Bai Xuxu

Season 651 Little Calamity

The youth replied, pointing at him proudly, "We've never met, but I know you, pretty boy Ming Zhitian. My name is Yuan Tuqiang, the eldest son of the Yuan family. I'm here to advise you: don't set your sights on Yingying. To be honest, she's the woman I, Yuan Tuqiang, love most. You can still back out now."

Ming Zhitian dismissed the term "pretty boy" with indifference. "The Yuan family? Are you the reclusive Yuan family? Who is Yuan Bilong to you?"

Hearing Yuan Bilong's name, Yuan Tuqiang thought he was intimidated. "That's right. You're an outsider, so it's okay to tell you: Yuan Bilong is my cousin! Scared? If you are, retreat quickly. You're not worthy to marry Yingying yet."

Ming Zhitian didn't understand. "Yingying? What Yingying?"

Yuan Tuqiang assumed he was pretending. "Stop pretending, Ming Zhitian. I've given you your chance. You shouldn't compete with me for Yingying. If you're a man, let's duel! If you lose, get out of the Xiugu realm immediately!"

Ming Zhitian suddenly felt like laughing. "Who gave you the courage? Liang Jingru?"

Yuan Tuqiang nodded. "Good, I'll let you taste utter defeat. Take this!"

Ming Zhitian said, "Do you know who I am?"

Yuan Tuqiang snorted coldly. "I know. Aren't you the Cultivation God Emperor? I want your position too."

Ming Zhitian couldn't hold back his laughter any longer. Yuan Tuqiang swung his sword!

Ming Zhitian caught it between two fingers. "You're too weak. You're no match for me yet."

Yuan Tuqiang became enraged. "We're both at the first level of the Divine Might realm, what are you showing off for? Falling Sword Art!"

Ming Zhitian shook his head helplessly. "This Divine Might is not that Divine Might."

He stood with his hands behind his back and punched out. "Star Dragon Jade Flower Halberd Art."

"Bang!" Yuan Tuqiang was sent flying like a cannonball! He landed and tried to regain his composure, but a surge of heat rushed through his body, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Ugh..."

A tree needs bark, and a person needs face. Yuan Tuqiang still wanted to save face. "Standing there like a block of wood, aren't you usually very capable? Attack together! Take him down!"

They cursed Yuan Tuqiang in their hearts for being so proud. He had lost himself, yet he was taking his anger out on them. If he was so capable, why didn't he fight Ming Zhitian himself?

Bound by his status as the young master, they could only obey. They summoned their magical artifacts and charged forward.

However, Ming Zhitian knocked them down with one punch each and two with each kick, scattering them like fallen leaves.

Ming Zhitian had held back, otherwise, it wouldn't have been just a little blood. "Go back and tell your Yuan family ancestor that if he wants revenge, he should come find me himself."

Yuan Tuqiang clutched his swollen, bruised face. "You think I dare not... hiss! It hurts..."

Then he turned and ran. "You wait for me, young master!"

This was a minor skirmish. Ming Zhitian knew that if Yuan Tuqiang went back to his ancestor for revenge, he would surely be beaten severely by the Yuan family ancestor, Yuan Qilong. That had nothing to do with him. Regardless, for the sake of learning the Ten Thousand Layers of Tribulation, he owed the Yuan family a tremendous favor.

Ming Zhitian arrived among the six thousand elite soldiers and rejoined Feijiang and Yini.

They had been waiting for Ming Zhitian's command. The long-suppressed urge to strike the Undying Tribe by surprise was unbearable.

"Marshal Ming! Master!"

"Mm." Ming Zhitian explained his plan to them.

The two took their orders! They secretly admired Ming Zhitian's intelligence and talent, thinking that the previous battle to divide the Three Kings among the disciples had allowed them to prepare. Today, after hearing this plan, they realized that the previous actions were merely a small test.

Ming Zhitian instructed Feijiang and Yini to take five thousand soldiers to the rear North Gate for the main assault, while he would lead one thousand to the East Gate, making a ruckus at the front.