Immortality Cultivation Era Chapter 155 Push Him Into An Abyss Of Disgrace!

"Hmm, I don't want to talk to you either." After saying that, Gongsun Moyang pauses and then says with a frown, "But do you really think he is the right person?"

"I cannot think of a second person to do that but him. The existing members of the Dragon Court are not appropriate. After all, many of them have shown their faces in public. If they are exposed, the consequence will be unthinkable. I don't care alerting the enemy. What I care about is only one thing—the safety of the Dragon Court's members."

Gongsun Moyang nods his head, asking, "Does it ever occur to you that Gao Ge may not agree to your request if he finds out the latent danger?"

The middle-aged man frowns and asks, "Doesn't he even have such ideological awareness?"

Gongsun Moyang bursts into laughter and says bluntly, "Although I don't know much about Gao Ge, I always feel that he may spit on you if you talk about ideological awareness with him."

The middle-aged man is speechless.

He stares at Gao Ge, who is still mounting the high horse on the stage, and falls into a light trance.

If Gao Ge hears what Gongsun Moyang said about him, he must give Gongsun Moyang a good kiss for his understanding!

After hurting a few students heavily successively, many students start to directly admit defeat in the following contests.

Gao Ge doesn't feel surprised. If things don't work out like this, Gao Ge's efforts will be in vain.

As to those injured by him, it is not important whether they will curse him.

If cursing can kill people, everyone will focus on learning cursing rather than try their best to enhance their capability through cultivation.

Afterwards, here comes another contender.

"Sun Lei?" Gao Ge feels a bit surprised at the contender.

Sun Lei snorts and greets him with hands folded in front, "I am here to challenge!"

"Okay!"

After saying that, Gao Ge rushes towards Sun Lei.

His punch is resisted by Sun Lei.

There is no denying that Sun Lei is quite capable. Otherwise, he wouldn't become the leader of Yue Xincheng and Meng Jing's team before.

Suddenly, Sun Lei kicks in the chest of Gao Ge at a rapid speed.

Being a bit absent-minded, Gao Ge is kicked by Sun Lei and can't help retreating for a distance.

"Check this out. Thunderbolt Kick, the martial art skill of Earth level." Sun Lei feels rejoiced instantly after successfully kicking Gao Ge.

Gao Ge rubs his chest and sneers. Then he nods his head slightly.

"A martial art skill of dirt level indeed."

Sun Lei becomes angry instantly.

As he recalls, he p.r.o.nounced quite well. What he said is actually "martial art skill of Earth level."

How come what Sun Lei heard is "martial art skill of dirt level"?

Was he listening to Gao Ge carefully?

In the blink of an eye, Gao Ge arrives at the front of Sun Lei and meanwhile, he suddenly has a sword in his hand.

As the sword light glitters, it slashes across Sun Lei's chest slightly, making him fly away with a bowl-shaped wound in the chest.

"Gao Ge, you mustn't kill your opponent!" Meng Fang hastens to yell at him with a frown.

"Rest a.s.sured, Mr. Meng. I know what I am doing. He may have to stay in bed for at most three or four months. He won't die." Gao Ge says smilingly while holding his Flying Star Sword.

A teacher rushes towards Sun Lei's front to check his condition. Having found that the wound is not fatal, the teacher nods his head at Meng Fang.

Meng Fang doesn't continue scolding Gao Ge. Yet, he shakes his head and says, "Boy, you were being too brutal, weren't you?"

"If I don't, I am afraid that I cannot get through today." Gao Ge says in a deep voice.

Meng Fang sighs and says no more.

"Gee. When did Gao Ge take out the sword?"

"I don't know. Where did he keep the sword?"

Some students start to fall into discussion.

Gongsun Moyang and the middle-aged man also feel curious.

Even they have no idea whether Gao Ge kept his sword. It is rather weird that the sword just showed up from nowhere.

Noticing that the middle-aged man is staring at him, Gongsun Moyang also shakes his head, "Don't ask me. I don't know either."

Hearing Gongsun Moyang's words, the middle-aged man sneers at once, "As a princ.i.p.al of the Cultivation Academy, it is surprising that you should not know about that."

Gongsun Moyang pulls a long face, "Do you know what the name of Tang Jiusi's auntie's daughter is?"

The middle-aged man feels awkward.

"Hmm, how interesting! As a supervisor of Tang Jiusi, it is surprising that you should have no idea about that." Gongsun Moyang immediately says ironically.

On the stage, Gao Ge is holding his Flying Star Sword. The blade is not stained by any blood, which is still glittering.

The silver light reflected in the sunlight gives off a chilly feeling.

Anyone who sees the Flying Star Sword will feel nervous. Especially the students who are going to contend Gao Ge only feel a chill is approaching them.

"Gao Ge is a swordsman too?" The middle-aged man asks again.

"I don't know."

The middle-aged man looks at Gongsun Moyang. He shakes his head and stays silent.

More and more people choose to admit defeat.

They thought that it wouldn't be a big deal to challenge Gao Ge and that the worst result would be losing the contest only. Yet, if they won by chance, they would make their name in the Academy by defeating Gao Ge. However, now they have given up that thought. The painful screaming of Sun Lei, who has been carried away, is still lingering around their ears.

They all believe that Gao Ge is so cruel to his opponent.

He was nicer before but he has become even more merciless regardless of the consequences.

Although no one is killed by him in the fight, to stay in bed for several months is such terrible thing!

When it gets dark, a weirdo comes to contend Gao Ge.

He is a student of Cla.s.s Yellow. He says to Gao Ge first, "I am here to challenge you, but could you not use your sword?"

Gao Ge grins coldly.

The contender may have realized that Gao Ge will never agree to his request so he hastens to jump off the stage in a smooth way. He probably has practiced this for many times.

It has been late. Meng Fang clears his throat and says, "The contest is over today. You may go back to adjust your condition and the contest shall continue tomorrow!"

After saying that, he steps off the stage.

Gao Ge takes a deep breath and snorts, "Boring. I am not satisfied yet."

After saying that, he struggles to step down from the stage.

The middle-aged man asks Gongsun Moyang in a low voice, "He is being so pretentious regardless of his weakness within. Who will be intimidated by him actually?"

"As long as it works. He will not think too much." Gongsun Moyang says casually.

As he just steps off the stage, Yue Xincheng is about to hold his arms. Yet, Gao Ge waves his hand to stop him.

"No need. I can even beat up ten people as capable as Yuan Mao now!"

Yuan Mao is about to leave. When he hears that, he feels so depressed that he almost vomits blood.

Holy c.r.a.p… Gao Ge just pushed him into an abyss of disgrace!