This was utterly humiliating!
From the very beginning, Ouyang Cheng had relentlessly provoked and shamed them with his words, dismissing all the geniuses of their Eighteen Kingdoms as trash.
Who could possibly endure this?
It wasn’t just the two of them; nearly every genius from the Eighteen Kingdoms couldn’t take it anymore!
They were all hot-blooded youths, highly respected in their own kingdoms. When had they ever suffered such humiliation?
AAAAHHH...
Just as Fan Jian was about to rise, Daoist Xuanqing slammed a hand down on him, roaring, "You beast! What do you think you’re doing?"
"Master, I..."
Fan Jian’s face was a mask of defiance.
Daoist Xuanqing said in a low, stern voice, "You will endure it. If you dare to make a move without my command, I will not forgive you!"
"You’ll endure it too!"
Roger shot Qian Yi a fierce glare, and Qian Yi could only back down obediently.
Huang Yunan clenched her delicate fists, her fine brows knitted in anger. "Grandpa, I want to go out there and slap him."
"Xiaonan, you absolutely must not be impulsive!"
The Desolate Old Monster hastily stopped her.
Even Chu Tianxiong had been defeated by their opponent’s servant. He himself was even less of a match.
If Huang Yunan were to rush out now, not only would she gain nothing, but she would be pinned to the ground and brutally humiliated.
’Endure!’
’A moment of patience keeps the storm at bay.’
Huang Yunan said, unwilling to accept it, "So we’re just supposed to stand here and watch him insult our Eighteen Kingdoms?"
The Desolate Old Monster could only shake his head helplessly.
’Who can we blame but ourselves for not being as strong as them?’
The Desolate Old Monster said in a low voice, "Ah, Xiaonan, Grandpa doesn’t want to see you wronged either. Seeing you suffer is worse than death for me. But you must consider the bigger picture, understand?"
The Heaven-Suppressing King alone was enough to give the Royal Family of the Desolate Empire a headache. Adding the Celestial Moon Sect to the mix would be a catastrophe.
Not even the gods could save them then.
"A bunch of cowards!"
Seeing the geniuses of the Eighteen Kingdoms fall silent, Ouyang Cheng’s face filled with disdain. He then addressed Chu Tianxiong, "Chu Tianxiong, listen to my order."
Chu Tianxiong’s face was flushed with anger.
’Damn it!’
’In all his years, this was the first time someone had walked all over him and humiliated him so thoroughly.’
’And the other party was a junior, no less.’
’But there was nothing he could do!’
’Who could he blame but himself for not being strong enough?’
Suppressing the rage in his heart, Chu Tianxiong said, "What instructions does Young Sect Master Ouyang have for me?"
Ouyang Cheng said nonchalantly, "Let me ask you, is your Beast Taming Sect’s Qu Luo’s Tomb about to open?"
"Yes!"
Chu Tianxiong replied.
Ouyang Cheng stood with his hands behind his back. "Good. The Celestial Moon Sect is booking out your Beast Taming Sect’s Qu Luo’s Tomb. No one is allowed to enter except for me."
"What kind of fucking bullshit is that!"
Before Chu Tianxiong could answer, Fan Jian stepped forward and cursed, "Ouyang Cheng, are you fucking daydreaming? In your dreams!"
He really couldn’t hold it in any longer.
Ouyang Cheng looked at Fan Jian and frowned. "You have a problem with that?"
Qian Yi stepped forward. "It’s not just him. All of us have a problem with it!"
"That’s right, we all have a problem with it!"
"Qu Luo’s Tomb belongs to the Beast Taming Sect and our Eighteen Kingdoms! What right do you have to stop us from entering?"
"Are you out of your mind?"
"Asshole!"
The young geniuses of the Eighteen Kingdoms were already at their limit from Ouyang Cheng’s provocations and insults. This was the last straw.
Qu Luo’s Tomb contained a massive opportunity.
To stop them from entering Qu Luo’s Tomb was to sever their opportunities, to cut off their futures.
’We have to fight him to the death!’
Ouyang Cheng was visibly stunned for a moment.
He hadn’t expected that his noble status as the Young Sect Leader of the Celestial Moon Sect would be unable to intimidate these people.
’These people even called me an asshole!’
Ouyang Cheng roared, "Not convinced, are you? Fine! If you’ve got the guts, come up here and fight!"
"As if I’m afraid of you!"
Fan Jian lightly tapped his toes on the ground and appeared before Ouyang Cheng. He drew the longsword from his back and slashed directly at him.
SWISH!
A resplendent streak of sword light, like a wandering dragon, slashed toward Ouyang Cheng.
"Huh... that looks like the Profound Cyan Wandering Dragon Swordsmanship!"
"The Profound Cyan Wandering Dragon Swordsmanship is Daoist Xuanqing’s specialty. It looks like Fan Jian has already cultivated it to the Great Success realm. No wonder he dares to challenge Ouyang Cheng!"
"Hahaha, Ouyang Cheng is about to be defeated."
Seeing Fan Jian use Daoist Xuanqing’s ultimate technique, the crowd, which had been lacking confidence, was now filled with anticipation.
They all wanted to see Ouyang Cheng suffer a humiliating defeat.
After all, the guy had just insulted every single one of them, and even Chu Tianxiong had been forced to swallow his anger.
Pingyangzi asked in surprise, "When did you teach him this move?"
Daoist Xuanqing smiled. "About half a year ago, I suppose!"
Pingyangzi looked utterly astonished.
The Profound Cyan Wandering Dragon Swordsmanship was complex and profound. For Fan Jian to cultivate it to the Great Success realm in just under half a year...
Fan Jian’s talent was truly formidable.
’This battle is in the bag!’
However, facing Fan Jian’s sharp swordsmanship, Ouyang Cheng’s face was full of disdain. He sneered, "Profound Cyan Wandering Dragon Swordsmanship? Heh, what kind of dogshit, trashy swordsmanship is this? You dare show it off in front of me!"
CLANG!
Ouyang Cheng simply thrust two fingers forward and effortlessly caught Fan Jian’s longsword between them!
In an instant, Fan Jian froze!
His swordsmanship, at the Great Success realm, had been stopped by Ouyang Cheng with just two fingers!
’How is this possible?’
"ROAR!"
Fan Jian put all his strength into his hands, continuously pouring power into the longsword, but no matter how he struggled, it was useless.
The onlookers were dumbfounded by the scene.
Daoist Xuanqing’s ultimate technique, such a sharp display of swordsmanship, couldn’t even scratch Ouyang Cheng.
Fan Jian was being completely crushed by Ouyang Cheng, with no room to even fight back.
Daoist Xuanqing’s face turned black on the spot.
Ouyang Cheng sneered, "Is that all?"
CRACK!
With a squeeze of his fingers, Ouyang Cheng snapped off the tip of Fan Jian’s sword, then flicked it forcefully toward Fan Jian!
SHUNK!
The sword tip buried itself in Fan Jian’s abdomen!
"Senior Brother Fan Jian!"
Several disciples rushed to Fan Jian’s side and caught him, then cried out in alarm, "Master, Senior Brother Fan Jian has been crippled."
’What?!’
Daoist Xuanqing’s face went pale with shock. He instantly appeared at Fan Jian’s side to check on him, then said furiously, "Ouyang Cheng, aren’t you a little too vicious?"
"His skills were inferior. Who can he blame but himself?"
Ouyang Cheng said, completely unconcerned.
Daoist Xuanqing was filled with rage, but with the four Half-Step Martial Monarchs standing behind his opponent, he didn’t dare act on it.
’This is going too far!’
Qian Yi stepped out from the crowd, fuming. "Since Young Master Ouyang is so capable, why don’t you try taking a couple of moves from me!"
"And me!"
Huang Yunan also stepped forward.
Immediately after, more people stepped forward. "And us! We’d also like to experience Young Master Ouyang’s brilliant techniques."
There’s a limit to how far you can push someone!
Ouyang Cheng’s actions had thoroughly enraged all the geniuses of the Eighteen Kingdoms. Every one of them was ready to stand up and fight him to the death!
"A bunch of peasants dare to defy me!"
Ouyang Cheng was flustered and exasperated, his anger boiling over. "Fine! Then today, I will let you witness my true power. If you’re not afraid to die, come at me together."