Chapter 539: Fourth Place Already! (1/2)
Chapter 539: Fourth Place Already!
Huang Xiaolong ignored the group of family disciples after a cursory glance, nonchalantly feasting on roast meat and wine.
Excellent meat paired with excellent wine.
Huang Xiaolong was probably the only person extravagant enough to use a mid-First Order God Realm demonic beast’s meat for barbecue. His profligate use of resources even surpassed that of large families’ disciples.
These disciples descended on the peak where Huang Xiaolong was, approaching him.
“Half-step God Realm?” Upon closer observation, one of the disciples let out a laugh sensing Huang Xiaolong’s cultivation realm, “A mere half-step God Realm dares to build a bonfire here, alone, roasting meat? Perhaps he’s a fool?”
His words brought a bout of loud laughter from his companions.
A half-step God Realm roasting meat over a bonfire would attract numerous demonic beasts prowling in the area. This was literally a suicidal action.
Huang Xiaolong took a sip of his wine, shooting a glance at the person who spoke just now, his expression stoic, “Seeing that I’m still in a good mood, you can still make it if you scram right now.”
“Scram?!” After a moment of daze, the disciple laughed in contrary to his fury, “Punk, have you thought of the consequence of the words you just uttered?”
“What consequences?” Huang Xiaolong pulled off a piece of the tiger leg and bit a large chunk off, sending meat juices splattering to the ground.
“Courting death!” That disciple’s anger boiled over seeing that Huang Xiaolong dared not to put him in his eyes. Letting out an angry roar, he struck a punch at Huang Xiaolong.
“Heaven’s Violent Slaughtering Tempest Fist!” Fist force whistled through the wind, raising violent currents. A faint majestic power could be felt from the attack.
Huang Xiaolong slightly tilted his head up, blowing out a gust of wind from his mouth.
The uprising of a violent tempest dissipated, the powerful force from the fist dispersed, and that family disciple was howling tragically as he was sent flying back, exploding into pieces in a high arc.
Everything went deathly quiet. The rest of the family disciples froze, blanking for a moment before looking like all the blood was drained out of them.
That family disciple that blew up was a peak half-step God Realm, someone infinitely close to breaking into the God Realm. He was the strongest one amongst them, but he died from a simple blow!
When the remaining disciples regained their senses, all of them subconsciously retreated a step.
“You, who are you?!” One of family disciple stammered.
Huang Xiaolong took another sip of wine, answering nonchalantly, “Huang Xiaolong.”
“Huang Xiaolong!”
“You’re that seventh place Huang Xiaolong!”
All two hundred faces grew a shade paler if that was possible.
If this was three days ago, maybe most of them wouldn't have heard of Huang Xiaolong’s name, but now, among the eighty million disciples going through the same assessment, who didn't know of Huang Xiaolong?
“So, it’s Brother Huang.” A family disciple stepped out with some false bravado, offering an amiable smile with cautiously as he said, “It was us who have offended earlier, hope Brother Huang can be forgiving, we’ll take our leave immediately!” Despite having over two hundred people in numbers, if Huang Xiaolong wanted to kill them, it’d be like a predator toying with its prey.
Killing a peak half-step God Realm merely took a breath from his mouth, killing them all wouldn't need more than two hundred blows of breath, this was what was going through that disciple’s mind.
What this disciple didn’t know was that if Huang Xiaolong wanted to annihilate all of them, he could do it in one breath. Killing one or killing two hundred bore no difference to him.
“Roll away!” Huang Xiaolong no longer paid them any attention.
When the Saint realm experts within the group heard the phrase, it was akin to heavens’ amnesty. Everyone secretly breathed out in relief as they turned around, about to leave, when…