To call Zhanxian's declaration audacious would be an understatement.
He was pitting someone at the third layer of the Physique Transformation realm against someone at the Soul Reformation realm. He was asking a rookie to fight a cultivator with at least five years of experience.
The outrage, the explosion of noise amidst the crowd it caused, far surpassed the earlier chaos within the blink of an eye. This time, even the Elders couldn't stay calm, leaping out of their seats and pointing fingers at Zhanxian.
"Young man, do you think this is a joke?"
"We Elders didn't come here today to take part in a farce!"
"No one will blame you if you just admit your inferiority and accept defeat!"
"Why are you using an inexperienced junior as your shield? Don't you have any sense of responsibility as a senior disciple?"
Mirroring their indignation and disbelief, thousands of disciples seated around the arena raised an overwhelming clamor, all focused on Zhanxian.
