Bab 72: Training

As soon as Wu Xiaotian enters the barrier, the oppressive aura pressing down on the disciples of the Purple Lightning Temple instantly disappear, their face flushed with humiliation as they never thought that they would be done like that twice by the immortal-like young man.

Looking at them as if they're fools, the four other groups passed by them as they rushed towards the entrance, only large enough to fit one person at a time.

"How cunning of him…" the young man wearing a daoist robe said as they stare towards the barrier's opening, while praising in his mind the scheming ability of Wu Xiaotian as he also thoughts, 'I wish I could play some chess or go with him someday'

"So, we gonna fight to test who's going to enter first?" the tall, barbaric-looking young man asked while looking at the other groups, gripping his weapon, a club, tight enough as if he's ready when a fight breaks out anytime.