Chapter 221: Highest Number Of Spectators

“Is Junior Brother confident?”

Xiao Yu asked when the cleaning was about to end.

She had asked Jiang Lan a lot of questions but this was one that she was the most curious about.

She couldn’t bring herself to ask before because she was worried that she would hurt Jiang Lan.

After all, his opponent was a perfected Human Immortal. The difference in strength was difficult to bridge.

“I will just do my best.”

Jiang Lan answered.

“Junior Brother is always like this.” Xiao Yu rested her chin on the broomstick and pouted.

“Every answer of yours is ambiguous.”

“That’s because I am not confident,” Jiang Lan replied.

He did not want to say this, but they were engaged and their relationship was ultimately different.

It was good to be honest about some things.

Indeed, he did not have any confidence. Even if his perfected Human Immortal opponent were to suppress his cultivation level and used the same level of power as him, there would still be a world of difference between them.

His true cultivation was at the early-stage True Immortal Realm, but he could not display strength that surpassed the Essence Soul realm.

Apart from himself, no one knew what realm he was actually at.

“Junior Brother.” Xiao Yu called out to Jiang Lan.

“No matter what, I will stand on your side.”

Jiang Lan looked at Xiao Yu and whispered.

“Thank you, Senior Sister.”

Xiao Yu made a funny face at Jiang Lan and spoke with dissatisfaction.

“If Junior Brother is so polite, there will be many things you have to thank me for in the future. Remember to thank me then. It’s almost dawn. I have to stand aside.”

Xiao Yu then ignored Jiang Lan and ran to the side.

She found a more suitable spot and began to be an audience.

Jiang Lan watched as Xiao Yu walked to the side. He didn’t think too much about it and continued cleaning till the finishing touches were done.

He stood at the center and waited for the Eighth Prince to arrive.

Not many people came to watch today. Yesterday, he heard many people say that they already knew the result of this match.

Thus, they had no intention of watching the battle.

That was indeed the case. In a battle between an Essence Soul cultivator and an Immortal, even if the latter suppressed his cultivation, there was no chance of victory for the other party.

Their thoughts were reasonable.

The magnificent rays of the morning sun appeared from the horizon. A ray of sunlight landed on the Ninth Summit, driving away the remaining darkness of the night.

At this moment, Jiang Lan could sense that many people were heading towards the Ninth Summit’s square.

The sun rose.

When a red sun jumped out of the mountain, the Ninth Summit’s square was already occupied by a large number of Kunlun disciples.

The number was no less than the Eighth Summit yesterday.

The number of people was still increasing.

Although this wouldn’t surprise Jiang Lan, but…

The situation was different from what he had expected. When he left yesterday, he met ten people by chance. Eight of them directly refused to look at him, one expressed that he wanted to see him, and the last left it up to fate.

However, something was wrong with the current situation.

As time passed, a large number of people on flying swords gathered, wanting to spectate the match from the sky.

Some occupied a high position in the jungle.

The number of spectators had surpassed the number of spectators from the Eighth Summit yesterday.

“Why are you here too? Didn’t you say you didn’t want to watch this match yesterday?”

“Then why are you here? What’s the point of saying that we will definitely lose?”

“What if we make a comeback? I’m not new here. The Ninth Summit has made a comeback before. I missed it the last time and it’s been a regret since then. I hoped that you guys didn’t come this time.

With so many people, how could it reflect the importance of watching a comeback?”

“Shameless.”

“Despicable.”

“To think that you are a Senior Brother.”

People around him spurned him.

“I feel like we’re going to lose, but when I think about it again, I decided to still take a look. Even if we’re going to lose, I have to see how we lose. As long as it’s not an ugly loss, it’s considered a win.”

“The Junior Brother of the Ninth Summit has relied on resources to increase his cultivation level and although he is still a genius. It’s still difficult for him to contend against an immortal. Hence, he might lose terribly. It’s already very impressive if he doesn’t lose within ten moves.”

“That’s true. I heard that it was because the Heavenly Human Race chose what the Ninth Summit’s Senior Brother was good at to compete in which allowed the Ninth Summit’s Senior Brother to make a comeback. However, this is not the case this time. There’s no such thing as luck in a real battle.”

At the side, Zhou Shu, Lu Qian, Jin Yu, and Zheng Xi had also come.

“Is he really the Senior Brother of the Ninth Summit?” Lu Qian was in disbelief.

They’d even tipped the other party. This…

If the other party wanted to make a fuss about it, they definitely wouldn’t be able to stand his revenge.

“Do you understand now? If he wanted to get back at us back then, we might already be gone,” Zhou Shu said.

Lu Qian didn’t dare to say anything anymore.

Then was the little girl from before also very dangerous?

Recently they had also gone to the inn and met another young girl.

At that time, she just had to say one more word to feel an endless terror enmating from the young girl.

It was only now that she realized that there wasn’t a single weak person working in the inn.

Their status was definitely ridiculously high.

“Remember to restrain yourself in the future,” Zhou Shu said.

“You should be the one doing that.” Lu Qian snorted.

Zheng Xi and Jin Yu did not understand what these two people were talking about, but they were very curious whether their Senior Brother from the Ninth Summit would win.

It should be impossible.

Jing Ting was standing on his sword in midair.

Second Summit’s Mu Xiu and Third Summit’s Lin Siya were also in midair.

“Do you think our Junior Brother of the Ninth Summit can win?” Mu Xiu asked.

“Not only is the other party an immortal, he is also a dragon. The dragons’ bodies are so strong that humans of the same realm cannot match them.” Lin Siya shook her head.

She was more familiar with Senior Sister Ao and understood how terrifying the Dragon Race was.

It was very difficult to defeat dragons of the same realm.

Only a small number of people had such strength, such as the Senior Brother of the Eighth Summit.

Senior Brother Lu Jian felt… somewhat abnormal.

“I think there’s a chance of winning.” Jing Ting expressed a different opinion.

This surprised Mu Xiu and the others.

“I have proof.” Jing Ting thought for a moment and said, “Let me ask you a small question. Was it difficult for you to fight with a skywolf of the same realm as you last month?”

“I’ve fought one before. It was a little difficult for me to win,” Mu Xiu said.

“I’ve fought one too. I needed some time before I could kill it.” Lin Siya thought for a while and gave the same answer.

“What if you met a skywolf who was at a higher realm than you?” Jing Ting asked again.

Lin Siya and Mu Xiu thought about it and shook their heads.

Impossible.

They couldn’t win.

Those skywolves were a bit stronger than them in the same realm.

“I saw it with my own eyes. Back then, Junior Brother killed a perfected Essence Soul with the strength of a late-stage Essence Soul. He even turned around and left without a single injury. Junior Brother is different from the rumors,” Jing Ting whispered.

The two of them were a bit shocked. Easily crossing realms to kill a skywolf?

That didn’t seem likely.

The three of them were not the most talented, but they were definitely in the first tier.

Lin Siya was indeed surprised, but she looked around to see where her Senior Sister was.

Senior Sister was definitely not at the Jade Pool.

She was rather curious about how far her Senior Sister and the Junior Brother from the Ninth Summit had progressed.

They had been engaged for hundreds of years.

At this moment, in a place that was higher and further away, a group of people on swords stood there.

They could clearly see Jiang Lan in the middle of the square.

“Do you think our Junior Brother from the Ninth Summit has a chance of winning?” Lin An asked.

“I’ve asked. The Eighth Prince of the Dragon race has a perfected Human Immortal cultivation level and is born as an immortal. He had been the pride of the Dragon Race all these years.”

“Let’s not ask if there’s a possibility of the Junior Brother of the Ninth Summit winning. Let’s just ask if the possibility of such a dragon losing is high?” asked Hong Luan from the Second Summit.

“Compared to you guys, I know slightly more. If this innate immortal is from another race, I don’t think our Junior Brother from the Ninth Summit has any chance of winning. But since he is a dragon. Then our chances of winning are somewhat higher,” Lu Jian said softly.

The surrounding people did not speak.

Hong Luan and the others did not say much.

Seeing was believing.

“Alright, the Eighth Prince has arrived.”

Lin An watched as the Eighth Prince walked into the plaza.

It was about to begin.