All My Disciples Suck! Chapter 694

Chapter 694

Chapter 694: In the presence of the Golden Saint, Leo Emperor Taishang

“Golden Saint Clothes!!!! TOP CLOTHES!” As Emperor Taishang let out a low roar, the Leo Gold Saint Cloth unexpectedly shattered with a click, transforming into a single armor that was automatically worn on Emperor Taishang’s body!

“In this case, Leo, the Supreme Emperor!!!” After wearing it, Emperor Taishang grinned, and he even struck a pose.

“Isn’t this… a low-grade Earth Artifact in addition to being made of gold?” First Iceman was dumbfounded.

This thing was useful to wear?

You know, before, even the Heavenly Weapons of many geniuses in the Upper Realm couldn’t cut Ghost Name Evil Ichiro!

But soon, First Iceman directly spat blood.

“Card draw! Golden Saint Cloth, Leo Set!!!” Emperor Taishang casually waved his hand, and seven cards breathed and shot out steeply, then disappeared into the Golden Saint Cloth.

“Chest armor, with Brother Pillar’s Infinite Divine Woodas the core!

“Dual fists, loaded with Brother Lufei’s Martial Intent of Death, Dual Martial Intent Battle Power! Newly upgraded!

“Both legs, on the other hand, are loaded with Brother Vegeta’s Saiyan Soul, which boosts the explosive power and speed of the legs dozens of times!

“The helmet’s goggles, on the other hand, are loaded with Brother Bear’s Insight of All Things! Helping me to see farther, see more clearly, and see more thoroughly!

“In order to be able to integrate these six powers of intent, perfectly, and utilize all of them!

“On the belt, it takes Brother Lufei’s Conqueror Haki, and turns it into a domain, integrating the seven forces of intent into one!

“The original price of ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred and eighty gon… ah shucks! This is the strongest Golden Saint Cloth, Leo!!!”

Emperor Taishang spoke proudly and roared steeply and lowly.

Then a skillful right hand shook.

“Draw card, Ghost Cheer!”

In the next moment, the blade intent, Ghost Cheer, coalesced into a blade and was held in his hand.

It’s only reasonable for me, Gold Saint Leo, to hold a Ghost Cheer, isn’t it?

“Come on, Trash Ichiro, let’s have a fair fight!” Emperor Taishang raised his long sword, Ghost Cheer, and spoke proudly.

Pfft!

This time, even He Yiming couldn’t help but almost spray a mouthful of blood.

This is called a fair battle?

You take eight realms of intent to beat others, and you still call it fair?

“Hold the gra.s.s, too trashy!”

“d.a.m.n, this is called the Golden Saint Cloth? Why don’t you call it the Holy Clothes?”

“This gang of trash is more trash than I thought. They even used eight intents at once?”

—

The third-test demon players all spat blood.

I worked hard, 20 hours a day in the Myriad Demons Realm before finally honing my strength, relying on my own efforts, and defeating Trash Ichiro!

And then you come up with a set of Golden Saint Cloth? Fusion of eight intent?

WTF!

I want to report these shameless trash among trash. They must be blocked. Those of us who play the game fairly are really disadvantaged!

“Die!!!” Ghost Name Evil Ichiro seemed to be completely unaware of Emperor Taishang’s borrowed external force.

Obviously, this Ghost Name Evil Ichiro, as some sort of bridgekeeper, had some judgment!

But in the face of all the players with identical physical bodies and identical main cultivation techniques, coupled with the soul being protected by the system, Ghost Name Evil Ichiro’s ability to distinguish between each player was already very impressive!

Trying to distinguish again who created which intent…

Cough cough cough…

Even the other geniuses in the Upper Realm couldn’t tell for a moment, let alone a bridgekeeper who wasn’t a living person.

Therefore, Ghost Name Evil Ichiro completely treated Emperor Taishang as a fair fight opponent, and drew his sword and rushed forward!

Bang Bang Bang!

However, Emperor Taishang, who had been beaten up before, blocked all of Ghost Name Evil Ichiro’s attacks with a wave of blocks!

Followed by a skillful switchblade, her instantly decapitated Ghost Name Evil Ichiro!

“Brother Bear’s insight into all things, it’s too strong!

“It seems as if I can see through all attacks as if he just needs to put my blade in the corresponding position!

“Cool, too cool!”

Emperor Taishang was thrilled, and after masterfully breaking the Evil Ghost Domain with a single Conqueror Haki, he entered the third form.

Boom Boom Boom!

The power of heavenly thunder erupted, and Emperor Taishang already skillfully made an aerial leap!

“Thunder Return!”

As the thunder was reflected back, Trash Ichiro fell once again!

“I lost…” Trash Ichiro knelt on the ground and slowly spoke.

“Hahahahahahaha, see? This is my true strength! A mere Trash Ichiro, actually forcing me to make a serious move! Truly out of your depth!” Emperor Taishang said skillfully and naturally with a haughty face. He was dressed in a golden holy suit, with the power of the eight intents slowly flowing on his body.

Hehe~ Bah!!!

The third-test Demon players spat in unison.

Bah!

Too d.a.m.n shameless!

“Then change me! Golden Saint Cloth! Aquarius!!!! See this water bottle of mine? Inside this, there are a full three channels of Brother Ice’s Extreme Cold Domain power!”

“To me, the Golden Saint Cloth, Taurus! This is a perfect match of full brute force for me, four channels of Martial Intent of Death!”

“Gold Saint Cloth, Sagittarius! Hahaha, my match is the perfect one! See this pulling handsome bow and arrow? It’s got… d.a.m.n Trash Ichiro you actually grabbed an attack? Ah!!!”

—

Although there was a comedian who flipped, but the other third-test human players, with the powerful and heaven-defying strength of the Golden Saint Cloth, managed to defeat Trash Ichiro.

So soon, there were only two figures left in the entire arena that hadn’t stepped into the ring.

He Yiming!

And, Mu Xueying!

“He Yiming, you first? Or me first?”

“Ladies first!”

He Yiming replied indifferently.

“Alright!” Mu Xueying nodded and stepped on the ring with a cackling sound.

“…… ”

He Yiming stared, intending to take a good look at just how good this Mu Xueying’s fighting ability was!

He Yiming wanted to know why he could feel an extremely dangerous aura from Mu Xueying.

The source of this aura, what exactly was it?

Mu Xueying stood in the ring and walked step by step towards Ghost Name Evil Ichiro.

And the strange thing is, Ghost Name Evil Ichiro looked at Mu Xueying’s pair of foreign pupils, but did not move. He seemed to be extremely shocked in general.

Mu Xueying walked to Ghost Evil Ichiro’s side, and just softly whispered a sentence.

Plop!

Ghost Name Evil Ichiro, surprisingly, directly knelt down on both knees and admitted defeat on the spot.

“!!!” He Yiming abruptly changed color.

“Hold the gra.s.s, what the h.e.l.l?”

“How did Trash Ichiro kneel without even fighting?”

“d.a.m.n, this guy turned out to be an old pervert, worthy of being a Trash Ichiro!”

—

The players looked confused, but soon, the players had their eyes fall on He Yiming.

“Is Brother Ming going to fight as well?”

“I guess Brother Ming will throw a punch!”

“It’s hard to say, Brother Ming should use his Four Dimension Sword for instant kill!”

—

The players were all convinced that He Yiming would win. It’s just that they didn’t know what He Yiming would use.

However…

When He Yiming stood in the ring, Ghost Name Evil Ichiro suddenly knelt down on one knee, respectful and pious.

“Welcome back Supreme Being! Please, Supreme Being, step into the Bridge to the Other Side!” Ghost Name Evil Ichiro replied word for word, respectfully and reverently.

“Hold the gra.s.s, what the h.e.l.l?”

“Supreme Being? d.a.m.n, does Brother Ming have that t.i.tle?”

“Hold the gra.s.s, this Supreme Being is invincible. As soon as I hear it… I will kneel down and beg for it, right?! I’ll pay any amount of Flame Coins!”

—

The players were in an uproar, and many of them even started inquiring about how to kryptonize a t.i.tle.

“……” He Yiming’s mind moved.

Calling me Supreme Being again?

Why?

Could it really be because of that one five-colored lotus seed within his golden pill?

Then, this one seed, in the end what is the origin?

What is the relations.h.i.+p between it and this secret realm?

“Ghost Name Evil Ichiro, tell me, this bridge to the other side, what is it?” He Yiming thought about it, and instead of rus.h.i.+ng forward, he asked.

“The bridge to the other side is far beyond my understanding, but I only know…

“The Bridge to the Other Side will only appear in places where it should appear, and will only appear in front of people who it should appear to!” Ghose Name Evil Ichiro slowly replied.

He Yiming wasn’t too satisfied with this hazy answer, but it seemed that this Ghost Name Evil Ichiro should only be the residual power of a certain great power. He didn’t possess much intelligence.

He Yiming then inquired about what a Supreme Being was, and what was on the opposite side of the Bridge to the Other Side, and this Ghost Name Evil Ichiro was all but ignorant.

“What a waste, not a single useful piece of information. No wonder it was addressed as Trash Ichiro!” He Yiming almost rolled his eyes.

This asking was the same as not asking at all.

It seemed that he could only move on.

“Disciples, you’ve done very well! Now, follow me across this bridge to the other side and reach the opposite side!” He Yiming slowly said, then waved his hand.

“Go on, Beef Noodles, you go over and scout the way!”

Beef Noodles: ????