around, and had no interest in accepting the challenge. However, she thought she might be able to challenge the person behind her.

Therefore, she coldly refused them all, saying, "I don't want to waste my time. If there's no one more capable to challenge me, I'll go back now."

She held the longsword in her arms, crossed her arms, and stood proudly on the battle platform.

It was just a short sentence, but it successfully stirred up public anger.

The disciples present were all enraged.

"What do you mean?"

"Don't think you're invincible just because you beat Senior Brother Lin Hao. It was only because Senior Brother Lin underestimated you that you were able to take advantage of the situation!"

"Yes, a mere ascendant, does he really think he's so great? This isn't your wretched lower realm!"

"If it weren't for Uncle Leng's status, how could you have become a true disciple? You really think you're something special!"

"I'm going to have my way with you!"

"I think she's just scared..."

The disciples were furious and blurted out everything on their minds.

The disciples of the Ancient Cold Sect were not afraid of trouble, especially since there were other Supreme Elders among them, so they were even less afraid of Song Wanning's revenge.

They were even thinking of suppressing Song Wanning to bring glory to their faction!

Despite the malice coming from all directions, Song Wanning remained unperturbed, her expression still serene.

"Tsk, as an ascendant, I really want to experience the power of you local cultivators."

A cold glint flashed in her eyes.

What happened to the Ascended?
Are Ascended beings really that insignificant?

These snobbish bastards!

The coldness in Song Wanning's eyes deepened, and her fighting spirit grew stronger.

The fact that these ascendants were able to successfully ascend after overcoming numerous hardships and dangers in such a harsh environment in the lower realm shows that they are in no way inferior to native cultivators of the spirit realm!
Even better than most indigenous people!

At this moment, the desire to become stronger grew stronger and stronger. Song Wanning's sword moved silently, and her intense fighting spirit caused the air on the battle platform to buzz.

"If there is anyone more outstanding than Lin Hao, please come up. The rest of you should not waste everyone's time."

Her expression remained as arrogant as ever, showing not a trace of fear.

It was this arrogant attitude that angered several people who were secretly observing.

"Then let me meet you first."

Sun Lian flew out from behind the crowd with a frosty expression, and stopped on the battle platform after a few leaps.

"Since you don't know the rules, let me teach you how a newcomer should behave in the sect!"