Killing a Chicken with a Butcher's Cleaver

"We have heard that the new Supreme Palace Lord of the True Martial School is a young hero. At such a young age, he has already ascended to the Palace Lord's throne. However, our Tianwu Gate also has a young hero who wishes to challenge your Palace Lord. I wonder if you dare?" A middle-aged Transcendent Realm expert with a full beard stepped forward and said.

The True Martial School crowd immediately erupted into an uproar. The reason was simple: Tianwu Gate actually wanted one of its disciples to challenge their Palace Lord.

Anger instantly appeared on everyone's faces. This was naked contempt and provocation toward the True Martial School. As the True Martial School's Palace Lord, there was no need to speak of his strength. In terms of status, he stood shoulder to shoulder with the rulers of the various overlords. In truth, among those present, not a single person could truly be mentioned in the same breath as him by rank.

Even the elders of these foreign overlords stood a head lower than Huang Wuji in status, much less the rising talents within their sects. That was not merely a head lower—they were an entire generation beneath him, with no basis for comparison at all.

Yet this Tianwu Gate elder wanted one of their so-called rising talents to challenge Huang Wuji. Was this not clearly an attempt to humiliate the True Martial School?

See that? What kind of True Martial School Palace Lord was he? He was merely on par with a rising talent from their sect.

With those words, Huang Wuji was forced into an awkward position where he could neither advance nor retreat. Accepting the match would lower his standing, while refusing would invite accusations of cowardice. Even if he won, there was nothing remarkable about