Xiao Tianyang was some distance away from the battlefield.
Even so, he witnessed what a war without weapons looked like.
"Good grief, I never knew insults could be delivered like this."
Xiao Tianyang sat cross-legged atop the Nine Dragon Chariot, propping up his chin with one hand, his face filled with astonishment.
"What does it mean to wound without drawing blood? What does it mean for words to be the sharpest blades... Tsk, tsk. I learned something today."
The Grand Commander softly reminded him, "Sir, please do not learn his way of speaking."
"Besides, what truly affects the Evil Demons' emotions is not his words, but the traits of his Martial Soul."
She felt a faint unease in her heart.
That was because Xiao Tianyang had unexpectedly developed a strong interest in the scene before him.
The Grand Commander admitted that the Way of Vertical and Horizontal he had learned was indeed formidable.
If this were an age of chaos, Zongheng Douluo would be treated as an honored guest by countless factions.
After all, a wise, sharp-minded diplomat with such a silver tongue was simply too powerful.
At the most critical moments, he could not only help you break free from a difficult situation, but also bring you a trustworthy ally.
Of course, the above was only part of his strengths.
The other part was entirely made up of weaknesses.
First, Zongheng Douluo came from the True Body Sect.
This also meant that his manner of speaking, temper, and personality leaned more toward those of the rough-tempered Body Refiners.
It was not that Body Refiners were bad, but their personalities made it difficult for them to make friends.
Simply put, they were an extremely polarizing sort of people.
Those who loved them loved them to death, while those who hated