"Acheng, go help Master Hu up!"
Although Hu Guangji was the one who had been humiliated, he was the person Song Guowei had brought along. Consequently, Song Guowei's expression was quite unsightly as well, and he immediately instructed a bodyguard behind him to help Hu Guangji up.
"Right away, Boss!"
The bodyguard named Acheng hurriedly acknowledged the order and immediately stepped forward to help Hu Guangji up.
At that moment, Qi Tianlei's gaze fell back onto Song Guowei.
He let out a sneer and said, "Manager Song, is this the master you brought? Just this? Hah... He doesn't look like much! I wonder what you have to rely on now?"
Qi Tianlei wore a beaming smile, yet the look he gave Song Guowei carried a hint of mockery.
"You brat of the Qi Family, don't get full of yourself too early! The person I invited to assist me this trip isn't just Master Hu alone, humph!" Song Guowei let out a cold huff.
"Heh, is that so? Then I'd like to see what other master you managed to find. Let's hope this one won't be too disappointing. At the very least, allow our Master Wu to stretch his muscles properly and work up a sweat, wouldn't you say?"
Qi Tianlei didn't care at all, instead mocking him playfully.
The subordinates behind him burst into laughter once more...
Wu Shengtian even grinned, saying arrogantly, "Whatever so-called masters you still have, send them all out! If he can last ten moves under my hand, I'll consider him capable!"
Song Guowei took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart. He turned to look at Ning Wangshu beside him and said slowly, "Brother Ning, I'm leaving the rest to you!"
Ning Wangshu smiled faintly and said calmly, "Don't worry, Manager Song, everything is on me!"
With that, Ning Wangshu walked forward at a leisurely pace.
Across from them, Wu Shengtian heard Ning Wangshu's words, immediately cast a sidelong glance at him, and sneered on the spot, "On you? Heh, you sure talk big! Aren't you afraid a gust of wind will bite your tongue off?"
Having said that, he looked back at Song Guowei and scoffed, "Is this the other 'master' you found? You're having a greenhorn who hasn't even grown all his hair fight me—is this an invitation to come die?"
Ning Wangshu smiled lightly and shook his head. "Even a tiny nobody like you who hasn't even stepped into the Forming Yuan Stage dares to be this unbridled. Why wouldn't I dare speak?"
A tiny nobody???
Hearing Ning Wangshu's words, everyone present widened their eyes, almost doubting if they had heard correctly.
Ning Wangshu actually dared to call Wu Shengtian a "tiny nobody"??
This was simply too crazy!
Even Song Guowei and the heavily injured Hu Guangji looked at Ning Wangshu in astonishment, dumbfounded.
Although Ning Wangshu had consistently acted quite "audacious" before, they hadn't expected him to be audacious to this extent, daring to completely disregard Wu Shengtian.
He even used a deeply humiliating derogatory term like "tiny nobody" to describe the other party!
This guy is way too wild! Hasn't he seen how terrifying Wu Shengtian was just now? Even I couldn't take two moves from him before being heavily injured. What right does a greenhorn like you have to utter such wild words?
This isn't just not knowing the immensity of heaven and earth; it's pure suicide!
Hu Guangji couldn't help muttering inwardly.
Just as everyone was in shock, upon hearing Ning Wangshu's words, Wu Shengtian's expression shifted drastically. Rage surged violently within him, and his fury flared!
Someone actually dared to look down on him like this, and a yellow-haired kid at that—this was simply unbearable!
"Brat, you're looking for death!"
A murderous intent flared brilliantly in Wu Shengtian's eyes!
Staring fixedly at Ning Wangshu, he clenched his teeth viciously and said in an icy, word-by-word tone, "I will personally twist off all four of your limbs, and then cripple your dantian, turning you into a complete cripple for the rest of your life!"
"When that time comes, let's see how unbridled you still are!"
While he spoke, a thick, ferocious aura suffused Wu Shengtian's body. That terrifying momentum even caused everyone else around to turn slightly pale with fright, looking at Wu Shengtian in terror!
"Oh? Is that so? Then I'd like to see how you twist off my limbs and cripple my dantian!"
Ning Wangshu said calmly.
"You're at death's door and you still dare to run your mouth!"
Wu Shengtian could no longer hold back. He let out a furious, fierce shout, immediately charging forward with large strides as he threw a ferocious punch—
"Hum!"
The might of his punch was exceptionally terrifying, even more astonishing than the blow that had heavily injured Hu Guangji just moments ago!
A layer of Fist Qi at least an inch thick emerged over his knuckles. The air was instantly torn apart, emitting a trembling chime like a falling meteor as it violently smashed toward Ning Wangshu!
Seeing this, Ning Wangshu merely smiled with disdain. Spreading the five fingers of his right hand, he reached out directly to grab the other's fist.
Upon seeing this, a ferocious grin instantly surfaced on Wu Shengtian's face, his eyes flashing with a fierce light. He actually dares to try and grab my fist directly—he's truly courting death!
However, the very next moment.
Accompanied by a crisp slap, Ning Wangshu's spread fingers securely gripped Wu Shengtian's incoming fist!
Wu Shengtian froze instantly, lifting his head in astonishment to look at Ning Wangshu. His eyes were filled with utter shock, as if he couldn't fathom that his punch would actually be caught by Ning Wangshu.
Furthermore, Ning Wangshu's figure remained completely unmoving, as though his punch had struck a plate of alloy steel. Instead, the recoil from that force left his own hand slightly numb!
Just as Wu Shengtian was caught off guard in his shock, Ning Wangshu suddenly grinned at him and mocked, "Did you just say you were going to twist off my limbs? Is this how you twist them off?"
Before his voice faded, the five fingers gripping Wu Shengtian's fist suddenly exerted force and gave a vicious twist—
"Crack!"
A crisp sound of breaking bones rang out.
"Ah—"
Wu Shengtian let out a miserable yell as fine beads of cold sweat instantly popped up on his forehead. When he looked up, he saw that his entire right arm had bent into a bizarre ninety-degree angle!
This caused Wu Shengtian to suffer excruciating pain while panic surged deep within his heart.
"H-How is this possible!?"
Enduring the intense pain, Wu Shengtian stared with wide eyes and shouted in disbelief.
Everyone else was also stunned by the scene before them, staring with wide eyes and utter incredulity at Ning Wangshu, completely dumbfounded!
"No! This is impossible! Master Wu... how could his arm be twisted off by that kid! This is impossible!"
Qi Tianlei shouted in a panic.
Meanwhile, Song Guowei looked at Ning Wangshu with pleasant surprise, laughing excitedly, "Hahaha, Brother Ning's words were true indeed! Whatever bullshit Xiantian or non-Xiantian, in front of Brother Ning, they really are nothing!"
Although his words could also be considered "collateral damage" to Hu Guangji beside him—after all, Hu Guangji was also of Xiantian cultivation, and he himself had been boasting endlessly about Xiantian experts earlier—Song Guowei didn't care at this moment, nor did he bother to worry whether Hu Guangji would harbor any resentment.
Even though Hu Guangji had suffered a miserable defeat at Wu Shengtian's hands just now, Song Guowei didn't blame Hu Guangji to that extent. However, with Ning Wangshu there for comparison, the weight Hu Guangji held in his heart had clearly become insignificant.
Yet Hu Guangji didn't pay attention to Song Guowei's words at that moment; he too was stunned dumb by Ning Wangshu's display, staring blankly at Ning Wangshu in sheer disbelief.
He had a deep, personal understanding of how formidable Wu Shengtian's strength was.
No matter what, he was still a powerhouse of the Xiantian realm, yet he couldn't even take two moves from Wu Shengtian. One could imagine just how terrifying Wu Shengtian's strength was!
Yet right now, in front of Ning Wangshu, Wu Shengtian was utterly vulnerable. With just a single move, an arm was twisted off, leaving him completely devoid of any ability to resist...
That scene truly resembled what Ning Wangshu had said earlier: in front of him, Wu Shengtian was nothing more than a tiny nobody!
You had to know, Ning Wangshu looked to be only around twenty years old!
An imposing peak Third Level of Xiantian figure, someone who was only a single step away from stepping into the Forming Yuan Stage, had one of his arms crippled by him this easily...
Just how strong must Ning Wangshu's strength be?
Hu Guangji didn't even dare to imagine it!