"Even Saint Emperor Wangze was getting rattled..."
Above the First Hall of Sin, seeing Saint Emperor Wangze's position predicted and seized from within the wind core, even Dao Qiongchang looked slightly surprised. He could not help glancing back at Rao Yaoyao.
Xu Xiaoshou's combat awareness could not be underestimated at all!
Anyone who still treated him as merely a young man who had borrowed a Holy Emperor's power would definitely be devoured whole, bones and all.
This fellow had only one tactic in battle: crush others with momentum, then spit venom, kill their hearts before killing their bodies! Yet without question, Xu Xiaoshou's tactic had worked.
As an outsider, Dao Qiongchang saw things more clearly.
Xu Xiaoshou had never underestimated any opponent, but Saint Emperor Wangze could not help developing a contemptuous attitude toward this junior.
Clever and confident people like Ba Zunan generally chose to face their opponents head-on, then crush them forcefully.
Xu Xiaoshou was different—entirely different!
His cunning held a different kind of calculation; beneath his arrogance lay absolute confidence. He first used trash talk to shatter his opponent's defenses, then revealed the dagger when the map ran out, unveiling his killing move.
In Dao Qiongchang's eyes, neither tactic was superior to the other. He even appreciated Xu Xiaoshou's tactics, since they were all dirty bastards.
But if they truly had to be compared, it only depended on who the opponent was.
Without doubt, Xu Xiaoshou's tactics against the Rao Clan had repeatedly succeeded.
So...
Was this inherited through the same bloodline? Had Xu Xiaoshou actually forced a weakness out of the seemingly invincible Holy Emperor Rao Clan?
Dao Qiongchang could not help looking at Rao Yaoyao again.
"Why are you looking at me?" One glance was fine, but two was disrespectful. Rao Yaoyao keenly detected that