I Truly Am The Villian

Chapter 1060: Chapter 1059 The Gap, The Third Person

“Met Young Master Xiao,” Li Xiaoyuan hastily nodded in response.

“Your Heaven Martial Sect is really declining,” Xiao Buhui said.

“I’ve also heard from the ancestors that there were old grievances, but those are matters of the family.

Now that you cannot forget them, it’s no wonder you’re declining.”

“I don’t understand what Young Master Xiao means,” Xia Wanqing asked calmly.

“This is a dispute between two nations; you shouldn’t be here,” Xiao Buhui stated coolly.

“We are here at the invitation of the Second Prince,” Xia Wanqing said.

“If I were you, I would just cower in Mufu Mountain, you’re almost losing all the face of the Heaven Martial Emperor.”

Xiao Buhui replied: “Let me make it clear to you, the conflict between the two nations.

It will not change anything because of you.”

“We never intended to change anything,” Xia Wanqing looked at Xiao Buhui and said.

“Young Master Xiao seems to have great hostility towards us, could there be some misunderstanding?”

“No misunderstanding, but indeed I have much disdain,” Xiao Buhui said.

“I hope Young Master Xiao can make it clear, I don’t quite understand your meaning,” Xia Wanqing inquired doubtfully.

“Putting it too clearly would embarrass everyone, go back and tell your Sect Master to live well like a toad at the bottom of the well and stop foolishly longing to be with the swan,” Xiao Buhui replied.

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left.

Leaving Xia Wanqing looking furious.

Having done nothing, but being lectured out of nowhere, anyone would feel terrible inside.

“Hey,” Xu Zimei’s voice rose from behind.

“Do you look very noble?”

“Are you also from the Heaven Martial Sect?” Xiao Buhui turned his head and glanced at Xu Zimei.

Said indifferently: “As for nobility, at least your Heaven Martial Sect does not qualify.”

Xu Zimei wanted to say something more, but Xia Wanqing gestured to stop him.

Although she was also very angry inside.

But she didn’t want to offend Xiao Buhui and the Qianniu Taoist Court.

Because they could not afford to offend, nowadays, the Heaven Martial Sect was no longer the era when all nations came to pay tribute.

“Don’t worry, it’s okay,” Xu Zimei gave her a reassuring expression.

“No matter if I qualify or not, I hope you remember my name, Xu Zimei.

Before long, this name will become your nightmare.”

Xiao Buhui’s steps stopped instantly, he took a glance at Xu Zimei.

His eyes slightly squinted, emitting a dangerous light.

“You should be glad you are from the Heaven Martial Sect, otherwise, you would be a corpse by now.”

……

“Speak less, we can’t afford to offend,” Shangguan Lan reminded from the side.

“When I get the chance, I will visit the Qianniu Taoist Court,” Xu Zimei said.

“You’re just bragging,” Shangguan Lan retorted.

“I hope next time you can restrain a bit, if you offend someone on your own it’s fine, but don’t drag the Heaven Martial Sect into this,” Li Xiaoyuan said sarcastically from the side.

Xia Wanqing couldn’t bear it and looked at Li Xiaoyuan in response: “That’s still better than you being too afraid to say a word.”

“Do you know the difference between an ant and an elephant,” Xu Zimei smiled.

“Sometimes an ant bites an elephant; the elephant doesn’t bother, not because of fear, but disdain.”

During the conversation among the people, the central battle had already decided a victor.

Sikong Ji transformed into the Ruthless Sword Dao, with only a sword stirring incessantly between heaven and earth.

But Xie Shitian was obviously stronger, with a majestic aura around him, like an Asura walking out of Jiuyou.

He fiercely suppressed the Ruthless Sword.

The Longsword shattered, Sikong Ji’s figure also fell disgracefully.

The Jiuyou Soul-breaking Palm was less than half a centimeter from his neck.

“I concede,” he uttered these few words painfully.

“Sunset Empire wins the first round,” Xiao Buhui stated coolly.

Qi Emperor stroked his beard, looked towards Emperor Chu, and smiled, “Emperor Chu, I will still let my people take the stage first, a courtesy to you.”

He waved his hand, “Xuan Yi, go ahead.”

“Please, Wu Dao,” Emperor Chu looked at Wu Dao, took a deep breath, and spoke.

If they lost this match, they would probably have no further connection with the Secret Realm.

“Don’t worry, I’ve sparred with Xuan Yi a few days ago, he’s no match for me.”

Wu Dao said confidently.

He stepped onto the battlefield, slowly placing the giant hammer from his back down.

The ground rumbled, thunderously.

“Just give up, don’t waste time,” Wu Dao spoke.

“Brother Wu, each of us serves our master; winning or losing doesn’t matter; I want to give it another try,” Xuan Yi smiled.

He spun the long spear on his back once, then grasped it in his hand.

“Each serves their own master, yet you, who betrayed and forgot your loyalties dare to say that?” Wu Dao snorted coldly.

Both had already pledged themselves to Emperor Chu.

Yet they reneged at a crucial moment, clearly an act of treachery.

“Deception is all fair in war, Brother Wu, take this,” Xuan Yi uttered softly, and the long spear lunged forward.

The spear point fierce and focused, concentrated all its energy at one point.

With a “boom,” the long spear shattered into countless spear intents, scattering around.

Wu Dao lifted the giant hammer with his hands and feet, smashing it forth directly.

Such a hammer stroke could legitimately be described as earth-shattering.

Even the whole battlefield trembled violently.

The long spear was thoroughly smashed and sent flying.

Obviously furious, Wu Dao held nothing back.

This giant hammer, weighing around ten thousand pounds, swirled in his hands as effortlessly as a solid wall, moving freely both forward and backward.

He suppressed Xuan Yi throughout the entire process.

“Rosha Dharma Aspect,” Wu Dao roared again.

His muscles bulged magnificently, the hammer increased its size manifold, and he fiercely smashed it towards Xuan Yi.

“I concede,” seeing this scene, Xuan Yi hurriedly shouted.

However, his hammer had already gathered momentum and couldn’t be retracted.

“Stop, attacking after admitting defeat is not allowed,” Qi Emperor lightly reprimanded.

Just as the hammer was about to fall, there was a “boom,” but not the earth-shattering blast as imagined.

Instead, a dull thud echoed.

The crowd looked on in shock.

They saw one of the three from Qianniu Taoist Court, the just-introduced Fatty Wang, who had teleported beneath the giant hammer.

He didn’t use any weapons, just punched.

This enormous hammer was actually shattered by just one punch.

Wu Dao stared blankly at the handle in his hand.

“Considering your hammer truly could not be retracted, I won’t punish you,” Fatty Wang responded.

His body calmly ascended and left the ground.

“This round, Wu Dao wins,” Xiao Buhui announced indifferently.

However, Wu Dao’s expression held no sign of excitement.

As the third-ranked hero, his lethal move was so effortlessly neutralized.

“So, this is the prowess of disciples from the Taoist Courts,” he muttered to himself.

“The gap between the Dominator’s List and Heroes’ List is so vast,” even Xia Wanqing murmured softly.

The power of the Taoist Courts was entrenched in people’s hearts; how powerful they actually were was indescribable in words.

“The third round, the deciding round, who will you send?” Xiao Buhui asked.

On the side of Qi Emperor, it seemed he had anticipated this early on.

He looked towards the last black-robed youth and smiled, “Please, proceed.”