The grand hall was silenced.
Though Fairy Wu and them appeared calm on the surface, their hearts were in turmoil.
To defeat Zhao Qing in one move was something they could do. However, if it was as easy as Ling Xian did and he merely used a wine cup to knock it out, then it would be a little difficult.
Therefore, everyone was very surprised. They didn't think Ling Xian's control over his strength had reached such a terrifying level.
It was a jade cup!
Such a fragile object had destroyed the strongest descendant of the Zhao Clan's attack. Just how powerful was this?!
"What a powerful physique, what a powerful strength. It is no wonder he could get through the Heavenly Palace."
The young master's eyes were heated. He wanted so badly to fight against Ling Xian right now.
"No wonder the vice headmaster thinks so highly of him." Fairy Wu's expression froze. She now understood just how terrifying Ling Xian's physique was.
Wang Jun and others reacted the same way.
This was especially true for Zhao Qing, who was sent flying. His eyes were filled with shock and fear.
He knew very well that he had used all his strength just now. Despite so, Ling Xian casually smashed his jade cup into pieces. Why wouldn't he be fearful?
At the same time, he finally realized a reality. A reality that made him shudder just by thinking about it.
He, the strongest descendant of the Zhao Clan, was no opponent of Ling Xian's. He didn't even have the right to be Ling Xian's opponent!
Zhao Qing's face paled at the thought, and his body began to tremble. There was fear, humiliation, and anger in his eyes. But most of all, there was bitterness.
This sort of bitterness was something he'd never felt since he'd started cultivating in the world, and it was equivalent to a calamity that completely shattered his confidence and arrogance!
"Now, you aren't going to shout that you are going to throw me into hell, are you?"
Ling Xian glared at him. The white jade cup returned to his hand. Not a single drop of wine was spilled.
His physique was now at the peak of the original level. His control over his strength was naturally terrifying. Defeating Zhao Qing was as easy as flipping his palm.
Of course, to be able to defeat the strongest descendant of the Zhao Clan with a jade cup was the result of him using all his strength. He wanted to use this to shock everyone.
He had seen it a long time ago. Everyone here wanted to test out their capabilities and see if they matched up to the rumors. Wang Jun, in particular, had a faint sense of hostility.
Therefore, he revealed his prowess to shock everyone here.
Seeing that Ling Xian didn't spill a single drop of wine, Fairy Wu and them were once again shocked.
Using a jade cup to shatter an original leveled Heaven's Favorite's attack, this meant that the cup was extremely powerful. When the two forces collided, how could the wine in the cup not spill?
However, not a single drop of wine was spilled.
This meant Ling Xian's control over his Qi has reached a very high level.
This level was something even Fairy Wu could not achieve. Naturally, this surprised everyone and made Zhao Qing even more bitter.
As the strongest descendant of the Zhao Clan and a Heaven's Favorite of the advanced stage of the original level, he was extremely powerful. Yet before his eyes, he was defeated by Ling Xian with a jade cup. He didn't even spill half a drop of wine. This represented an absolute domination!
How could this not make him feel bitter?
"Cough cough, I've lost. The rumors are true."
Zhao Qing puked out two mouthfuls of blood. His expression was weak and he looked like he aged a few decades. He was full of bitterness and defeat.
"Then, let me send you on your way."
Ling Xian spoke softly. Coldness flashed across his eyes. He had warned the young man, but his brother, Zhao Qing, was here to cause trouble. Naturally, Ling Xian's killer's intent was triggered.
"You want to kill me?"
Zhao Qing shuddered. But remembering the force behind him, his expression turned fearless, "I admit that you are strong and I am no opponent of yours. But the Zhao Clan is standing behind me. If you kill me, the Zhao Clan will not forgive you. "
"Are you threatening me?"
Ling Xian's expression was calm and unfazed. He glared at Zhao Qing. There was no killer's intent in his eyes, nor was there sharpness.
However, it made Zhao Qing feel like he had fallen into an ice cave. His entire body turned cold.
He could feel that Ling Xian didn't care about his threat. Or in other words, he didn't care about the Zhao Clan.
This discovery made him feel fear. Fear he's never felt before.
The reason why he was so high and mighty and looked down on everyone was only partly because of his tyrannical strength, but mostly because of the colossus that was the Zhao Clan.
In the entire East Domain, the Zhao Clan was one of the most powerful forces. They were on the same level as the Library of Fortune and the Wang Clan.
Yet before him, his capabilities were not worth mentioning before Ling Xian. His background was nothing to Ling Xian. Why wouldn't he feel fear?
Everyone present noticed this as well, and a strange look flashed across their eyes. This was the first time they've seen someone calmly face the Zhao Clan's threat.
"The Zhao Clan is powerful. But since there is hatred, what's the difference between killing or not killing?"
Ling Xian spoke softly. He and the Zhao Clan were enemies. Even if he doesn't kill Zhao Qing, the Zhao Clan will continue to send powerhouses to cause him trouble.
This was obvious from the fact that Zhao Qing came looking for him. The Zhao Clan will not let this go easily. Moreover, he could sense that this person wanted to kill him.
Therefore, why let Zhao Qing go? Why let him continue to cause trouble for him?
"You … you cannot kill me. If you kill me, then you will truly become the Zhao Clan's enemy." Zhao Qing panicked and found it hard to conceal the fear in his expression.
"The Zhao Clan truly is a troublesome existence. However, they are not enough to scare me."
Ling Xian's expression was emotionless. He even dared to kill the Supreme Headmaster of the Shang Qing Sect, why would he care about the strongest descendant of the Zhao Clan?
Plus, the two of them were already enemies. To be afraid would only make him feel bad.
Therefore, Ling Xian stood up and walked towards Zhao Qing with his head held high.
At once, Zhao Qing's expression changed and he struggled to stand up. However, he could not stand up no matter what.
Ling Xian used all his strength in that attack and crushed most of the bones in his body. In other words, he was now handicapped. How could he stand up?
Fairy Wu and everyone else's expression changed as well. Wang Jun's silhouette flashed and he blocked before Ling Xian.
"You want to stop me?"
Ling Xian raised an eyebrow, looking extremely handsome.
"You cannot kill this person."
Wang Jun spoke softly. Like a God who was sitting above the nine heavens, he was full of vigor and looked down on everyone.
"Why can't I kill him?"
Ling Xian's expression was emotionless and he didn't exude any Qi. However, he was not at a disadvantage against Wang Jun.
"Because I won't let you kill him." Wang Jun spoke in a domineering tone.
Hearing this, Ling Xian smiled brightly.
He originally didn't want to be enemies with the Wang Clan of Mount Luo Fu. But if this person doesn't know what's good for him, then he doesn't mind spending some more effort.
Therefore, his smile disappeared and he said softly, "I will only say this once. Move."
"I will also only say this once. Step back." Wang Jun's expression was cold, overbearing and overbearing.
"It looks like we cannot reach a consensus."
Sighing softly, Ling Xian's expression turned cold. Then, a statement full of killer's intent left his lips.
"If I, Ling Xian, want to kill someone, you cannot stop me."
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