Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

"You lost!"

Xiao Yi stood with his sword, his face thick with mockery as he stared at Zhou Yuan, who had retreated dozens of yards away.

A whirlwind swept up, scattering the flying sand.

The web-like cracks spread far and wide, along with that horrendous ten-yard-long sword mark, made all the mighty onlookers silent as cicadas in winter, not daring to make the slightest sound.

Yue Cang was utterly dumbfounded, "Tha—That sword just now…"

To be fair,

if that sword had landed on him, he would have been dead without a doubt.

Before this…

Yue Cang still thought that he was worthy of a battle with Xiao Yi, but that sword had just driven him to despair, and he self-deprecatingly said, "I actually thought I could fight him? With Xiao Yi's strength now, even Gai Qinglong, the number one in the ten nations of Nanhuang, wouldn't be his match, right?"

Gu Junhe was also left speechless, "Genius, this is a true genius! The Xiao Family, oh the Xiao Family, you actually treated such a genius as trash and sent him to the Fang Family as a son-in-law? Was Xiao Zhengde's brain kicked by a donkey? Or was Xiao Tianjiao blind?"

Fang Qingzhu slowly regained consciousness, just in time to witness that sword.

Excitement and agitation were visible on her pale face, "Xiao Yi, he's… so strong!"

Her eyes were filled with admiration and happiness.

This was her man, after all!

For Zhou Yuan, there was nothing more shocking than that sword.

Watching the sword mark spreading under his feet, the corner of his eye twitched madly, and his eyes flickered with disbelief, "That sword… How could someone in the Golden Core Realm unleash such a powerful strike?"

Just moments before,

he was full of confidence, claiming that if Xiao Yi could force him back within three moves, he would admit defeat voluntarily.

But the result...

Xiao Yi used just one sword strike!

Not only did he force him back, but he also nearly inflicted serious injuries!

That sword was like an invisible slap that harshly struck his face, leaving him seeing stars.

The gaze of the crowd was like needles on his back.

The humiliation!

An unprecedented humiliation!

It was even harder for him to bear than almost having the Royal Martial Arts Academy single-handedly demolished by Xiao Yi.

"Zhou Yuan, you should be kneeling now!" said Xiao Yi.

"You..."

The skin on Zhou Yuan's face twitched fiercely.

He had just said that if Xiao Yi could push him out of the ring with one move, he would kneel to Xiao Yi.

But that was just a figure of speech, how could he actually kneel?

"Xiao Yi, you are too bullying!" Zhou Yuan said through gritted teeth.

"I'm too bullying? Hahaha… Zhou Yuan, don't you feel ashamed saying that? Initially, when I sincerely applied for the Royal Martial Arts Institute, it was you who distorted the truth and forced me to leave. When I left, despite you being at the Golden Elixir Peak, you attacked me, who was only in the Shentong Realm, and nearly took my life."

All of a sudden, Xiao Yi let out a long howl to the sky, his face full of mockery, "In the Tao Tribulation secret realm, it was also you who issued the kill order, wanting to put me to death. It was you who had people capture Qingzhu to threaten me. Now, the same you, the director of the Royal Martial Arts Institute, a mighty Tao Tribulation Realm master, reneged on his word… Is this what you call too bullying?"

These words had been suppressed in his heart for too long.

Today, they burst out all at once.

The loud voice spread throughout the entire Royal Martial Arts Institute...

The secrets not known to others, and today they were made public.

"What? The Royal Martial Arts Institute is too much of a bully, isn't it?"

"I used to think that Xiao Yi was too arrogant to challenge the Royal Martial Arts Institute, but who knew there was such a twist to the story?"

"If that's indeed the truth, the Royal Martial Arts Institute is really too bullying!"

At that moment,

the Royal Martial Arts Institute and Zhou Yuan became the targets of widespread scorn.

The scapegoat for everyone's arrows!

Zhou Yuan's face alternated between green and white, never expecting the situation to develop to this point, with the reputation of the Royal Martial Arts Institute becoming tarnished. Knowing that once the news spread, the Institute would truly become the target of public criticism, with this thought in mind, Zhou Yuan's cold gaze fell on Xiao Yi, "As long as he is killed, all rumors and slander will also end. Kill him, no mercy!"

Boom!

Zhou Yuan transformed into a silver streak, piercing the void like a river soaring through the sky, and in an instant, he charged toward Xiao Yi.

Even before the punch arrived,

The punch wind was already striking the face.

The howling wind stirred Xiao Yi's clothing, whistling like a blade scraping his face, bringing bouts of intense pain.

Xiao Yi's face was expressionless, sword in hand, "Break Fist Style!"

Boom!

A glint of cold light hit the center of the fist shadow.

Thud!

The earth trembled, and the wind surged violently.

Xiao Yi's figure retreated thirty feet, while Zhou Yuan was also shaken back several yards.

No sooner had the two landed than they were charging at each other again.

The fist danced like a phantom.

The sword glided like a dragon.

Their fists and swords clashed continuously, each collision stirring up waves of energy that shocked the heavens and earth, mighty in all directions, imposing from every angle. Neither held back in their attacks, Zhou Yuan intent on killing Xiao Yi to wipe away his previous shame, Xiao Yi's killing intent was no less than Zhou Yuan's.

"Blood Explosion Skill!"

Xiao Yi suddenly ignited three-tenths of the blood within his body, his strength and speed suddenly tripling.

The sudden increase in power and speed overwhelmed Zhou Yuan, who struggled to cope.

Splat!

A dot of cold light pierced through the air, penetrating Zhou Yuan's palm.

At the same time, he employed the Divine Skills of Weapon Fusion, his arms and the Fire Qilin Sword melding into one as dark light coursed through them. His left hand transformed into a claw and reached out, with a snap, it grabbed Zhou Yuan's shoulder, violently tearing away a chunk of flesh.

Ahhh...

Zhou Yuan cried out in agony, continually retreating.

A sword mark pierced through the palm of his right hand, and his left shoulder was missing a piece of flesh, horrifically exposing bone.

"You mongrel, I swear I'll kill you, kill everyone related to you..." Zhou Yuan's face was ferocious.

Xiao Yi advanced with his sword, his body surrounded by circulating blood light, laughing loudly, "You no longer have a chance!"

Whoosh!

The blood-colored sword edge was terrifying.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

With this sword, he forced Zhou Yuan to retreat.

Xiao Yi's voice rang out again, "Those who bully or insult me, kill!"

The Life-Chasing Soul Sword was delivered in rapid succession.

Zhou Yuan kept losing ground.

"Harm my family, kill!"

"Hurt my brothers, kill!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Xiao Yi grew increasingly valiant in battle, his murderous aura explosively unleashed, his entire being radiating with bloody light, and his offensive onslaught was like a tempestuous storm.

Boom!

Punch after punch landed solidly, unstoppable.

Zhou Yuan was bloodied by the blows.

Xiao Yi's aura grew ever more frenzied, with half his blood now aflame, his strength and speed increased fivefold, completely overpowering Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan kept losing ground, absolutely unable to withstand the barrage of attacks from Xiao Yi, "Madman. You're a madman..."

His mouth flowed with blood, his body riddled with sword cuts, countless bones shattered.

"Nine Swords as One!"

Xiao Yi, holding the sword with both hands, raised it above his head and brought it slashing down.

Boom!

That sword tore through Zhou Yuan's qi seal, a spurt of blood shooting skyward, savagely splitting open a ferocious wound in his chest. Amid a wretched scream, Zhou Yuan collapsed to the ground, blood spewing from his mouth, hair disheveled and face filled with terror, "Impossible, this can't be... How can I, a practitioner of the Tao Tribulation Realm, be defeated by you?"

Xiao Yi's sword tip rested on Zhou Yuan's throat, he said coldly, "Half a year ago, I vowed to flatten the Royal Martial Arts Academy. Today is the day you, Zhou Yuan, meet your demise, the day the Royal Martial Arts Academy falls!"

"Impossible, impossible... I am of the Tao Tribulation Realm, how can this be..."

Zhou Yuan was utterly dispirited.

The blow was too great!

Xiao Yi's expression was unreadable, his longsword ready to strike, but just then, a cold voice suddenly reached his ears, "Xiao Yi, see who I have here?"