Chapter 619: Chapter 151: Fang Xiaohua’s Grand Display [Ten Thousand Words] (Part 4)

"This time, did the opponent propose a battle, and did we deliberately lose? No way, right? Each one selected is an outstanding person, right? Can someone with insufficient cultivation rely on connections to be on this battlefield? Impossible!"

"So, this is the real level of the younger generation. But, we lost!"

Yan Nan solemnly said: "Today you lost to these opponents, can you win back tomorrow? Not necessarily. You are progressing, but do you think others are idle? So in the future, when the Wei Wo Zheng Sect is passed into your hands, are you going to lose again?"

"When will the losing end? Do we still need us old fogies, who have fought for ten thousand years, to come out and fight for you? Where is your face!?"

Yan Nan stood with his hands behind his back, his voice shaking the mountains; "This battle, this defeat, will be recorded in the history of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect as... ’The Shame of Qipan Peak’!"

"Forever etched in the annals of history!"

"Today, the five Vice Sect Masters, along with Duan Shouzuo, bear this shame here together!"

"In the future, this shame requires you to help us wash it away!"

Yan Nan shouted furiously: "Understood?"

"Understood!"

"Avenge the shame!"

"Revenge!"

Everyone in the Wei Wo Zheng Sect almost shouted until their throats were hoarse.

"Sit down, all of you!"

Yan Nan said: "Since you’ve come, since you’ve participated in this friendship battle, then show some demeanor. Don’t lose on the battlefield and also lose in demeanor!"

"The continuation of the process, the awards, witness the genius of the Guardian ascending to the first position. Also witness the genius of our Wei Wo Zheng Sect standing shamefully in second!"

Yan Nan’s words fired up the chests of each and every Wei Wo Zheng Sect member present.

Each of them was gasping for breath, clenching their fists tightly, sitting down with a face full of shame, their teeth biting their lips until they bled.

Even in a life-and-death battle, it wasn’t this unbearable.

If you die, then you die.

But a friendship battle has brought such heavy shame to Wei Wo Zheng Sect.

Everyone’s hearts felt heavy.

Dongfang Sansan couldn’t help but show admiration in his eyes, Yan Nan truly lived up to being the Vice Sect Hierarch in charge of affairs at Wei Wo Zheng Sect.

This person is magnanimous, with long-term vision, and his chest is full of schemes, indeed splendid and magnificent.

In the situation where he believes he has ’gained a big advantage,’ he still wants to use the situation to fiercely stimulate all the people on the Wei Wo Zheng Sect side.

He has already achieved what Dongfang Sansan once said: In any situation, maximize value!

And Yan Nan, today he did it!

"Vice Sect Master Yan is still so grand and magnificent." Dongfang Sansan complimented.

"Haven’t congratulated you yet, Yu Tianqi can finally recover. This old thing, long fallen into decay, I wonder if it will still have the elegance of the past once recovered."

Yan Nan smiled faintly.

Dongfang Sansan laughed: "Recovery takes time, but the elegance will surely remain."

"Is that so?" Yan Nan smiled.

"In my backyard, there’s a patch of verdant jade bamboo. Every year when heavy snow arrives, it will press down the jade bamboo, but as the sun rises and the snow melts, it stands tall again."

Dongfang Sansan said: "I wrote a poem because of this, want to hear it?"

"Oh? I’d like to savor it." Yan Nan became interested.

"Hmm... the snow weighs down the branches low, but though low it doesn’t touch the mud; once the red sun rises, it stands equal with the sky again."

Dongfang Sansan smiled faintly: "How is it?"

"A good poem."

Yan Nan’s eyes lit up: "Grand and magnificent, what a phrase ’stands equal with the sky again.’ This poem is exquisite."

Duan Xiyang and Yu Tianqi, who were listening to this poem from not far away, showed a stirring of emotion.

Yu Tianqi took a deep breath and said to Duan Xiyang: "Determined to fight you!"

Dongfang Sansan’s poem suddenly ignited the blood that had been dormant for years within Yu Tianqi, and it boiled abruptly.

"There will be heavy snow every year." Duan Xiyang said lightly.

"It won’t be crushed!"

Yu Tianqi laughed heartily, with a valiant spirit flowing abundantly, and loudly said: "It won’t be crushed!"

...

Then came the award ceremony, after the awarding of the Marquis Level, came the awarding of the Martial King Level.

Fang Che stood on the first place podium amidst all eyes, receiving the champion’s jade token.

This was a medal made from Cotton Jade.

Cotton Jade is a peculiar thing; wearing it on the body can nourish it, and it continually improves the heart; no matter how severe the cold, with Cotton Jade on the body, there will be no sensation, and the most peculiar thing is, Cotton Jade is very light, as light as cotton, hence called Cotton Jade.

However, its hardness surpasses all jade stones in the world, harder than Divine Crystal. Just this medal is a rare treasure in the world!

Then came the champion rewards: a bottle of healing Dan Yun Divine Pill from the Wei Wo Zheng Sect, a bottle of Heavenly King Pill from the Guardian; one for healing, one for enhancing foundation and cultivation progress. After consuming the Heavenly King Pill, the medicinal power gently resides within the body, continuously progressing with practice.

It shall be three to five times the usual cultivation; one pill can last for one month, ten pills, almost a year of such accelerated progress, and with cultivation progress, the foundation continues to increase.

Additionally, there was a sword from the Wei Wo Zheng Sect, made of Netherworld King Iron.

Except for not possessing the Divine Spirit, everything else is not inferior to Divine Attribute Metal, and its sharpness even surpasses Divine Attribute Metal. The only drawback is... it cannot grow with the owner like Divine Attribute Metal.

And the Netherworld King Iron has a special advantage: it can condense evil qi and killing formation. The stronger your killing intent, the heavier the evil qi, the higher the power of the Netherworld King Iron.

Fang Che couldn’t help but be filled with joy: this is just right for me! And at the current stage, it’s absolutely more suitable than Divine Attribute Metal!