At this moment, he finally got a good look at Wan Lei.
That blue armor, that short-handled hammer, those steel wings, they were exactly the same as the legendary Wan Lei.
It was hateful that he hadn't thought of it and had been tricked by this guy.
If you had said you were Wan Lei earlier, who would have fought you!
Although they hadn't met Wan Lei, his string of battle records, while famous throughout the central region, had also reached their ears like thunder.
He was ranked second on the Ten Thousand Prodigies List, and after disappearing for five years and returning, he had crushed Huo Ling'er, and even easily killed an elder of the Heaven-Opening Sword Sect at the Nascent Soul middle stage.
He had been invincible on his path. They were merely Nascent Soul disciples who couldn't even become elders, so how could they be a match for Wan Lei?
"Elder, he's cheating, he's Wan Lei!"
The disciple protested loudly.
"Yes, he is Wan Lei, but if you want to say he's cheating, you need to provide evidence."
"He deceived us earlier, saying he was Qian Duoduo's cousin. He played the pig to eat the tiger. Isn't that cheating?"
"He's a disciple of the Yin Yang Sect. Regardless of his name, as long as he's still himself and not replaced, he's qualified to compete with you. It doesn't count as cheating.
Are you surrendering now, or will you continue fighting? Be quick about it."
This elder didn't hesitate and retorted directly.
What a joke! Who didn't know Wan Lei's temper? What if he angered him and got beaten again?
"We..."
The disciple gnashed his teeth in anger, then glared at Wan Lei.
"Wan Lei, we know you're very strong. I was careless just now and you managed to ambush me. This time, we'll let you taste the power of a Yin Yang Sect disciple.
You're a newcomer, you haven't experienced the power of Yin Yang Dao Charm yet!"
Although they knew in their hearts that they probably couldn't win against Wan Lei, since it had come to this, and they had already fought, they couldn't just admit defeat.
How would they be able to hold their heads up in the Yin Yang Sect in the future?
The other two disciples immediately stood with him, and the three of them simultaneously unleashed the Yin Yang Dao Charm.
Instantly, three Yin Yang Twin Fish domains enveloped the entire arena within the formation, pressing down on Wan Lei.
"Heh."
Wan Lei chuckled and reached up to grab. The formation's suppression effect immediately appeared, suppressing the Yin Yang domain.
What a joke! Since he knew they had the Yin Yang Dao Charm, how could Young Master Lei not be prepared in advance?
After suppressing their domain, Wan Lei immediately used the Wind and Thunder Demon Slaughter Style, summoning his Sword Immortal Dharma Body.
The tall Sword Immortal Dharma Body unhesitatingly swung its sword energy, slashing towards the three of them.
This was Wan Lei's first time using this move. It had always been Fang Xiaoyu who used it; he preferred the close-combat God Slaying Style.
Five powerful sword energies penetrated the domain and struck the three of them. They desperately parried, but were still no match and were sent flying.
Then Wan Lei used the God Slaying Style, heading towards the three of them.
His Sword Immortal Dharma Body radiated light, not because he used the Divine Light Technique, but because the Light Dao he possessed amplified the Sword Immortal Dharma Body, a divine ability with righteous and luminous attributes, making it even more powerful.
It was just that the Sword Immortal Dharma Body was compatible with this Dao, if Wan Lei had used the Vengeful Ghost Dharma Body to amplify the Light Dao, it might have weakened him instead.
The three of them, carrying injuries, used their divine abilities to frantically counterattack Wan Lei.
But as everyone knew, Young Master Lei was like a turtle; his layers of shell were very thick. They couldn't even break through the defense of the Sword Immortal Dharma Body and Thunder Armor, let alone Wan Lei's formidable physical body.
The Sword Immortal Dharma Body easily ravaged the three Nascent Soul disciples. Wan Lei wasn't in a hurry to defeat them directly; he controlled his strength and kept beating them.
Defeating one person at a time might not break their resolve, but continuously beating them, making them realize the gap, letting their resolve crumble bit by bit, and plunging them into despair, was the best way to destroy them.
Most importantly, Young Master Lei wanted to show off. Defeating you all at once would be satisfying, but only for a moment.
Unlike now, where he kept beating them, and kept feeling good...
The tens of thousands of disciples watching around were also feeling good.
Yes, tens of thousands. The battle here had long been spread by word of mouth, with people calling their friends to come and watch.
A newly appointed Inheritor Disciple, who had only been here for a couple of days, was beating up Nascent Soul realm bullies.
Listen to that, what a politically correct point of satisfaction!
These disciples, mostly at the Nascent Soul and Core Formation stages, were often bullied by these bullies and had long wanted revenge.
Although they had made a stand two years ago, with thousands of people fighting dozens, and it felt good, it violated sect rules, and they were punished.
Unlike this time, where one person beat up three, completely adhering to sect regulations, with no fear of punishment. It felt truly satisfying.
In fact, the reason people felt satisfied wasn't entirely because those three were beaten; a large part of it was that Wan Lei resonated with them more.
The vast majority of these disciples came from ordinary backgrounds. Those with good backgrounds stayed in their own families and wouldn't come to the Yin Yang Sect.
Wan Lei, on the other hand, was from a small family in a small country in the Northern Region, just like them.
Even the Thunder Emperor Family had fallen, hadn't it?
Yet, this person had emerged out of nowhere, was invincible on the Ten Thousand Prodigies List, successfully apprenticed to the Yin Yang Sect, was unstoppable in the Wood Immortal Secret Realm, and had braved the most difficult perilous situations.
Furthermore, with his personal charisma, he had won over the Fang family's little princess, the most beautiful woman in the Central Region.
It was so satisfying, perfectly fitting their ideal image of a perfect idol.
After all, who hadn't fantasized about becoming someone like Wan Lei, radiant and standing at the pinnacle?
Wan Lei fulfilled all their fantasies.
The crowd around cheered wildly, supporting Wan Lei.
Young Master Lei became more excited as he listened, and beat them with increasing force.
Pity those three; they were beaten to the point of being unable to move, yet Young Master Lei didn't stop.
If one didn't know, they would think there was a deep-seated hatred between the two sides.
Finally, the elder couldn't stand it anymore and intervened to stop him.
"Martial Nephew Lei, stop hitting them, stop hitting them. If you hit any harder, lives will be lost, and you'll be expelled from the sect."
Upon hearing this, Wan Lei stopped. He retracted his Sword Immortal Dharma Body, squatted down, and smiled at the three pitiful figures who were beaten into a daze.
"Three things.
First, call me senior brother."
"Huh?"
"What huh?"
Young Master Lei walked over and kicked him.
"We agreed earlier, if I won, you would call me senior brother. What's the matter? Want to renege on the deal?"
"Don't... don't hit me, senior brother, Lei senior brother."
"What about you two?"
"Greetings, Lei senior brother. Lei senior brother is awesome."
"Good, you know what's good for you. Second thing, all your cultivation time belongs to us."
"You've already won, your cultivation time is already ours."
"I can't hear you, speak louder."
"..."
"I said, your cultivation time is yours... Hey, don't hit, don't hit."
"Louder!"