I Have A Bunch Of Saint Apprentices

At this moment, Yang Yushan felt his mind buzzing.    

He suddenly raised his head and saw that the person who spoke was standing not far away from him, looking at him with a smile that wasn't a smile.    

His white clothes were whiter than snow, and his long hair was loose.    

Besides Shen Jun, who else could it be?    

Yushan.    

This kind of address, this casual yet extremely familiar tone.    

It had been eight hundred years since he had heard it.    

In all of the three thousand worlds, only Master would call me this.    

Could it be that this person in front of him was really...    

Yang Yushan's eyes instantly turned red.    

Even though there were countless voices in his head telling him that this was impossible.    

Master had already passed away as an immortal eight hundred years ago. Even if he was resurrected, he wouldn't be able to appear in Upper Realm.    

The thing that was surging on his body was clearly the Demonic Power, not the Spiritual Force.    

How could Master's innate talent allow him to cultivate to the Early Period of Emperor Sovereign?    

However, all of these were impossible, and none of them were able to calm Yang Yushan down.    

He believed in one thing with an obsession.    

This ape Demonic Beast in front of him was definitely his Master, who had been separated from him for eight hundred years!    

Whoosh!    

After a brief moment of absent-mindedness, Yang Yushan dashed out like a bolt of lightning. He condensed a divine ability with one hand and forcefully struck at Shen Jun's vital point in his chest.    

Bang!    

As expected, Shen Jun threw a punch and knocked him down to the ground again.    

Yang Yushan, who was sent flying, was not in a good mood. He turned around and started to reunite again.    

Bang!    

Bang!    

Bang!    

Yang Yushan gathered his strength time and time again, and charged at the man in white clothes with all his might.    

However, under that pair of iron fists, the invincible Newcomer King in the past actually didn't have the slightest strength to resist at this moment.    

Followed by a muffled sound, Yang Yushan was sent flying again and again.    

However, he did not give up. Instead, he got up again and again and rushed over.    

The Qi on his body did not weaken, but it became more and more unstable.    

As for white clothed youth from Heavenly South Arena, each punch was stronger than the last, and each move was heavier than the last!    

He was no longer being suppressed.    

This was being tortured by blood!    

Such an unexpected battle situation made everyone present widen their eyes.    

They knew that this young man from the Heavenly South Arena was very strong, but they never expected him to be this strong.    

Even the invincible Newcomer King, Yama, was being toyed with by him so casually!    

Furthermore, he was the kind that didn't even have the slightest chance to struggle.    

Charging time and time again, he was sent flying again and again.    

Ten times.    

Twenty times.    

Thirty times!    

The tenacity and perseverance of Newcomer King, Yama, caused countless people present to be moved.    

Even the eyes of a few higher ups of Heavenly South Arena couldn't help but reveal a trace of appreciation.    

However, not long after that, the new scene had once again shocked everyone.    

That Newcomer King, the Yama, actually... cried?!    

Everyone rubbed their eyes with all their might, thinking that they had seen wrongly.    

But... they had not seen wrongly.    

That Yama Newcomer King really cried!    

He had been beaten to tears by Shen Jun!    

After he was sent flying fifty to sixty times, he could no longer control the raging emotions in his heart.    

Tears kept flowing down his face.    

Among the ten thousand people present, only Shen Jun knew why he was crying.    

Crying from being beaten?    

Stop joking.    

The disciples of Shen Jun are all good men who bleed but don't cry.    

At the same time, they are also good disciples who value relationships and loyalty.    

Plop.    

Newcomer King Yama fell to his knees powerlessly.    

"I... lost."    

Hua!!    

In an instant, the entire arena was filled with thunderous applause.    

No one mocked the loser, and no one showed any expression of disdain.    

In the history of Nine Heavens Peak Competition, and even in the history of the entire arena, this was an extremely rare scene.    

Everyone present was convinced by Newcomer King's unyielding will.    

In a real battle, he had indeed tried his best.    

He had charged forward fifty to sixty times!    

Even though he knew that he was no match for them, he still fought bravely.    

Such spirit did not allow them to mock him, nor did they have the qualifications to mock him.    

This Newcomer King, Yama, had indeed done his best.    

If he had to say it, it could only be said that the Shen Jun from the Heavenly South Arena was too abnormal.    

Of course, only Shen Jun knew why this stubborn kid had to persist until he used all of his strength before he agreed to the number of people.    

When he accepted him as his disciple back then, he had also beaten him up fifty to sixty times.    

He had beaten him until he was somewhat tired. Only then did this brat show a face of unwillingness as he admitted defeat.    

This time, I beat him up fifty to sixty times.    

It was reasonable. After all, his appearance was so sudden. This kid also had to confirm his identity properly.    

"Master... disciple! Disciple!"    

"Disciple Yang Yushan! Greetings, Master!"    

A joyful and sorrowful voice rang in Shen Jun's mind. "Disciple is unworthy! I actually only just recognized Master now. Master, please punish me! "    

"Yushan, we met again this time. I have beaten you up so many times." Shen Jun was filled with mixed emotions, but even so, he couldn't help but sigh. How is it?" he asked with a smile. Are you surprised to see me so suddenly?"    

If it was another occasion, Shen Jun was willing to let Yang Yushan vent his emotions.    

However, this was a special moment after all.    

Both of them had been in the territory of the Demon Race for a long time. It would be a pity if they were exposed now.    

"Surprise! Naturally, it is a huge surprise!"    

"Master, you don't know, disciple really... I really miss you!!" Even though it was a sound transmission, Shen Jun could still hear the deep grievance in Yang Yushan's words.    

He wasn't a weak person.    

However, in front of Shen Jun, who was both a teacher and a father, he had never concealed his emotions.    

"Alright, don't let anyone see through me."    

"You and I still have one last match to fight. Quickly finish the fight and get the reward from the Peak Competition."    

Shen Jun smiled and comforted Yang Yushan.    

He also wanted to have a good time with this disciple whom he had not seen for many years, but now, he was not allowed to do so.    

Everything would have to wait until the end of the competition.    

"Master! You have already been resurrected. It doesn't matter if I don't enter the Reincarnation Secret Realm!"    

The reason Yang Yushan was willing to endure humiliation in the Demon Region was because he wanted to enter the Reincarnation Secret Realm and find a way to revive his master.    

Now that Shen Jun was standing right in front of him, the quota of the secret realm was no longer necessary.    

"It has been eight hundred years. How come your intelligence is so low? There are countless treasures in the Reincarnation Secret Realm. With the strength of us, master and disciple, how are we going to snatch them away just like that?"    

"Oh, I know. My horizons have increased in the Upper Realm. I don't think I will be interested in those treasures anymore, right? It doesn't matter. When the time comes, I'll give all of them to your junior brothers and sisters! "    

"Ah, no! Your disciple wants them! Disciple wants it!" Yang Yushan quickly said.    

"Hmph, you brat!" Shen Jun shook his head and smiled, then he glanced in the direction of Yama Arena.    

His eyes narrowed, and his voice could not help but turn cold. "When the competition is over, master... can also resolve the matter of your Yama Arena."    

Bullying my disciple?    

I won't agree!    

"Master... Okay! Disciple understands!"    

Yang Yushan seemed to want to say something, but he held it back in his stomach.    

Now, he had to listen to his master. The competition was over. He would talk about it after getting the reward.    

The two of them walked down the stage with their backs to each other.    

The people of Heavenly South Arena were all extremely happy.    

Even Newcomer King, Yama, had lost. There was no longer any suspense as to who would be the champion.    

The biggest winner of the Nine Heavens Peak Competition this time had actually become the Heavenly South Arena!    

Hahahaha, it was really the turn of the tides.    

As for the people of the Yama Arena...    

Their faces were really gloomy and scary.    

They had actually lost!    

And he had even lost without even being able to retaliate!    

He had completely lost the face of the Yama Arena!!    

The higher ups who came with the team discussed with the False Immortal Stage old man in whispers for a while.    

In the end, it was the False Immortal Stage old man who decided on what to say.    

"Then the quota for the Reincarnation Secret Realm... we don't need to give it to him!"