“You are bullying too much!”
Kong Ming’s face turned ashen, his body trembling slightly. Fury had nearly driven him to lose reason.
“Bullying too much? So what if I bully a wretch like you? You do not even know your own worth, yet dare to stick your neck out for others. Without the Peacock Clan, you are utterly worthless!
Scram!”
Ling Xiao had no interest in killing Kong Ming, as it held no meaning. This fellow bore him no grudge, so sparing him was fine.
But if the idiot lacked sense and insisted on aiding Ji Mingxing, he would show no mercy. The sword in his hand had no eyes.
Kong Ming, of course, would not leave.
Though he feared Ling Xiao greatly, departing now would mean he could never hold his head high in the clan again.
For warriors today, face mattered more than life.
“Not leaving, eh? What about you lot? Just now, you were all clamouring for Ji Mingxing to kill me. Why silent now?”
Ling Xiao swept his gaze over the so-called young talents in the VIP seats, revealing a disdainful cold smile.
These people were all older than him, yet their cultivation and strength fell short. Still daring to speak for Ji Mingxing, truly courting death.
In the VIP seats, the group of young talents looked grim. They resented Ling Xiao’s contempt, yet none dared to be the first to challenge.
Ling Xiao’s earlier strike had proven his power.
Without even acting, he had crippled a warrior at the Eight Desolate Heavens realm. Among them, most hovered around that level.
Many were even weaker than the one just crippled.
Who dared touch this misfortune?
Compared to face.
Life was clearly more precious.
Ling Xiao dared kill Zhengqi Alliance’s Jia Yun and Jia Lin, dared eradicate Sikong Zun, and did so right before Emperor Feng Ming Wuliang.
Killing them, with their scant backing, would be effortless.
What they thought now was not challenging Ling Xiao one-on-one, but using numbers to eliminate him.
With someone like Ling Xiao, what morality was there?
“Ling Xiao, forgive when possible. Do not push too far!”
Jia Tianfeng spoke up too.
After all, both Kong Ming and Peng Yue had spoken. If he stayed silent, he would seem too cowardly.
“Push too far? When Ji Mingxing crippled Ji Mingkong and tried to kill him, did any of you call him pushing too far? Spouting this nonsense to me now, fart!”
Ling Xiao glanced coldly at Jia Tianfeng. “Enough rubbish. If dissatisfied, come up and stop me. I hope you surpass Jia Yun, or the Jia family will adopt another dry son.”
Jia Tianfeng said calmly, “Ling Xiao, you are indeed powerful, perhaps even stronger than the lower-ranked among the Ten Huangzi. But one truly cannot be too arrogant. You are provoking not just me, not just Mingxing Huangzi, but hundreds of us young talents from Divine Phoenix Academy. Can you bear the consequences?”
“So much drivel, merely excusing your numbers against me. No need for excuses. If you want to come, come together.”
Ling Xiao stated indifferently.
These words darkened Jia Tianfeng’s expression.
This Ling Xiao was truly too arrogant. He refused to believe hundreds could not overcome one Ling Xiao.
Unless Ling Xiao was at Cave Heaven realm, facing such encirclement, death was certain!
Yet Ling Xiao was no reckless fool. Daring to say this, did he have some reliance?
For a moment, all fell silent.
These people hated Ling Xiao to the bone, yet dared not act.
Present were Great Peng Clan members, Zhengqi Alliance, Peacock Clan, even scions of high officials and nobles.
And the esteemed Emperor Feng Ming Wuliang.
The Heavenly Dragon Continent elder, Great Sun Realm Lord.
Any one here was someone others dared not provoke.
Yet now, they faced Ling Xiao.
This madman who regarded even Emperor Feng Ming Wuliang as nothing!
Not only was his own strength immense, unmatched among the young generation.
Most terrifying, he was close allies with Crown Prince Feng Yinshan.
Behind him stood the heavenly beauty, the peerless powerhouse Moon Maiden.
They did not lack desire to move against Ling Xiao, but courage.
“Ling Xiao, I refuse to believe you dare kill me before His Majesty and my master!”
Ji Mingxing finally spoke.
He knew he must say something.
Yet these words earned only Ling Xiao’s contemptuous smile.
“You bear the Holy Emperor bloodline, yet when the Holy Dynasty was trampled by the True Demon Empire’s iron hooves, where were you? Where was your master?”
Ling Xiao said disdainfully, “You and that old cur your master are birds of a feather, alike in kind. Nationless, selfless to the extreme! Ruthless for your ends!
A scum like you dares harm my friend. If I do not kill you, how can I face their support!
You say I dare not kill you before them?
Anyone who knows me even slightly would never utter such stupidity!
Ask Feng Ming Wuliang how Sikong Zun died!”
The terrifying killing intent released from Ling Xiao’s pupils forced Ji Mingxing back two steps.
He was truly afraid.
This Ling Xiao was a complete madman!
In this world, nothing seemed to daunt him!
The rumours were no falsehood, but stark truth. This Ling Xiao gave face to no one.
Whom he wished to kill would die, sooner or later.
Ji Mingxing now regretted immensely. He had once believed he could steadily suppress Ling Xiao. Even if Ling Xiao appeared, he feared nothing. Thus, he dared strike fatally at Ji Mingkong.
Had Feng Qingyan not intervened, Ji Mingkong would already be a corpse.
Today, with Ling Xiao’s appearance, he suddenly realised how insignificant he was.
He was the Great Sun Realm Lord’s disciple, Feng Ming Wuliang’s adopted son, future son-in-law to Feng Mingxiao.
Mingxing Huangzi, disciple of Divine Phoenix Academy!
Yet Ling Xiao truly dared kill him.
And no one intervened.
Despairingly, he looked to his master.
Here, perhaps only his master could save him.
Over these years, whenever he erred, his master wiped his backside.
When he defiled another sect’s female disciple and was hunted worldwide, his master annihilated that sect.
When he stole another’s treasure and was pursued worldwide, his master slew the pursuers.
When heartbroken, he massacred tens of thousands in a city. Still, his master concealed it and framed the Sea Clan.
Now, having provoked Ling Xiao, surely his master would step forth.
His master was the Great Sun Realm Lord. He could surely kill Ling Xiao. No matter Ling Xiao’s backers, none matched his master.
“Master, save me!”
This cry shattered the onlookers’ illusions utterly.
People thoroughly despised Ji Mingxing.
