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nAt the Mantis Snake Sword School headquarters, Chen Yiming pushed open the door and entered. Other than him, all the core disciples were already present.

nIn the hall that was as big as a stadium, they were divided into three groups that were more than 10 meters away from each other.

nSu Xiuming and Mu Yuerong, who were close to Lin Yixuan, were sitting in the middle of the hall. Wang Bowen and Teng Zhihui were sitting on the sofa at the front desk.

nXia Yingzhe, Zhang Xingfeng, Zhao Yunrong, and Du Yuan stayed in a corner of the hall.

nThey were Chen Yiming’s sixth to ninth senior brothers. Because they were not strong enough to compete for the position of the next head, and they did not want to get involved in this matter, they did not belong to the Lin faction or the Wang faction.

n“Junior Brother Chen, over here,” Wang Bowen shouted when he saw Chen Yiming push open the door.

n“Senior Brother Wang, didn’t everyone leave the school? Why are all of us still gathered here?” Chen Yiming asked as he walked over and sat down.

nEver since the announcement that Lin Yixuan was going to be the next head, the core disciples of the school had not gathered together again.

nMany people had joined other factions. Some had joined large corporations, while others had formed their own hunting teams.

n“The second wave of the beast tide has already been confirmed. The Mantis Snake Sword School needs to send a team to the Nuhe Mountain Range. This meeting should be about who to send,” Wang Bowen explained.

n“Aren’t core disciples like us who aren’t from the Lin faction considered to already have left the school? Why are we still participating in this matter?” Chen Yiming asked in confusion.

n“Hehe, Lin Yixuan wants to focus on breaking through to the warrior realm. Other than Senior Brother Wang, no one else is strong enough to lead the team. There’s a 99% chance that he’s trying to push the responsibility for this matter onto us,” Teng Zhihui said with a cold smile.

nThis kind of beast tide that required multiple warriors to hold off was considered a medium-scale beast tide. Even if Lin Yixuan was about to break through to the warrior realm, he was still a warrior candidate.

nIf a warrior candidate who had a high chance of breaking through to the warrior realm headed to the battlefield where the warriors were fighting, it was very easy for him to be assassinated by other factions that had a grudge against the Mantis Snake Sword School.

nAt this moment, Lin Yixuan walked down from the second floor.

nHe had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. Dressed in a long white robe, he looked handsome and traditional.

nHis aura, expression, and every move he made gave off the air of a school head.

nThe whispers in the main hall stopped. Everyone looked at Lin Yixuan, who had walked out from the stairwell.

nSu Xiuming received a look from Lin Yixuan and directly made an announcement.

n“In the previous war in the west, Eldest Senior Brother represented the Mantis Snake Sword School. This time, Second Senior Brother Wang Bowen will lead Teng Zhihui and Chen Yiming to represent the Mantis Snake Sword School to hold back the beast tide.”

nAfter he finished speaking, the tense atmosphere in the hall immediately changed.

nXia Yingzhe, Zhang Xingfeng, Zhao Yunrong, and Du Yuan heaved a sigh of relief.

nAmong the four of them, there was no one who was particularly strong. The strongest, Xia Yingzhe, had only undergone seven transformations. They had long decided not to participate in the competition for the next head.

nIf the four of them were sent out as representatives, it would be equivalent to Lin Yixuan using his position for personal reasons and deliberately sending them to their deaths.

n“What do you guys think?” Chen Yiming looked at Wang Bowen and Teng Zhihui.

nHe was willing to contribute his strength for East Lake City, but he was unwilling to be restricted by his role. He would always be under the watch of others, especially as a representative of the school.

nTeng Zhihui frowned and whispered, “This is troublesome. Although everyone is about to leave the school, we haven’t officially left yet, right? After all, we are still members of the Mantis Snake Sword School.”

n“Lin Yixuan made the arrangements without discussing it with us first. Can’t we reject him?” Chen Yiming asked.

nWang Bowen, who had not spoken, said in a low voice, “This is an old grudge between me and Lin Yixuan. Junior Brother Chen, you’ve only been in the school for less than a year, so there’s no need to get involved. I’ll work it out with Lin Yixuan later.”

nWang Bowen and Teng Zhihui had joined the school for many years, and no matter what, they had an inseparable master-disciple relationship with the current head, Wan Rong.

nLin Yixuan had grasped this point and was certain that the two of them would eventually go along with his arrangements. Therefore, he had no intention of discussing it with them to begin with.

nAt this moment, the sun was shining brightly outside the school.

nXia Yingzhe, Zhang Xingfeng, Zhao Yunrong, and Du Yuan remained in the corner and watched everything quietly.

nWang Bowen and Teng Zhihui showed signs of going along with the arrangements due to their roles and responsibilities as core disciples of the school.

nChen Yiming knew that he couldn’t wait any longer, so he stood up and objected.

n“The school has already stopped the monthly distribution of cultivation resources to us. In essence, we have already left the school. Eldest Senior Brother, you should take the responsibility for this matter. You shouldn’t push it onto us.”

nHis eyes looked straight at Lin Yixuan, and his words carried a certain amount of strength.

nAs soon as he finished speaking, the hall fell silent.

n“Junior Brother Chen, don’t be rash.” Wang Bowen looked over and tried to persuade him.

n“Junior Brother Chen, calm down. Don’t stand up and cause trouble,” Teng Zhihui whispered.

nAlmost everyone was taken aback. They had thought that since Wang Bowen had fallen silent, the matter would be settled just like that.

nThey had not expected Chen Yiming, the junior brother who had been the last to become a core disciple, to stand up against Lin Yixuan.

nLin Yixuan was also stunned for a moment.

nIn his impression, although this junior brother who was the last to become a core disciple had a decent amount of talent, he should have exhausted his potential after relying on external forces to break through to the level of the sixth transformation.

nTo say such a thing at this moment, he was simply a person who did not think before he acted.

n“How childish. The martial arts school has its own rules. You can’t do whatever you want,” Lin Yixuan said calmly, “If you can defeat me, you have the final say. Otherwise, follow the arrangements obediently.”

n“You said it yourself. Don’t go back on your word later.”

nAs soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yiming had already arrived in front of Lin Yixuan. He used his raw strength and threw out a punch.

n“I’ve never said anything I—”

nLin Yixuan stood rooted to the ground, unable to react.

nHe had never thought that Chen Yiming would take the initiative to attack him. All the muscles in his body had been in a relaxed state.

nHe was still thinking about what to say next to teach this ignorant junior brother a lesson.

nTherefore, he did not have the time to draw his sword or dodge. He could only watch helplessly as his opponent arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye.

nFaced with this unexpected situation, Lin Yixuan’s expression remained unchanged. He gathered all his strength into his chest and prepared to take the blow head-on.

n“Bang!”

nHe gathered the explosive force of the Mantis Snake Sword Technique to counter the raw strength from his opponent’s attack.

nThe force did not block the punch as Lin Yixuan had expected. Instead, it was directly broken, and a huge force caused an explosion on his chest.

nLin Yixuan was sent flying and crashed into the storeroom on the first floor.

nThe storeroom was a room where daily necessities such as training robes, shoes and belts were stored. There were also many metal shelves inside.

n“Clang!”

nThe sound of metal shelves colliding rang out, followed by the sound of a large amount of debris falling to the ground.

nFor a moment, everyone in the main hall was stunned.

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