Chapter 17 The Big Brother of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect
The next day, the main hall of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect was full of people, who were gathered in groups chatting.
Until Li Tianyi stepped into the ceremony, a group of young people including Xiao Rong cast indignant eyes at him.
Li Tianyi ignored them, and when he saw the Sword Douluo in white, he couldn't help but waved to him.
Sword Douluo Chen Xin nodded slightly, looking indifferent.
Li Tianyi didn't care about the other party's attitude at all, he had been used to it for so many years.
Ning Fengzhi stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the elders and disciples of the sect gathered below.
"Today, I have called all the elders and disciples here to announce an important matter."
"Please speak, Sect Master!" The elder who was nearly 70 years old and had few hairs left said respectfully.
Ning Feng raised a finger, pointed at Li Tianyi, and said, "I declare that Li Tianyi officially joins our sect. From now on, he is also the eldest senior brother of the younger generation of our Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect."
Seeing the questioning looks from the audience, he paused and continued, "From now on, all younger disciples must obey his orders. As for the elders above the Soul Sage level, they must also cooperate with him to a certain extent."
Li Tianyi's face was sullen, confused as to what this guy was up to by giving him such great power. He didn't believe in free lunches in this world.
The clamor from the audience could no longer be suppressed. An elder stepped forward and asked, "I wonder why the Sect Master appointed this young man as our Saint Son?"
Ning Fengzhi put away his smile and looked at the elder calmly.
The elder fell silent and retreated.
Li Tianyi was a little surprised. This old man must have been a level 80 Soul Douluo, and he was so scared by Ning Fengzhi's look that he retreated?
Ning Fengzhi then looked at the younger generation, including Xiao Rong, who were filled with unconvinced eyes but dared not speak.
"Are you not convinced that I'm appointing a parachuted-in person as the sect's senior brother?"
Though the disciples below didn't move, the flicker in their eyes fully revealed their thoughts.
Li Tianyi remained calm at this moment.
Putting aside the unnecessary attention the title of senior brother would bring him, even the manpower he could mobilize was a concern he truly despised. No matter how many people there were, could they help him fight the ferocious beasts? In the end, he still had to rely on himself.
He then stepped forward with a cold face and bowed, saying, "I appreciate the sect leader's kindness, but let's not have the title of senior brother."
"You're quite sensible, and have some self-awareness," someone in the crowd muttered.
Ning Fengzhi ignored him, taking in the performances of everyone in the hall. Then, chuckling, he said, "Even if you don't say it, I can tell you're unconvinced."
"Today is the limit. Any unconvinced disciples are welcome to challenge Li Tianyi. Whoever wins will be given the title of Senior Brother, so why not?"
With these words, the disciples in the audience rubbed their hands, eagerly eyeing Li Tianyi.
Huh?
Li Tianyi had discovered a common ailment among the leaders of the Douluo Continent: a habit of ignoring others' opinions. No, it's more like the weak lacking a voice.
Thinking his life under someone else's roof was only temporary, he decided to make the best of it. Li Tianyi followed the others to the martial arts arena.
A burly young man instantly leaped onto the stage and beckoned Li Tianyi with his finger.
Li Tianyi glanced hesitantly at Ning Fengzhi.
"Don't hold back. These sect brats are used to being so arrogant. It's time they learned that there are always people better than you."
Li Tianyi slowly approached the arena.
"Haha, first time I've seen someone walk. What's wrong with this kid? Didn't he see Senior Brother Yunhai leap up?"
"My Senior Brother Yunhai is still so handsome!" a charming girl said infatuatedly.
Li Tianyi shook his head. It seemed like children all liked to act cool. He looked at the burly young man opposite him.
The burly young man said proudly, "Yunhai, twelve years old, Martial Soul: Overlord Lightning Spear, twenty-first-level Strong Attack Great Spirit Master."
Uh, to start a fight, he had to first blow his own family?
Li Tianyi didn't have time for nonsense. He simply stepped on the ground and took a flash of light. A golden light flashed across his fist.
"Bang!"
Yunhai, who hadn't summoned his Martial Soul yet, was instantly knocked out of the ring.
"This guy is so despicable! He didn't even tell me his own attributes and just attacked Senior Brother Yunhai like that?"
"Shameless! How can such a person be the eldest brother of our Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect?"
"Villain!" someone spat.
While the younger generation acted this way, the older generation, including Jian Douluo and his group, nodded silently, seeing something in their own vision and admiring Li Tianyi's clean and decisive attack.
"Watch me take him!" A man with slicked-back hair leaped onto the stage with a loud shout.
"Kuang Wang, fourteen years old, Martial Spirit: Golden Flame Eagle, Level 31 Powerful Attack Combat."
"Bang!"
"So much nonsense!" Li Tianyi coldly looked at Kuang Wang, who was blasted off the stage before he could finish his words.
"Roar!"
A figure, who had already unleashed his Martial Spirit from the audience, transformed into a lion, bearing three yellow and purple spirit rings, and leaped onto the stage.
Li Tianyi curled his lips, "Finally, someone with some brains has arrived."
"Senior Brother Gaoyuan, if you go up there, we'll definitely teach this brat a lesson this time!" Yun Hai said unwillingly, clutching his aching chest.
The lion-transformed man stared at Li Tianyi, "Boy, I won't let you down. I'll give you a sneak attack."
"Oh? Really?"
"Bang!"
Gaoyuan's lion form and spirit rings were instantly shattered, and he was sent flying along the same trajectory as the previous two.
Li Tianyi retracted his fist, gazing at the young disciples below with amusement.
The disciples calmed down. After all, no one who had made it here today was a fool. Li Tianyi had easily dispatched several of them, and anyone could see the problem.
Furthermore, Li Tianyi, seemingly no older than them, had knocked out even War Spirit Master Gaoyuan, who had already unleashed his spirit.
A deep silence fell from the audience, and the few radical young men who had been eager to take the stage now dared not.
"I'll fight you!"
"Xiao Rong?" Li Tianyi glanced at the short-haired boy who had led the way for him yesterday.
The short-haired boy looked at Li Tianyi sternly and said, "In sect competitions, everyone introduces themselves in advance. Even if you have the ability, isn't it a bit rude to say nothing?"
Li Tianyi looked at him with a stern face, but he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
The short-haired boy shook his head and said loudly: "Rong Lin, 15 years old, martial soul: Ronglong Sword, 42nd level strong attack weapon soul."
Li Tianyi did not attack in advance this time. He just watched quietly as four yellow and purple soul rings emerged from the other party's body. A dark yellow sword with a faint dragon's roar appeared in his right hand.
Li Tianyi glanced at the audience, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Li Tianyi, 12 years old, no martial soul."
The audience was immediately in an uproar.
"Is this guy kidding?"
"No martial soul?"
"How can you break through without a martial soul? How can you cultivate to such a strong level?"
(End of this chapter)