As the two of them lock gazes with each other, Long Moxie couldn't help but feel like sothing terrifying is staring down at him, as if he's a fish in a chopping block ready to be butchered by whatever it is that is looking down on him, making him feel sothing that he never felt before, not even in front of his father, his elders or his ancestor, being small, as if he is standing in front of a wall that cannot be overco.
Try as this feeling as hard as it can to suppress him though, the natural pride, or rather arrogance already innate, and yet still nourished in soone who is born of high status being taught that he is above everyone else, flows out to oppress this terror back into the deepest recesses of his mind never to see the light of the day again, said arrogance also providing him with the little bit of push he needs in order to truly stand face to face against this immortal-like young man, already proclaid to be the greatest in their generation.
"I have no need to prove myself and where I am getting my confidence, vermin, but since you really dare stand up against this imperial prince, then I suppose I shall be magnanimous and entertain your question a little…"
Looking at the sword in his hand as he reveals a modest, confident smile on his face, the calculative imperial prince said with absolute disregard for the immortal-like young man in his tone, as if he isn't even taking this fight seriously, as if it is nothing more than child's play to him.
"That kid is so kind of prince, right? Given that deanor, he might really be an expert of this generation in this world, as for that handso boy…"
"Yeah, I don't even know where his confidence is coming from, his aura, and even his spirit qi is nothing too great compared to that imperial prince."
"But still, you all should consider the fact that he still managed to get out of that illusion in the first trial way faster than that imperial prince."
"Who knows what sort of trick that kid has? No one can change my mind. if those two were to really fight against each other, that Long Moxie would win nine out of ten tis."
Looking at the fellow Half-step Celestial Realm discussing things about the fight about to go down near the entrance of the Sky Compression Valley, one among them couldn't help but reveal an amused smile as she refuses to participate in the discussion, having known the young man about to fight Long Moxie for a brief ti, a brief ti already more than enough for her to tell with absolute certainty that this imperial prince will suffer a slight grievance at the very least when facing his opponent.
With none among them noticing this mature beauty's amused smile, the Half-step Celestials guarding the foreign geniuses continues watching the events between these two top-tier genius of the Sky Soul Star's Eastern Continent, their straight figures looking like they are ready to respond to whoever will move first, nothing happening in the outside and yet, a battle seemingly already starting in their mind.
"You can still beg for rcy and serve under after offering those ladies behind you, vermin…" feeling like his taunts are not really working its magic against the immortal-like young man, Long Moxie said with a provoking, arrogant smile on his face as if telling everyone that whatever he wants, he shall get, this face causing the immortal-like young man's expression to change, still with a smile on his face but now with imnse murderous intent in his eyes.
"You know, I was just taking everything you said with a pinch of salt, maybe at most, a playful jab at , Long Moxie but now…" hearing the last taunting words of the calculative imperial prince, Su Xiaotian replies with the smile remaining on his face, sothing that will be etched in Long Moxie's mind for all eternity to co as he would rember that smile as the most terrifying one in his entire life.
The mont that he saw that smile on the immortal-like young man's face, said young man already disappeared, nowhere to be found, making Long Moxie feel like he is in so sort of cage that he has no ability to get out of, the murderous intent filling the air turning thicker and thicker, making it extrely hard for him to breathe.
His nightmare is just about to start though as with the thickness of the air preventing him from properly breathing, his blurring, rotating vision makes it all the more difficult for him to track the movents in the shadows, movent of what he is certain of as his opponent, the immortal-like young man who is supposed to be easily crushed in his hand.
"… now that you decided to include them in this little feud of ours, I wonder if I should kill you or not…" still trying to follow the shadow in the distance certain that it is the immortal-like young man, Long Moxie starts sweating bullets as he felt like ice cold water was splashed onto him in an instant, feeling a cold, sharp blade digging on his neck as if it is prepared to separate his head and body clean any second, making his limbs tremble as the feeling of death truly grips him for the first ti in his more than two decades of life.
Looking at the imperial prince now kneeling on the ground, and yet still refusing to let his head fall onto the earth, Su Xiaotian couldn't help but comnd his pride for not allowing himself to be humiliated anymore.
That's all there is to it though, as even though he appreciates such tenacity, he still wouldn't forget what this calculative imperial prince said as he openly reveals desire and lust in his eyes while eyeing his companions, and this alone makes his blood boil whenever he looks at the imperial prince.
"D-don't k-kill , y-you know what would h-happen if you kill right?" still looking at the ground, too terrified to look at the young man exuding such terrifying killing intent like a demon's advent sent to ruin the earth, Long Moxie more of threatened rather than asked, his shaking voice not making his threat any convincing to anyone.
Hearing his words, the immortal-like young man rely smiles hospitably as if he's just welcoming a guest rather than dealing with the imperial prince, his threat prompting the immortal-like young man to lower himself as he sat down so that he can see his enemy's face eye to eye as he replies.
"Don't worry, this is my martial aunt's territory, you won't die here and cause trouble for my family…" Su Xiaotian said with a smile on his face, lifting Long Moxie's face up with the use of his soul power to see him eye to eye, his gaze, his smile being etched into this usually proud and arrogant imperial prince and making him shake like a terrified child, this terror making the words of the immortal-like young man fly past his brain usually sharp enough to caught on the true aning of such words.
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