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The Tranquil Heart Saint steadied himself, and glared at Ling Han as he said, "Stop fooling around. Get back."
What a joke. He wasn't dead yet, so how could his disciple stand in front of him?
However, a smile blossomed on Ling Han's face, and he said, "Milord, that's just a nameless nobody that popped out from nowhere. How about I take a blow from him?"
A nameless nobody!
Everyone couldn't help but feel their blood boil upon hearing this. 'Aren't you very arrogant? We're even more arrogant!'
"Senior Brother Ling, good job!"
"Senior Brother Ling, I love you!"
The new disciples screamed. They were young, and there was hot blood coursing through their veins. However, many senior disciples were also influenced, and they joined in. Even if they were all killed by Hu Yingmu in a single move, they definitely couldn't weaken their morale.
They could lose, but they couldn't fall.
Hu Yingmu's eyes turned cold. A mere ant actually dared to look down on him? He waved his hand, and said, "Come, I guarantee that I'll smash you into pieces with a single palm strike. Every piece will be the same size."
Ling Han waved his hand, and said, "Don't just boast. You're going to be slapped in the face later."
"Haha!" Hu Yingmu laughed loudly. This young man was really arrogant. Tsk, tsk. He was only a little over 100 years old, yet he had already reached the peak stage of the low extreme of the Eternal River Tier. This talent was really a little frightening. Even the prodigies of their Forbidden Lands were only at this level. It seemed like they were even slightly inferior.
Killing such a prodigy with his own hands should give him a great sense of accomplishment.
"Brat, your son doesn't have an asshole. Hurry up and come up. If you can force him back a step, Grandpa Dog will admire you!" A very loud voice rang out from the crowd.
Needless to say, it was definitely the large black dog. How could he be absent from such a commotion?
Hu Yingmu's expression instantly changed. In the first half of his life, he had only focused on cultivation, and had never considered the matter of having descendants. After becoming a Saint, though he had married over 100 women, it was very difficult for Saints to have descendants.
This Grandpa Dog actually cursed him to have a son without an asshole? This really hit his sore spot.
"Who's barking?" He swept his gaze over, his expression incredibly sinister.
"It's your Grandpa Dog. If you have the guts, come and bite me!" The large black dog's voice was ethereal. It was here one moment, and there the next. Even a Saint was unable to pinpoint its location.
Hu Yingmu unleashed his divine sense, and it surged out like a tidal wave. He wanted to find the large black dog.
"Hey, are you going to fight or not? In any case, you're a Saint. Why are you so talkative and dilly-dallying?" Ling Han said impatiently.
Everyone burst into laughter when they heard that.
This human and dog teased Hu Yingmu quite a bit, allowing them to sweep away the gloominess of the Nine Saints' defeat.
Hu Yingmu fixed his gaze on Ling Han. Although he really wanted to kill the large black dog, he was unable to find him in such a short amount of time. In that case, killing Ling Han first would be the same. This was a super prodigy, and killing him would give him a great sense of accomplishment.
Moreover, dared to mock him, did they not deserve to die?
"Wait!" The Tranquil Heart Saint interjected. There was no way he would let his disciple fight for him.
Xiu, another golden path spread out, and the Star Sand Saint appeared. He could no longer sit still, and with a wave of his sleeve, he glared at Ling Han, and said, "Go back!" Although this brat's talent was inferior to Gu Daoyi's, his battle prowess was stronger in a battle of equals. This made him feel very good, and he could not bear to send him to his death.
The Star Sand Saint turned around again, and rebuked Hu Yingmu, "You can scram!"
However, Hu Yingmu did not cower. "Hand over the person and the treasure, and I will naturally leave! Otherwise, if any of you can withstand a single strike from me, not only will I leave, but I will also apologize and admit that I underestimated you ants and trash!"
He was so arrogant even in front of a Great Saint?
The Star Sand Saint's expression was as dark as still water, and killing intent surged in his heart. Even if he provoked a Saint King, he would still kill this person.
"Milord, let me do it. There is no need for you to be angry against such a small fry." Ling Han stepped out again, and was brimming with confidence. "Trust me!"
An Eternal River Tier actually said the words' trust me 'in front of a Great Saint; what kind of boldness was that?
The Star Sand Saint couldn't help but be stunned by Ling Han's aura, and for the first time, he began to doubt whether he had made a mistake.
Talent was indeed important, but did Gu Daoyi have the domineering aura that Ling Han had?
This kind of domineering aura, this kind of confidence, this kind of elegance, even he was moved.
Incredible, this brat would definitely become something!
The Star Sand Saint couldn't help but secretly decide that he would definitely protect Ling Han. Even if he had to kill Hu Yingmu and provoke a Saint King, he would still have to act recklessly. At worst, he would just have to move the entire academy. With how vast the Immortal Realm was, where couldn't he live?
Ling Han took a few steps forward, stood in front of Hu Yingmu, and said, "You only have to withstand one strike!"
Hu Yingmu was not in a hurry, and calmly said, "One strike."
Ling Han smiled, and said, "How about three strikes? I'm afraid that if one strike fails, you will fly into a rage out of humiliation and find an excuse to deny it."
Pu!
Many people instantly spluttered. That was a Saint! When a Saint faced an Eternal River Tier, one strike or 10,000 strikes would be the same. They would both die in a single strike.
Ridicule, Ling Han was ridiculing Hu Yingmu.
Good, good ridicule!
This Hu Yingmu was really too arrogant. He deserved to be ridiculed!
The large black dog stood like a human, and couldn't help but rub his chin. 'This brat is becoming more and more like Grandpa Dog's elegance. Could it be that Grandpa Dog had accidentally left behind a seed in the past?' Thankfully, these words were not heard by Ling Han. Otherwise, Ling Han would definitely chase after him and beat him to death.
Hu Yingmu's eyes widened in fury, and he almost spat fire.
This person's mouth was too sharp, and he couldn't be allowed to speak anymore. Otherwise, even a Saint might be angered to death!
'Die, ant!'
He directly moved, and delivered a palm strike at Ling Han. He did not use any secret technique, nor did he activate his treasured robe. It was just an ordinary palm strike. But when a Saint moved, any casual strike would be like the collapse of the sky. Who could block it below Saints?
Boom, the palm strike passed.
The Star Sand Saint, the Tranquil Heart Saint, and the other Saints were already prepared to move. They naturally would not watch as a disciple of their academy was killed, but in the instant that they were about to move, they all exclaimed in surprise, their expressions indescribably strange.
The students also thought that the 10 Saints would move, but Hu Yingmu's palm strike had already descended, yet the 10 Saints did not move in the slightest. It was as if they were stone statues.
Why did they not care?
Why did they just watch Ling Han die?
How could this be?
The strike of a Saint was naturally incredibly terrifying, and it sent a cloud of dust into the air. However, it was rapidly dissipating.
Pu!
When everyone saw a figure appear from the dust, they collectively spluttered. Then, they all stuck out their tongues. Some people's eyes were bulging out as if they had been petrified.
That was Ling Han. He was completely unscathed, and there was not even the slightest bit of injury on him.
An Eternal River Tier cultivator, and one in the low extreme at that, had actually received a strike from a Saint — even if it was only a casual strike. T-t-t-this was definitely the most absurd thing in the world.
There was no justice in the world. The heavens must have made a mistake.
F * ck me!
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