"My disciples, I can beat or scold, but others may not!"
Xiao Yi slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, his icy gaze fixed intently on Yang Yuhuan.
Yang Yuhuan's eyebrows were tightly knitted.
Those eyes, bright as the moon and deeper than the night, stared at Xiao Yi. His lips curled into a disdainful smile, "No wonder the Xiao Family looks down on you. It's that arrogance of yours, thinking you're above heaven and earth. Sooner or later, you will bring calamity upon the Xiao Family! Compared to Xiao Tianjiao, you truly fall short!"
Xiao Tianjiao.
The universally acknowledged number one prodigy in the history of the Great Qian Dynasty.
Despite Xiao Yi's impressive achievents, in the eyes of the public, he still wasn't considered comparable to Xiao Tianjiao.
Because.
In the hearts of most, they still didn't believe Xiao Yi could match up to Xiao Tianjiao.
Whoosh!
Xiao Yi let out a breath and said, "As to who is stronger between and Xiao Tianjiao, ti will naturally give everyone the answer. It's not your place to make judgnts here!"
"Oh? Is that so?"
Yang Yuhuan smiled softly and said indifferently, "The reason I say these things is not to criticize you. After all, if not for Xiao Tianjiao's sake, you wouldn't be worthy of my comnt. Moreover…"
His voice paused slightly.
With a step forward, an overwhelming pressure rolled in like a towering mountain.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Thunderous explosions from nowhere startled everyone, forcing them to retreat several steps.
Even Nalan Qianqiu and Qi, who had reached the peak of the Dharma Manifestation Realm, were compelled to step back twice under the dreadful pressure of Yang Yuhuan. This was the unmatched War King of the Great Qian Dynasty, the legendary Military God who never lost a battle—Yang Yuhuan!
Though all at the peak of the Dharma Manifestation Realm, even Qi and Nalan Qianqiu combined could not withstand ten moves from him!
"Is this the unparalleled War King? Just his aura alone makes dare not harbor any thoughts of defiance, it's truly terrifying!"
"Worthy of being the Military God of the Great Qian Dynasty, an existence like the Calm Sea Divine Needle…"
Even the Shadow Demon and Zhang Ling, who feared neither heaven nor earth, felt a trace of fear when facing Yang Yuhuan.
It was rely the oppression of aura.
Yet, it extinguished the fighting spirit of these strong warriors who had erged from the Slave Battlefield.
One could imagine…
just how formidable Yang Yuhuan was.
Xiao Yi's face turned sowhat pale, yet he stood as proud as an ancient pine before Yang Yuhuan, his feet rooted to the ground as if they had taken root. Not shaking in the slightest, his eyes blazed fiercely, staring at him as if they were tangible.
Yang Yuhuan raised his eyebrows, sowhat surprised that Xiao Yi could remain so composed under his pressure, "Not bad, not bad at all. You didn't kneel under my aura. You've got so backbone, kid. But I wonder if the bones in your body are as tough!"
Xiao Yi said coolly, "You can try!"
Facing Xiao Yi's challenge, Yang Yuhuan remained indifferent and calm.
In his eyes, Xiao Yi was but an ant.
"You don't need to try to provoke , why would the Azure Dragon be infuriated by an ant?"
Yang Yuhuan chuckled lightly, shaking his head gently as usual, and raised three fingers, "Three moves. If you can withstand three moves from , I might give you a chance to live."
"Three moves?"
"Although Director Xiao is formidable, he is only at the Eighth Layer of the Tao Tribulation Realm. How could he possibly withstand three moves from the War King?"
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"To accept is to die, to resist is also to die…"
"Xiaoshanhe Institute finally saw a glimr of hope for rising, is it going to be destroyed now?"
After hearing Yang Yuhuan's words, everyone shook their heads and sighed.
Given Yang Yuhuan's strength.
Let alone Xiao Yi, who was just at the Eighth Layer of the Tao Tribulation Realm, even soone at the peak of the Dharma Manifestation Realm would likely not be his match!
Everyone looked at Xiao Yi with eyes full of worry.
Of course...
Figures such as Nangong Shengji and Sun Yao had expressions of schadenfreude, a look of excitent on their faces.
It was as if they had already witnessed Xiao Yi dying at the hands of Yang Yuhuan!
At the sa ti.
Within the imperial palace, Yang Ling looked anxiously at Emperor Qian, "Father, great-uncle has already made his move, if you don't intervene, Xiao Yi's life will be in danger!"
"What's the rush?"
Emperor Qian glanced at him indifferently, his calm deanor showing a hint of amusent, "Have you ever seen this kid at a disadvantage? Since your great-uncle appeared until now, I haven't detected any sign of despair from him, on the contrary, there's an excited eagerness. Let's wait a bit longer, and see what kind of 'dicine' he's selling!"
Emperor Qian's gaze seed to travel through ti and space, landing on Xiao Yi.
In those profound eyes, there was a touch of deep curiosity and anticipation.
Yang Ling was montarily stunned, and seeing that Emperor Qian had no more to say, he felt it improper to press further. He clenched his hands tightly and with a worried look, he gazed in the direction of the Nangong Family and muttered to himself, "Xiao Yi, I hope nothing happens to you!"
...
Inside the Nangong Family mansion.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on Xiao Yi, awaiting his response.
Facing the challenge of the unparalleled War King Yang Yuhuan, who asked for a three-move agreent, would he accept?
Whoosh!
Xiao Yi let out a long breath, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly as he stared intently at Yang Yuhuan and said deliberately, "Three moves are enough, you say?"
"Hm?"
Yang Yuhuan was taken aback.
Xiao Yi cracked a smile, "You want to kill , but three moves are far from enough!"
"How insolent!"
"Xiao Yi, you're utterly ignorant of your own limits — that's War King His Highness there. He could crush you to pieces with just a flick of his finger, let alone three moves..."
Sun Yao and the others were furious, roaring in anger.
In their eyes, Yang Yuhuan was an invincible existence.
For a re Eighth Layer of Tao Tribulation Realm Xiao Yi to look down on Yang Yuhuan?
To them...
It was like their faith had been insulted!
"Shut up!"
Xiao Yi glanced at them coldly, "Defeated dogs, what right do you have to wag your tongues before ? Keep yapping and don't bla for killing you first!"
"You..."
Sun Yao and the others were red-faced.
They were about to curse, but upon encountering Xiao Yi's cold gaze, the words they had at the tip of their tongues were forcefully swallowed back down.
Yang Yuhuan couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
In the mont of eye contact with Sun Yao and the others, he felt Xiao Yi release a subtle aura of oppression, and it was this very pressure that silenced them from speaking out.
"Interesting little fellow!"
Yang Yuhuan suddenly laughed, his mouth curving up slightly, his gaze on Xiao Yi now filled with curiosity and interest, "Xiao Yi, you have successfully piqued my interest. If you can survive three moves from without dying, then you'll prove you're worthy to be my dog. It just so happens that the Funeral Envoy was killed by you, and if you submit to and beco the new Funeral Envoy under my command, I can spare your life!"
"Your Highness..."
Sun Yao and Yama's expressions changed.
"Hm?"
Yang Yuhuan turned to look at them, they shuddered and turned pale, quickly responding, "Your Highness is wise!"
"Hmm!"
Yang Yuhuan nodded and then turned his attention back to Xiao Yi, "What is your decision?"
"Have submit?"
Xiao Yi cracked a smile and said with emphasis, "You're not worthy!"
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