Chapter 67  : Chapter 067: Confronting the Tenth Level Hard

It was clear that Liang Qiu Shui was taken aback by Shi Fei Xue’s words, seemingly unprepared for her response to Yang Zhen.

Normally, Shi Fei Xue was so timid she would speak in a barely audible whisper.

Yet, Yang Zhen responded as if Liang Qiu Shui’s surprise was inconsequential, sternly telling Shi Fei Xue, “When someone bullies you, you fight them!”

Upon hearing these words, everyone was momentarily stunned.

Was Yang Zhen actually encouraging Shi Fei Xue to fight her own senior sister? Liang Qiu Shui broke into raucous laughter, gazing at Yang Zhen dismissively, “Do you really think you can persuade Xue to lay a hand on me?”

“Shut up!” Yang Zhen glared, “One more word and I’ll throw you out right now.” “You…” Liang Qiu Shui was taken aback, though anger shone in her eyes, she was no longer inclined to continue her rant. Everyone knew Yang Zhen wouldn’t hesitate to throw someone out, Ma Jing, Yun Jie, and Zeng Bi Shu were prime examples.

Although Yang Zhen wouldn’t toss someone out, disrupting the rules of the trial outright, his methods were always more depraved and effective than everyone else’s combined.

Shi Fei Xue looked at Yang Zhen in disbelief, wanting to speak but holding it in. Turning to her, Yang Zhen looked seriously at Shi Fei Xue, “You want to say you can’t defeat her, don’t you?”

An awkward expression ran across Shi Fei Xue’s face, and under Yang Zhen’s gaze, her face turned red and she looked down.

“Look at me!” Yang Zhen said to her, word by word.

Shi Fei Xue trembled all over and reluctantly raised her head.

“You need to believe in yourself, you can do it!’1 Yang Zhen gave Shi Fei Xue a reassuring pat on the shoulder and continued, “If you can’t beat her, then train like hell. If you still can’t beat her, train harder. Back home, there was a lad who was humiliated by a marriage proposal at his doorstep, his whole family was bullied. He was powerless and too humiliated to lift his head. Can you guess what he did?”

“Wha…what did he do?” Shi Fei Xue asked curiously.

Even Liang Qiu Shui looked curiously at Yang Zhen. Though she knew Yang Zhen was not known for his sweet words, curiosity is human nature and she couldn’t escape it.

Not just Liang Qiu Shui, but also the group of elders, clan leaders and even Hua Youyue on the Cloud Platform all looked curiously at Yang Zhen, waiting silently for him to continue.

A teenager, feeling powerless and humiliated in front of his family and everyone, his engagement ruined, had lost all his dignity and face. But with his limited power, what could he do?

Swallow his pride?

It seemed that was the only option in such a situation.

Everyone curiously looked at Yang Zhen, having seemingly forgotten that they were in the middle of a trial. Princess Changyang and Lu Xueqing were among them, gazing at Yang Zhen in deep thought.

Deep down, people understood that what Yang Zhen was about to say was most likely connected with his untamed and defiant demeanor.

Yang Zhen looked into Shi Fei Xue’s eyes and said, “He didn’t do anything. He simply divorced his fiancee in front of everyone and uttered a single sentence.” Everyone gasped, looking at Yang Zhen with shock in their eyes, as a strange light emerged in them.

Many lower-level practitioners couldn’t help but cheer.

“That’s how it should be! That’s the mark of a man!”

“It’s so satisfying! The guy was despised by his own fiancee, facing such humiliation, yet he still stood his ground. This lad will be a great man one day!” “Master Yang, what words did the young man say?”

“Yes, what did he say?”

Everyone was even more curious now. This remarkable young man must have said something that stunned the world, pushing himself to train and regain his dignity.

What on earth were those words?

Everyone guessed but no one could figure it out. All eyes were on Yang Zhen, waiting for him to continue.

Because after this, Yang Zhen might publicly say those words himself.

As the crowd waited, Yang Zhen remained silent until, when they could no longer bear it, he finally spoke.

“Would you like to know what the young man said?”

“We do!” everyone said in unison.

“I’m not telling you!” Yang Zhen stood up, his face filled with a smug satisfaction.

Everyone froze, their faces all turned to the color of a pig’s liver.

Damn it, they should have known earlier. Given Yang Zhen’s infamous character, he would never simply tell everyone. Most likely, he was only pretending to be serious earlier.

They all felt like they had fish bones stuck in their throats, their eyes wide open, seething with anger without daring to utter a word.

This was no joke, they weren’t like the young man who was free to move in the formation, everyone else was struggling. If anyone were to provoke Yang Zhen, they’d be taught a lesson just like Ma Jing and his group.

Senior Sister Xue looked at Yang Zhen, her eyes shimmering with laughter. She laughed softly, her round rosy cheeks becoming even redder. She quickly covered her mouth and lowered her head.

Yang Zhen smirked at Liang Qiushui, who was dumbfounded, saying, “Do you want to go out on your own, or should I escort you out?”

Liang Qiushui trembled. He stumbled to his feet, stared hard at Yang Zhen, and said venomously, ‘Yang Zhen, you will pay the price for your arrogance!” Yang Zhen laughed heartily and said, “You’ll just have to bide your time, as for me, I’m heading to the tenth floor!”

Liang Qiushui staggered out of the trial and left. His forlorn figure seemed to have finally realized the gap between him and Yang Zhen.

From the moment Yang Zhen entered, the three people with the highest hopes of passing the test had all failed because of him. For a moment, everyone looked at Yang Zhen differently.

Yang Zhen headed to the tenth floor, not daring to be careless, as he could feel that the tenth floor might present some difficulties, even for him.

Hua Youyue glanced at Tan Fenglie, stood up, and said, “Yang Zhen, the force on the tenth floor is extraordinary. You’ve already succeeded in the test, you shouldn’t take the risk.”

Yang Zhen waved his hand, without turning his head, said, “Since I’m here, I may as well give it a shot.”

With everyone’s jaws dropped, Yang Zhen stepped into the tenth floor.

Hua Youyue wanted to say something but stopped. Her eyes expressed bewilderment.

At that moment, Yang Zhen’s retreating figure strangely resembled that of a famously talented and dazzling individual.

Bang!

A terrifying storm of qi exploded from the sky-high rod, causing everyone still within the range of the formation to change expressions. Some people vomited blood and were expelled from the formation, with faces full of shock.

Yang Zhen paused, nearly unable to stand upright under the terrifying pressure.

“This isn’t good!”

Hua Youyue’s face changed, and she wanted to take action.

The old monk and the middle-aged scholar exchanged glances, stood in front of Hua Youyue, and laughingly said, “Flower Tower Master, what are you going to do? Have you forgotten the rules of the trial? We are just watchers. Let the young ones make their own decisions and bear the consequences.”

While talking, the old monk’s face hinted amusement.

The tenth level was much more than just out of the ordinary; it was the forbidden ground in the entire trial. Unless a practitioner had opened their sea of consciousness, they risked their spirit soul being damaged by the powerful pressure if underestimated. This would lead to severe injuries, irreversible damage, or even death.

Now, with the formation going full throttle, if Yang Zhen stayed and refused to back down, he was signing up for certain death.

No one had expected this to happen because no one had ever attempted the tenth level in the history of the trials.

Seeing the two blocking her path, Hua Youyue’s face darkened, and she yelled, “Get out of the way!”

At that moment, a terrifying wave of spiritual energy also suddenly burst from Yang Zhen’s body and collided head-on with the exploding energy from the formation.

Vrum!

The two forces collided, and the entire world seemed to change color.

Yang Zhen laughed heartily as he straightened his back.

“Thrilling!”

The old monk and the middle-aged scholar shivered, staring at Yang Zhen in disbelief, looking at each other.

“This… This is impossible!” their voices pitching and twisting in disbelief..