Tyrant Sky Martial Soul

"Idiot!"

Ling Xiao's lips curled into a cold smile, and the claw he'd been preparing finally struck down.

"Stop!"

The Fengmo Shengjian finally lost his earlier calm, abruptly sending a terrifying sword qi towards Ling Xiao.

Forcing Ling Xiao to abandon his attack.

However, even though the Fengmo Shengjian blocked this strike, it undeniably cost him his dignity.

Everyone could see that Fengmo Shengjian had hoped to rely on his authority to suppress Ling Xiao, but in the end, he had to intervene.

Having to make a move was a loss of face by itself.

Ling Xiao hovered in mid-air, looking coldly at the Fengmo Shengjian on the ground.

This person, as expected of one of the Four Heroes of the Heavenly Sea, had truly terrifying cultivation level, and seemed to have some method to conceal his level, as even his Tai Chi Eye couldn't see through it.

However, that strike just now should be at least at the Yin-Yang Realm Level 11.

He was no match for that, the gap was simply too vast.

Even by using the Tyrant Sky Martial Soul, he could only save his life; dreaming of victory would be nothing short of a fool's errand.

"Didn't you hear what I said?"

Fengmo Shengjian looked at Ling Xiao with anger, surprised that someone dared disrespect him.

"So what if I did? Who do you think you are? Do you honestly believe people must listen to you?"

Ling Xiao looked at Fengmo Shengjian, showing no intention of backing off.

"You are courting death!"

Fengmo Shengjian's face was exceedingly dark.

"You can try."

Ling Xiao had his trump cards, so he was not afraid of Fengmo Shengjian.

Let's not forget, the Butterfly Girl in his Mountain and River World now has a cultivation level of Yin-Yang Realm Level 16.

No matter how strong Fengmo Shengjian was, he could absolutely not be a match for Butterfly Girl.

Butterfly Girl's strength was consistently ten levels higher than Ling Xiao's, which was his biggest pillar of support.

Of course, he usually wouldn't utilize Butterfly Girl.

After all, every time Butterfly Girl fought, more than half of the Spirit Stones and Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures he had stored would be consumed.

The little one's appetite was terrifying.

Even he couldn't afford to feed her.

However, in a life-and-death situation, he wouldn't care about such things.

People were looking at Ling Xiao in amazement, their hearts filled with admiration. To face one of the Four Heroes of the Heavenly Sea like Fengmo Shengjian without fear—what kind of courage was this?

"Good! Very good!"

Fengmo Shengjian suddenly burst into laughter: "You truly have courage. I can give you a chance, take one of my blows. If you survive, today's matters will be all cleared up, and until the White Tiger Summit begins, our disciples of the Tianhai Holy Institution will not trouble you. How about it?"

"Senior Brother, kill him!"

Shaw Little Monster shouted, but because he pulled at his wound, he coughed up blood repeatedly.

"Do you think I don't want to kill him? Have you forgotten the rules of the White Tiger Summit? To protect other geniuses, the Tianhai Empire has decreed that in private fights, we can only attack once.

If we did more, we'd be disqualified from participating in the White Tiger Summit."

Fengmo Shengjian transmitted the message secretly.

Shaw Little Monster was stunned for a moment, suddenly recalling this rule.

It's said that this rule was established ten years ago.

Mainly because one of the Four Heroes of the Heavenly Sea at the Yingjie Building went on a massacre, killing all the candidates except the other three heroes.

That caused substantial panic.

After all, some geniuses might not be strong now, but that was only due to their youth.

If they were all killed, it would be a huge blow to the Tianhai Empire.

Since then, this rule was set in stone.

The Four Heroes of the Heavenly Sea are only allowed one move against other martial artists unless in legitimate self-defense.

Even with just one move, the vast majority of martial artists couldn't withstand it.

The Tianhai Empire judged someone's qualification as a genius by this.

Survive, and you'd receive focused protection.

Perish, and you'd be completely forgotten.

"Not interested."

Ling Xiao shook his head.

"Afraid?"

Fengmo Shengjian sneered.

"Afraid of you?"

Ling Xiao scoffed: "Even if you manage to lay a finger on me, it's your win! But the bet is too frivolous.

How about this: if you can touch me with one move, I'll spare that waste.

If you can't touch me, your Tianhai Holy Institution shall not bother me or the martial artists of the Heavenly Dynasty Empire before the White Tiger Summit begins, and that waste must die.

How does that sound?"

"Are you mocking me?"

Fengmo Shengjian's face turned dark.

Never had a martial artist of the Yin-Yang Realm Sixth Level dared to speak to him like this.

If he couldn't even touch the opponent, he might as well throw away the title of one of the Four Heroes of the Heavenly Sea.

"Mocking? Heh, think whatever you like. Do you dare to bet?"

Ling Xiao asked.

"Nonsense, of course, I dare, just don't regret it!"

Fengmo Shengjian said coldly.

"Once a man's word is given, four horses can't catch it, especially when I'm the Heavenly Emperor of the Heavenly Dynasty!"

Ling Xiao said calmly.

"You have guts!"

When Fengmo Shengjian spoke, a terrifying aura began to surge, and a holy sword, glowing with white light, suddenly appeared in his right hand.

There were no official referees, the surrounding martial artists acted as judges.

There was no host, Fengmo Shengjian could launch his attack at any time.

To Ling Xiao, this was actually a significant challenge.

But Ling Xiao was fearless.

He had thought it through, with the Four Great Empires plus the Zhengyi Sect, if each major power had four young experts like the Four Heroes of the Heavenly Sea, the number would reach twenty!

If you added the outstanding monsters from the affiliated states of the Four Great Empires, this number would climb to nearly thirty.

Frankly, if Ling Xiao couldn't rank among the top two, or even the top one, among the martial artists of the Tianhai Empire, he probably wouldn't even make it into the top thirty of the White Tiger Summit this time.

Fengmo Shengjian was formidable, yet it was a good test for him.

Surviving a move from someone with vastly superior cultivation was truly crucial for survival.

More importantly, avoiding harassment from the Tianhai Holy Institution until the start of the White Tiger Summit would give him more time to cultivate, raising the potential for another breakthrough in cultivation level.

For him, this was a challenge he had to face.

Ling Xiao stood there, having long returned to his original form, with the Tyrant Sky Martial Soul put away.

He then looked coolly at Fengmo Shengjian, his Tai Chi Eye spinning rapidly, carefully observing every move of Fengmo Shengjian.

Fengmo Shengjian still hadn't made a move, but the holy sword in his hand grew increasingly brilliant and dazzling, exerting colossal pressure.

This sword wasn't a Magical Treasure but a Sword of Holy Light formed by immense Yin-Yang Elemental Force!

He stood still, yet Ling Xiao dared not relax, with five hundred Heavenly Empress Cells blossoming within him.

The Imperial Heaven Earth Power surged into his body, fully preparing him for this dodge.

Facing Fengmo Shengjian, he dared not underestimate him.

Even if it was just to dodge the opponent's attack, he was cautious.