Crown Prince Manor's courtyard.
Tyger Li and the Seven Wolfskins stood on one end while Shi Xiaobai stood on the other end. Mu Lengxi leaned against the wall behind Shi Xiaobai, allowing the unconscious Mu Zhaorong to lean against her.
The moonlight was like water and the night breeze was slightly cold. The flowers in the courtyard swayed gently in a leisurely and elegant manner, but it would soon turn into a messy battlefield.
The Seven Wolfskins were already stirred. They yearned to charge forward and break Shi Xiaobai's limbs and genitals so as to torture and humiliate him.
However, Tyger Li, who was supposed to be the most infuriated, appeared especially patient. He did not let the Seven Wolfskins charge forward immediately. Instead, he waited for Shi Xiaobai to settle down the Mu duo, as though he did not mind giving Shi Xiaobai some time to prepare.
This made the Seven Wolfskins feel impressed and awed. They also deeply understood why they were mere soldiers while the man in front of them was the emperor of the political world. If they were in his shoes, how could they be so calm when there was a lush green prairie above their heads and they couldn't feel at ease for even a moment until the adulterer was killed?
However, the Li family's emperor appeared to be prepared to 'forgive her'. This made the Seven Wolfskins extremely impressed.
But in fact, Tyger Li was only considering how to torture Shi Xiaobai to vent his anger. He was racking his brains for this reason. This was the first time he realized how lacking his' means of torture 'was.
Instead, it was Shi Xiaobai who took a step forward. He hooked his finger at the Seven Wolfskins and said with contempt, "Are you going to come one by one or all seven together?"
Shi Xiaobai did not care if the seven Psionic Might Realm soldiers shamelessly fought him one after another or shamelessly ganged up on him. His mind was clear and his fighting spirit was ignited. He was already prepared.
He had experienced many life-and-death battles. This was not the first, nor would it be the last. It was just one of the countless life-and-death battles he had experienced.
The Seven Wolfskins sensed Shi Xiaobai's contempt and were immediately incensed. However, they were not the ones making the decision. They could only cast their gazes at Tyger Li.
Tyger Li pondered for a moment and suddenly had an idea. He turned to the Seven Wolfskins and said, "Who's the weakest among the seven of you?"
When the seven soldiers heard this, other than the youngest soldier shrinking his neck slightly, the other six cast their gazes at him.
The youngest soldier could only bite the bullet and step forward. He said loudly, "Your Excellency, I'm Eventide Seventh Wolf. I'm the youngest and weakest member of the Seven Wolfskins."
Tyrant Li squinted at the soldier and asked again, "How old are you this year? What realm? "
Eventide Seventh Wolf straightened his chest and said loudly, "I'm twenty-two this year. I'm at the fifth level of the Psionic Might Realm."
Tyrant Li nodded and suddenly turned to look at Shi Xiaobai. He said with a sneer, "Shi Xiaobai, what do you think of the cultivation speed of a twenty-two-year-old at the fifth level of the Psionic Might Realm?"
Shi Xiaobai was dumbfounded. He knew everything about astronomy and geography, but he did not know such general knowledge!
Shi Xiaobai turned to seek help from Mu Lengxi.
Mu Lengxi immediately wrote on the writing board, "Your speed is alright, but you're far from being a genius. If it was Brother Xiao Bai, he would have definitely reached the Psionic Domain realm by the age of 22. He might even have reached the Psionic King realm! "
Mu Lengxi was openly sucking up to Shi Xiaobai but what she said was an objective fact.
Typically, Psionites would stay at the Psionic Mortal Realm until they were thirteen or fourteen years old. After accumulating sufficient foundation in the Psionic Mortal Realm, they would head to the Psionic Soul Sanctuary to vie for Psionic Souls to break through to the Psionic Soul Realm. And this period of the Psionic Mortal Realm was crucial for 'accumulating strength'. There was also a huge difference.
After breaking through to the Psionic Soul Realm, some people would cultivate extremely fast and make repeated breakthroughs, while others would be stuck at the Psionic Soul Realm or find it difficult to make any progress after breaking through to the Psionic Might Realm. This was the difference in talent. It was also the greatest difference between geniuses and mortals.
Eventide Seventh Wolf had cultivated to the fifth level of the Psionic Might Realm at the age of twenty-two. He had spent eight to nine years to go from the Psionic Soul Realm to the middle stages of the Psionic Might Realm. It was considered slightly better than the average, but it was far from being considered a genius.
One had to know that most Psionic Imperial experts would break through to the Psionic Domain Realm before the age of twenty. Although going from the Psionic Domain Realm to the Psionic Imperial Realm was the true difficulty, with some Psionic Kings spending ten years while others needed twenty to thirty years, there was one thing that was certain. If one could not break through to the Psionic Domain Realm before the age of twenty, it was nearly impossible for one to become a Psionic Imperial Realm.
Eventide Seventh Wolf was still at the Psionic Might Realm at the age of twenty-two. The chances of him becoming a Psionic Imperial Realm in the future was nearly zero.
As for Shi Xiaobai, he had set the highest record at the Psionic Mortal Realm in the Nine Revolutions Transcendental Tower. His talent and 'accumulating strength' could be said to be unprecedented. This meant that after he broke through to the Psionic Soul Realm, his cultivation speed would be unimaginable. It was almost certain that he could break through to the Psionic Domain Realm before the age of twenty and the Psionic Imperial Realm before the age of thirty. The upper limit of his potential was unfathomable.
This was also the biggest reason why a Psionic Mortal Realm trial could cause a stir in China. It was because the strength of the Psionic Mortal Realm was of great significance. It was closely related to a Psionite's talent and potential.
Shi Xiaobai did not understand this, but he believed in Mu Lengxi's judgment. Hence, he turned his head and said with a sneer, "You have the nerve to ask This King about this cultivation speed that's comparable to a snail's crawl?"
Shi Xiaobai did not mind humiliating the lackey soldier that acted as an accomplice.
Eventide Seventh Wolf was immediately infuriated as he flew into a rage out of humiliation.
However, Tyger Li nodded his head and added insult to injury, "It's indeed the speed of a snail. To be at the fifth level of the Psionic Might Realm at the age of twenty-two, it's impossible for him to become a Psionic Imperial Realm his entire life. Such a mediocre person is destined to be a mediocre lackey. In a few more years, he will be surpassed by a true genius like you. Then, he will be left in the dust. Finally, he won't even be worthy of carrying your shoes. "
Eventide Seventh Wolf's face immediately flushed red from the mockery. Even his eyes turned red. However, he could not retort, much less dare to retort his master, Tyger Li.
Shi Xiaobai did not echo the mockery. Instead, his gaze turned slightly cold. He had already guessed what Tyger Li was about to say.
Indeed, Tyger Li's expression suddenly changed. His expression suddenly turned ferocious as he said with a sneer, "But today, you will die under his hands!"
Tyger Li pointed at Eventide Seventh Wolf and laughed maniacally. "Shi Xiaobai, you will die under the hands of this trash! In another ten years, no, in another five years, this trash will not even have the right to look up to you. But it's such a trash that will willfully humiliate you today and easily kill you! To you who is blinded by your brilliance, this trash is just a pile of shit in a latrine pit. But soon, this pile of shit will drown you. You will be suffocated to death by the stench of reality with pain and regret. You will look up at the boundless night sky and be trampled into the mud by an ant. You will be trampled into hell, never to reincarnate! "
Tyger Li laughed ferociously as though he had gone mad. This was the only way he could vent his anger. He wanted Shi Xiaobai to have a taste of the humiliation of a tiger being humiliated by a rabbit!
Eventide Seventh Wolf, who had been compared to a pile of shit, had an ugly expression. However, he did not dare retort Tyger Li's words. All he could do was force a smile and echo, "This lowly one will definitely not let you down."
Shi Xiaobai looked at Tyger Li and Eventide Seventh Wolf as though he was looking at a retard. He shook his head helplessly and said, "You have overestimated this pile of shit's strength. You have also underestimated This King's strength. Be it the future or present, he is trash that is not worth mentioning to This King. Don't waste time. Let the seven piles of shit attack together. "
The Seven Wolfskins roared angrily in unison. Their expressions were extremely ugly.
Tyger Li's expression was cold as he coldly glanced at Shi Xiaobai. He turned his head and said to Eventide Seventh Wolf, "Do not kill him directly. Slowly torture him until I'm satisfied. Also, remember, either he dies or you dies! "
Eventide Seventh Wolf's heart palpitated. Humiliation, anger, jealousy, fear — all the negative emotions surged into his heart. It gave rise to a frenzied killing intent.
"Attack!"
Tyger Li waved his hand coldly.
"Yes!"
Eventide Seventh Wolf roared. His eyes were red and his expression was ferocious. Like a crazed wolf, he charged at Shi Xiaobai!
Shi Xiaobai did not face him head-on. Instead, he slowly walked forward and slowly raised his palms. A surging psionic inner force surged out of his dantian and coursed through his meridians.
A dragon's roar suddenly emitted from his body. It sounded like a morning bell or evening drum as it reverberated.
In a split second, Eventide Seventh Wolf had already arrived in front of him. With an angry roar, he punched out violently. His fist stirred up a strong wind as it smashed at Shi Xiaobai.
"Have a taste of This King's Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms!"
Shi Xiaobai faced Eventide Seventh Wolf's fist and struck out with his palm!
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