My Master Knows It All-Chapter 585 - 195_6

"I feel that maybe they won’t really fight. Their battle would just be an internal consumption," he said. "Instead, it may expose their own weaknesses or even result in injuries that could affect the victor’s performance in the subsequent fights."

"Exactly, I think so too. They are from the same sect, and they know very well amongst themselves who is stronger and who is weaker," another person agreed.

"Not necessarily. They are geniuses, after all. Who knows what goes through the minds of geniuses?" someone else chimed in.

Amidst the crowd’s chatter, the referee’s voice had already sounded from below the stage.

"Hundred Peaks Sect, Four Treasures Peak’s Cao Zhen, versus Hundred Peaks Sect Four Treasures Peak’s Bei Yan, both of you, please step onto the stage!"

Cao Zhen was startled upon hearing the referee’s words; his first match was against his own disciple? He had thought that, given the Grand Preceptor’s character, he would arrange for his two disciples to fight each other, or even that Xiang Ziyu versus Ling Xi was a possibility.

But the result was a match with Little Bei Yan.

Cao Zhen gently patted Little Bei Yan’s head and smiled, "Alright, go on up. It’s a good opportunity for your master to see just how high you have reached."

Little Bei Yan’s face immediately soured. Fight his master? How could he possibly fight?

He was puzzled; with four disciples, why did it have to be him facing his master?

He glanced at his three fellow disciples and sisters beside him, then, feeling helpless, he flew up to the stage. Then he released his Golden Core, looking down towards the referee.

The judge below the stage, seemingly feeling Little Bei Yan’s gaze and his urging, did not delay and immediately announced, "Begin!"

As soon as the words fell, Little Bei Yan’s figure leapt and jumped down from the stage.

He conceded defeat!

In an instant, atop the high mountain, the faces of the people from various Immortal Sects changed drastically, filled with surprise as they watched Bei Yan willingly concede.

They had just heard that Bei Yan was to battle his master, and they had thought that Bei Yan would concede, but what they envisioned was not the concession they were witnessing.

This was the grand tournament of the Guardian Immortal Imperial Dynasty, initiated by the Emperor himself, with the entire event watched by the Grand Preceptor!

To concede without even engaging in battle at such an event, wasn’t that disrespectful to the Grand Preceptor?

If it had been an early concession where the difference in strength was apparent, and I knew I was no match, I would concede, and perhaps the Grand Preceptor wouldn’t mind.

But now, it was a battle to progress from the top eight to the top four, a fight that was the center of everyone’s attention. To concede directly in such a fight, how could the Grand Preceptor maintain his composure?

This Bei Yan, even if he had made a token effort, demonstrated a few Divine Skills, then admitted defeat whilst also claiming to seek advice from his master, there wouldn’t have been an issue.

But now, he had just jumped off the stage...

Bei Yan looked up at Cao Zhen on the stage, who wore an equally surprised expression, and said sincerely, "Master, you are my mentor, the person I respect the most.

I must never engage in battle with you. Master, in the word ’master’ there is the character for ’father,’ a mentor is like a father. Even in our Guardian Immortal Imperial Dynasty, where the rule of law is paramount, filial piety is just as important!

If one’s parents pass away, even if an official of the imperial court, they must return home to mourn, and perhaps even observe filial piety for three years... How could I possibly engage in battle with you!"

Cao Zhen truly hadn’t expected Little Bei Yan to utter such a speech, and while the meaning was clear to everyone, including himself, it still sounded so strange to hear.

Observe filial piety?

What did this kid mean by that?

"Observe filial piety..."

"So, given what Bei Yan just said... it seems the Grand Preceptor can’t really get angry," someone reasoned.

"Turns out he was waiting for this. In fact, the current Emperor could have ascended to the throne earlier, but it was delayed until this year because of the late Emperor’s wishes.

Once Bei Yan mentioned filial piety, the Grand Preceptor truly had no grounds to be upset," another observed.

Everyone’s gaze then turned to the Grand Preceptor.

The Grand Preceptor stood still in his place, his expression unchanged and unfathomable.

"The victor, Hundred Peaks Sect, Four Treasures Peak, Cao Zhen!"

As the Grand Preceptor made no response, the referee immediately announced the victor and then declared the matchup for the second fight.

"Hundred Peaks Sect, Four Treasures Peak’s Xiang Zi Yu, versus Freely Child, the disciple of Old Man Zhi Ran."

As the words were spoken, excitement stirred among those upon the high mountain.

"This is getting interesting. At this grand tournament, there are disciples from two elders, both the Four Senses Elder and Old Man Zhi Ran.

The disciples of these two elders have both ended up facing Xiang Zi Yu."

"Although Xiang Zi Yu won yesterday, his injuries were severe. I’m afraid his combat strength isn’t much now."

"This time, Xiang Zi Yu is likely to lose."

"Freely Child’s luck seems much better than Four Senses Child’s."

As the crowd discussed, Xiang Zi Yu and Freely Child each took their places on the stage.

Freely Child appeared utterly ordinary, with a common face and plain clothing. Even his aura felt so run-of-the-mill that one couldn’t detect a hint of the exceptional genius or the pride of a master.

Seeing him stand on the stage, it was almost an illusion that if he were thrown into a crowd, into a commoners’ populace, without special attention paid to his presence, one would fail to notice him.

Yet such a person had made it into the top eight!

Xiang Zi Yu landed on the stage to face this unremarkable opponent and refrained from his usual melodramatic speeches, opting instead to directly release his combat strength.

Immediately, ten amalgamated Great Perfection Golden Cores manifested, and a torrential, pure, and intense aura surged forth like the rolling waves of a mighty river.

"That aura!"

"Such a powerful aura, it feels as strong as his from yesterday!"

"No, I even feel like it’s even stronger than yesterday!"

"Wasn’t he severely hurt and said to be unable to recover in a day? How can he still have such a strong aura?"

Many eyes then shifted to the Elders of their respective Immortal Sects.

And the faces of these sect Elders flushed with embarrassment. Those who had said Xiang Zi Yu’s Healing Divine Powers weren’t as strong as perceived were they themselves.

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As the Elders wallowed in their awkwardness, on the stage, Freely Child also released his Golden Core and combat strength.

Suddenly, an aura distinct from the Golden Core Stage spread in all directions.

Wind Fire Tribulation!