Murong Peng's gaze swept over the surroundings, finally landing on the poorly cleaned red feathers not far away. In an instant, everything clicked in his mind.
Boom!
He was driven completely mad, blood nearly seeping from his eyes as he roared hysterically, “I'm going to kill you!!”
With that, he lifted his right foot and took a giant stride forward, about to charge.
However...
Crack!
A sound like fabric tearing along with flesh and blood echoed.
“Aaaaaaargh!!”
In the next second, Murong Peng let out a wail even more wretched than yesterday's. His charging figure came to a screeching halt, and once again clutching his crotch, he collapsed to the ground with a thud and began rolling around in agony.
This scene thoroughly amused Jiang Ye. He hadn't expected this guy to be such an entertainer. He couldn't help but clap and laugh:
“How does that old saying go? Take too big a step, and you'll tear your balls. Oh, wait, it seems you don't even have those anymore.”
Jiang Ye watched as Murong Peng's name tag flashed between white and red repeatedly, before turning completely solid red.
Jiang Ye raised an eyebrow and muttered in his mind, “Is my verbal lashing really that powerful?”
Bai Zhirou: “You're literally angering him to death...”
“Pfft... Hahaha! Tear his balls!”
The surrounding Sword Peak disciples couldn't hold it in again, collapsing into fits of laughter all over the ground.
Meanwhile, Murong Peng, twitching on the ground while clutching his crotch, pointed his trembling right hand at Jiang Ye. “You... you, you...”
After stammering “you” for a long time, he felt a sweet sensation in his throat. With a splat, he coughed up a massive mouthful of fresh blood, rolled his eyes back, and fainted on the spot from sheer rage.
“Quick, feed him a Rejuvenation Pill!” Several Beast-Taming Peak disciples hurriedly squatted down, frantically lifting the unconscious Murong Peng to the back.
Astride the thunder tiger, Gao Jinli's face was so dark it looked like it could drip water.
As the top genius of the Beast-Taming Peak's younger generation, he had actually been insulted by a newly joined outer disciple.
Staring down at Jiang Ye from above, he sneered:
“It seems Junior Sister Bai is very brave, not putting our Beast-Taming Peak in your eyes at all.”
Jiang Ye grinned. “Screw you! Did I give you face, or did you just take it?”
Opening his mouth, he let loose a stream of colorful language.
Pointing his finger, he started with the guy's mother.
“I think your skin is itching for a beating, you motherless bastard!”
“You brain-dead idiot with an underdeveloped cerebrum and a non-existent cerebellum, if you want to fight, then fight! If not, take your little kitty tiger and get the hell out of here!”
Gao Jinli's face turned dark, and he laughed out of sheer anger. “Good, good, good! Arrogant enough! Today, this young master wants to see if your strength is as tough as your mouth!”
With that, Gao Jinli patted the thunder tiger and gracefully flipped onto the central arena stage.
Below the stage, even Chu Qianfeng, who had witnessed Jiang Ye's strength, couldn't sit still. He hurriedly stepped forward and advised in a low voice:
“Junior Sister Bai, don't fall for this despicable scoundrel's provocation! His Bolt-Striking Tiger is a genuine mid stage Tier Two beast. Its hide is as thick as profound iron, and its attack power is even thirty percent stronger than an ordinary mid stage Foundation Establishment cultivator. It's extremely difficult to deal with!”
Jiang Ye waved his hand indifferently. In the storyline of the Hundred Thousand Mountains later on, this kind of little kitty tiger was just a common mob on the roadside that could be kicked to death in one blow.
In his words: it had neither stats nor mechanics.
Whoosh!
Jiang Ye nimbly flipped onto the stage and smiled:
“By the way, if I accidentally kick your little kitty tiger to death, you won't go crying back to your mother, will you?”
Sitting astride the thunder tiger, Gao Jinli's face was so dark it could drip water. “With just you?”
Clang!
With a flick of Jiang Ye's wrist, a low-grade Magic Tool sword appeared in his hand.
He curled his finger at Gao Jinli.
Gao Jinli's expression turned fierce. “Bolt-Striking Tiger, attack!!”
“Roar!!”
Accompanied by a deafening tiger roar, the thunder tiger burst with thunderous light, its massive body turning into a blue afterimage.
Gao Jinli also sneered, drawing a longsword as he and his thunder tiger attacked from the left and right. Clearly, he intended to go all out from the very start.
Jiang Ye had already equipped every single magic treasure the True Disciples had forced upon him, not leaving a single one behind.
Now, facing the pincer attack of the man and the beast, Jiang Ye calmly retrieved the high-grade Tier Two Explosive Flame Blazing Fire Talisman gifted by Gu Changqing from his spatial ring and slapped it onto the blade of his longsword.
Boom!
The scorching blazing fire instantly crawled all over the blade like a striking fire serpent. Right after, the Earth-grade lightning-attribute true qi within his body coalesced, purple arcs of lightning crackling wildly amidst the flames.
“Thunderfire Sword!!”
Jiang Ye shouted in excitement.
Looking at the longsword covered in maximum visual effects, he nodded with satisfaction. This appearance was worth it even without a damage bonus, because it was just so cool!
The thunder tiger's giant claws, capable of shattering boulders, whistled through the air and almost reached Jiang Ye's face.
Only then did he unhurriedly raise his longsword to parry.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The crisp sounds of metal clashing once again echoed throughout the square.
In the eyes of a veteran player like Jiang Ye, the attack patterns of such low-tier demon beasts were always the same three moves—pounce, bite, and tail-swipe.
The skill rotation was as simple as one plus one equals two, and Jiang Ye handled it with ease.
On the contrary, under Bai Zhirou's Sword Heart, which possessed a 100% damage bonus, every slash of his Thunderfire Sword carved several charred, bloody gashes into the thunder tiger's thick hide.
“Roar!!”
The thunder tiger roared madly in pain, its offensive completely falling into disarray.
“Damn it, this bitch isn't right!”
With his battle pet taking a hit, Gao Jinli's gaze turned completely sinister.
The Void-Breaking Warboots on his feet erupted with thunderous light, multiplying his speed several times over as his longsword thrust toward Jiang Ye's chest!
This strike was timed with extreme malice, perfectly catching the moment Jiang Ye swung his sword to block the thunder tiger's claw swipe.
Seeing that the longsword was less than an inch from Jiang Ye's chest, many Sword Peak disciples below the stage cried out in shock, “Junior Sister Bai, watch out!!”
However...
Before the sinister grin on Gao Jinli's face could fully spread...
Bai Zhirou's (Jiang Ye's) body suddenly shifted half a step to the left in a smooth, sliding motion.
The moment the Perfect Dodge triggered, the world seemed to fall into slow motion.
Under the stunned gazes of over a hundred people present...
The young girl in white once again turned her back to the enemy. Reaching out her right hand, she smoothly flipped her slightly loose black hair, revealing a profile that was thirty percent mocking, thirty percent nonchalant, and forty percent arrogant.
The domineering thunder tiger and Gao Jinli beside her, along with everyone below the stage, all became his background props.
Jiang Ye's Perfect Dodge had made its appearance once again!
The air froze in this instant.
“How... how the fuck is this possible?!”
Gao Jinli froze entirely in place.
He stared at the longsword in his hand in disbelief, feeling as if his strike just now had pierced through a mere illusion.
The disciples below the stage were dumbfounded. While their toes curled in tension, they found it even more unbelievable that Junior Sister Bai, when surrounded by a mid stage Foundation Establishment and a great perfection Qi Condensation opponent, actually... actually had the leisure to flip her hair and act cool on the battlefield?!
Just how confident was she?!
The disciples who had returned from Luopo Village, however, seemed to see the signal flare of victory, shouting excitedly in the crowd:
“It's in the bag! Junior Sister Bai started flipping her hair again! The background music is playing! We can get ready for his funeral feast!!”
...
High up in the ancient trees in the distance.
The True Disciples, who had been leisurely watching the show, widened their eyes in unison, staring in shock at Bai Zhirou's logic-defying side-step dodge.
Not only because of Bai Zhirou's arrogant, cool-acting movement, but also because... in that instant, even they hadn't been able to see it clearly!
“What grade is Junior Sister Bai's movement technique...? How could she move in such a bizarre manner?”
“And Junior Sister Bai's true qi grade shouldn't be low either. A casual strike can break through the defense of that Tier Two thunder tiger.”
Gu Changqing looked shocked and subconsciously wanted to ask his Eldest Senior Brother beside him, who had the highest cultivation.
However, when he turned his head to look at Ye Jinghong, he was dumbfounded once again.
The usually heroic and grand Eldest Senior Brother was currently clenching his fists tightly, his entire body trembling wildly on the treetop due to extreme excitement and agitation.
From beneath the black ribbon tied over Ye Jinghong's eyes, two beams of near-substance light practically burst forth. He had already begun making meowing sounds in his excitement:
“Wonderful... truly wonderful!!”
“Simply magnificent!!”
“This move... isn't this the supreme divine technique I have searched for bitterly for years, the one that perfectly matches my temperament?! This agile yet bizarre positioning, this perfect expression of thirty percent mockery, thirty percent nonchalance, and forty percent arrogance, and finally that gentle stroke of the hair—it is simply a stroke of genius!!”
“Wonderful, wonderful... simply too wonderful.”
Gu Qingxue: “...”
Gu Changqing: “...”
Qi Linger: “...”
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