Chapter 1313: Disgrace (1/2)
“Are you the so-called Vientiane World’s Fortune Gate number one genius, Huang Xiaolong?” Jiang Feng looked loftily, and a cold sneer rose at the corner of his mouth as he went on, “I have also heard that you have never been defeated. Even an early Tenth Order Ancient God Realm master is not your opponent, is that correct?”
As Jiang Feng went on, his voice became elongated, “But, honestly, I have reservations, and wonder if your True Dragon Physique is really that strong?!”
His words were naked satire.
Reservations? That’s equivalent to saying that Huang Xiaolong’s reputation precedes him.
Moreover, Jiang Feng had deliberately named Huang Xiaolong as the Vientiane World’s number one genius, this had inevitably roused other Vientiane World’s geniuses’ dissatisfaction towards Huang Xiaolong.
The Vientiane World had both the human race forces as well as the sea tribe.
As expected, even before Jiang Feng had finished speaking, the top ten sea tribe’s disciples and other forces’ disciples were glaring daggers at Huang Xiaolong.
Huang Xiaolong remained calm as he looked at Jiang Feng with indifference. It was as if he was watching a clown performing a solo act on the stage.
Seeing Huang Xiaolong’s indifference, anger rose to Jiang Feng’s head. On an impulse, Jiang Feng pointed the tip of his sword at Huang Xiaolong and challenged, “Huang Xiaolong, a few days back you heavily injured my Junior Brother Wang Yu. Today, on this stage, I challenge you to a battle!”
“Challenge you to a battle!”
Jiang Feng deliberately emphasized the latter part of his sentence.
Everyone’s attention fell on Huang Xiaolong.
Feng Yingying was loftily watching Huang Xiaolong with a great interest from her throne, waiting to see what he would do.
Just as Huang Xiaolong was about to walk towards the battle stage, Jiang Feng’s voice rang again as he couldn’t wait to insult Huang Xiaolong, “Huang Xiaolong, you don’t even dare to come up to the battle stage. Are you wimp with false fame? In that case, roll back to your Vientiane World’s Fortune Gate and cultivate for a few hundred years, and drink more milk before coming out to disgrace yourself.”
Most of the sects’ disciples on the square burst into laughter. Those laughing the loudest were naturally the disciples of Black Region World’s Fortune Gate.
“Snot-nosed brat, roll back to drink your mommy’s milk, don’t come here and disgrace yourself!”
“A brat who still drinks milk, came out to make a fool of himself!”
Some of the ill-willed Golden Phoenix Pavilion’s disciples also threw out insults.
Huang Xiaolong had only entered the Vientiane World’s Fortune Gate for a decade or so. Therefore, compared to the other disciples who had cultivated for several hundred to thousands of years, Huang Xiaolong was really a ‘snot-nosed kid.’
Listening to the harsh clamors from the Golden Phoenix Pavilion and Black Region World’s Fortune Gate’s disciples, Blood Knife Ancestor coldly said two words, “Waste him.”
Huang Xiaolong respectfully acknowledged Blood Knife Ancestor’s order. He looked coldly at Jiang Feng on the stage, and in the next second, he disappeared in a flicker to appear on the battle stage.
Jiang Feng sneered seeing Huang Xiaolong on the stage, “You actually have the guts to come up. That’s good, now I can cripple you to avenge my Junior Brother Wang Yu!”
”You probably don't know, so, let me tell you, I have only used half of my strength until now. I will show you how strong I really am!”
Jiang Feng’s momentum soared as he said this, shocking the four corners of the square.
The pressure from his body was two times stronger than before.
Seeing this, disciples of Black Region World's Fortune Gate clamored even more excitedly, ”Senior Brother Jiang, cripple him!”
”Cripple him, make him roll back to his mother's side to drink milk!”
Huang Xiaolong was standing opposite to Jiang Feng, and he suddenly vanished. When he appeared again, everyone saw Huang Xiaolong clutch Jiang Feng’s neck with his left hand. At this time Jiang Feng was still proudly releasing his momentum.
The Black Region World's Fortune Gate’s disciples' voices choked in their throats.