The Mightiest Little Peasant

"Is this the kid?"

A group of Nocturnal Sky Elders swept away with cold eyes, their faces unkind.

Then, they saw the image of this young man tearing through the void, swiping to the side of one of their Nocturnal Sky disciples, raising his hand for a poison pill, then, snatching away the token and slashing off his palm.

The whole process was like moving clouds and flowing water, incredibly fast.

Pounce!

The next moment, someone fell from the square.

"This is too fast!"

"Fast, ruthless and accurate, this guy is not simple!"

Their faces gradually became heavy.

They just watched and watched as that guy eliminated one disciple of their Nocturnal Sky.

Before they knew it, the number of disciples that he had eliminated had reached over fifty.

"Next, he shouldn't be able to turn the tide again!"

They switched screens and looked around, finally relieved.

By this time, most of the disciples had gathered in groups of three or five, and the ones with low cultivation had all been eliminated, leaving mostly Heaven Immortals.

This guy, however, only had a cultivation of 50,000 to 60,000 Daoist lines, and even if he was helped by a poisonous pill, he wouldn't be able to easily take down their Nocturnal Heaven disciples.

"This guy, he's still not bad!"

"I think he'll hide next, and as long as he survives to the end, the fifty or so tokens he has on him will be enough to get a good score!"

They whispered.

"Well? What's this kid doing?"

At this time, in the picture, that youth suddenly took out a set of clothes and put them on, then also took out a token and pinned it to his waist, his appearance also changed and became another appearance.

"What is this ...... kid doing?"

"He's trying to pretend to be a disciple of our Nocturnal Sky, that's too despicable!"

Everyone in the square looked stunned.

"That's me!" One of the disciples even shouted out.

Everyone then watched dumbfoundedly as the picture showed the man smoothly sneaking into a group of nocturnal disciples, then lulling them and leading them to a valley filled with a large formation, where they were smoothly trapped.

Through the power of the great formation, the group of disciples were bombarded for a moment, and then they were all robbed of their tokens and rings, and were eliminated from the game.

In the square, everyone's mouths were wide open and they looked dumbfounded.

They had seen many cunning ones, but they had never seen one so cunning!

That acting technique was so pure, not to mention the group of unsuspecting disciples inside, even if they met them, they would have to be fooled.

"This brat is too showy!"

Some elders slowed down and smiled bitterly.

This brat, once again, had exceeded their expectations.

They even had a feeling of amazement.

Although this brat's cultivation was low, his means were incomparably powerful, causing them all to marvel at him.

"Here we go again!"

"Don't believe him, these idiots! Can't they tell if it's someone from their own clan or not?"

Seeing that brat blending in with the group of disciples again, they were anxious.

If this goes on, this kid alone is going to get rid of hundreds of their disciples, how will the remaining disciples be able to compete with the Emperor Luan Clan?

But, it was useless for them to be anxious, they could only watch, they couldn't affect the situation inside at all.

They could only watch as that brat made up all sorts of reasons to hoodwink a group of their disciples, introduce them into the grand formation, and then eliminate them from the game.

"It really is too showy!"

The group of elders kept laughing bitterly.

This brat's performance was so showy that it really made one's head spin!

That superb disguise, superb bluffing skills, simply fooled their disciples around.

The brat would even spread all sorts of fake news, causing the two sects to fight, and then, he would scurry out on his own and sit back and reap the benefits.

"This brat, he's even screwing over his own sect!"

"It's so vile, so shameless!"

Many of the Nocturnal Sky disciples cursed angrily.

They were all very unconvinced, and if they fought head-on, they wouldn't necessarily lose.

"Shameless? Ho! In these battles, there is no such thing as shamelessness or shamelessness, as long as you can win, whatever means are good, you are still too young!"

Some elders shook their heads and sneered at them.

"Strange, how is it that such a powerful disciple only has a cultivation of fifty to sixty thousand Daoists, with the Imperial Luan Clan's heritage, it would be effortless to raise him to the pinnacle, if he reaches the pinnacle, I'm sure it will be even more terrifying!"

"Yes! Only at the early stage of Heavenly Immortal, you're already so powerful, if you go up again, it's a big deal!"

The group of elders were discussing, and were again a bit confused.

"Rubbish, all a bunch of rubbish!"

Then, they watched as that guy screwed over a bunch of their disciples.

At first, they were a little anxious and angry, but gradually, they despaired and completely died.

This brat alone had eliminated more than 200 of them, including many late Heaven Immortals, and the strength of their side was severely weakened, and what was left was simply not enough to stop the disciples of the Emperor Luan Sect.

Moreover, in between this brat's provocations, they had also eliminated hundreds of people between the two sides fighting, and the remaining ones were already less than six hundred.

This contest, they were going to lose!

"Just one early Heaven Immortal brat actually influenced the outcome of the entire competition, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, it would have been hard to believe."

"Yeah! This kid is too demonic!"

They were lamenting.

They were even glad that they had found out early and watched the whole thing, or else they wouldn't even know how they lost.

Time passed ......

Soon, seven days passed.

There were fewer and fewer people in the secret realm, and Tang Hao stopped moving and found a place to stay.

The token in his hand was enough to take the first place.

He directly laid down and slept.

"Haha! We're going to win!"

At this moment, in the Emperor Luan Sect, the atmosphere was jubilant.

Because the elders had poked around the situation in the secret realm and roughly determined the numbers of both sides, their side still had more than five hundred people left, while the other side, there were only two hundred left.

With such a gap in strength, there was no chance of the other side turning over a new leaf.

"This year's disciples are all doing well!"

"Yes! Ziyang she alone eliminated the other fifty or so people, and also Zhan Donglai, not bad, there are forty or so people in the battle."

"Long Yi Zi and the others aren't bad either, the heavy defeat last time has made them rise up and improve their strength by leaps and bounds, this tournament is just the right time for them to show off their skills."

A group of elders gathered together, constantly switching images, looking at a demon, all laughing loudly.

"Right! That kid!"

Suddenly, Elder Di seemed to have thought of something and asked the elder next to him to start switching the screen.

After dozens of switches, the screen finally cut to.

But, the incoming scene was one that left him stunned.

Eventually, the entire square went quiet.

The expressions of all the disciples, the elders, all became dumbfounded.