Xiao Huohuo: My Master Is the Best Master in the World!

Misty Sect, Training Ground.

Xiao Huohuo looked around.

As the mocking laughter reached his ears, he couldn't help but clench his fists.

"It's all a fantasy?"

"Hermit Experts are all fake?"

Xiao Huohuo sneered inwardly, but he calmed his mind and slowly loosened his fists.

At this moment, he really wanted to shout at everyone, to tell everyone that Hermit Experts truly existed.

His Master was a legendary Hermit Expert!

However, saying this now would only make everyone think he was dreaming again, adding to the ridicule.

After all, even his doting father couldn't accept the fact that his Master was a Hermit Expert at first.

Let alone these short-sighted fools?

Xiao Huohuo stared intently at Xu Ling'er.

Once he defeated the heavenly prodigy everyone spoke of, he would be able to prove it for his Master.

His Master was that Hermit Expert.

Under his Master, there were no useless disciples. Even he, after only five months of cultivation, could surpass these heavenly prodigies of the outside world!

Sensing the burning fighting spirit in Xiao Huohuo's sharp gaze, Xu Ling'er sighed helplessly and drew the long sword hanging from her waist.

"I didn't expect to have left such a big shadow on you back then."

"After this battle."

"I'll have an elder at the Houtian Peak take you as a disciple, as compensation."

There was a strong sense of condescension in the young girl's words.

Her gaze was as if she pitied him.

The surrounding disciples began to discuss.

"The Young Sect Master is truly kind. Not only does she speak kindly to such a waste, but she also wants to find a master for him."

"To be associated with a woman like the Young Sect Master is truly the kid's fortune."

"Beautiful, kind, and strong. The Young Sect Master is simply a fairy rarely found in this world!"

Xiao Huohuo waved his sleeve and said indifferently, "You don't need to worry about it."

"Now, I have already taken a master."

"The best Master in the world."

As he spoke, Xiao Huohuo looked at Chu Feng with genuine sincerity.

Seemingly puzzled, Xu Ling'er followed Xiao Huohuo's gaze, landing on the youth standing by the Earthquake and Disaster Reduction Martial Arts Stage.

The youth stood with his hands behind his back, chest out, looking confident, but he had no aura at all, completely like an ordinary person.

The elders who often went down the mountain had said that the swindlers and tricksters from the outside world looked just like this!

Xu Ling'er frowned slightly and kindly reminded him, "Don't be fooled by those Jianghu Liars."

"The elder I'm introducing to you, although not as good as the Sect Master, my Master."

"If placed outside, they would be a regional overlord, even considered a master in our entire state!"

"With such an elder's help, plus the compensation I'm giving you, you might even break through to the First-rate realm in the future."

She pondered for a moment, then said, "I know you might feel a bit unconvinced, or perhaps feel ashamed to accept my favor."

"But this is a fated master-disciple relationship that you couldn't obtain even if you begged with all your might."

"If you give up such an opportunity just because of some ridiculous pride, then I've overestimated you."

Hearing Xu Ling'er's words, Xiao Huohuo seemed to hear a funny joke and said disdainfully, "First-rate?"

"I've killed more than ten First-rate cultivators myself."

"And the Houtian realm martial artists you mentioned have also knelt before me, more than three of them."

Upon hearing this, the surroundings fell silent for a moment, followed by thunderous laughter echoing from all sides.

"I think this Xiao Huohuo has really gone mad from reading storybooks. He refuses to acknowledge a Houtian Peak elder and insists on taking a Jianghu Liar as his master."

"He killed over ten First-rate cultivators and made Houtian realm martial artists kneel? He's not even trying to be subtle with his bragging!"

"Does he still think he's the Young Sect Master?"

"Don't even mention it. Even the Young Sect Master only broke through to the Houtian realm in the past half a year. She hasn't killed that many first-rate martial artists. He's just bragging to get ahead of her!"

"A mere third-rate strength, it's simply laughable..."

On the Small Immortal Platform, a host of sect leaders shook their heads.

The Moon Sword Sect Master said with a cold face:

"I thought he was a junior with a good disposition, but I didn't expect him to be someone who only dreams, talks big, and deceives himself!"

The Mountain Gate Sect Master beside him also chuckled:

"We should let Xu Ling'er beat him up and make him taste this humiliation, so he can learn his lesson."

The leaders of several major sects who had initially felt sorry for him had all changed their views on Xiao Huohuo at this moment.

What they hated most were those who only talked without acting, who only dreamed and couldn't recognize reality.

On the Training Ground, Xu Ling'er was also completely speechless, her eyes filled with seriousness:

"Since you are so beyond saving, I will say no more."

"Let me bring you back to reality!"

As her voice fell, Xu Ling'er returned her long sword behind her back, held a palm with one hand, and attacked the youngster.

Xu Ling'er's tall figure moved with great grace. Her speed was so fast that it seemed like she could shrink the ground into an inch. She reached Xiao Huohuo in just a few steps.

Her palm carried a gale, striking towards the youngster's chest.

This palm strike, though seemingly gentle and not exerting much force, contained a fierce gale strong enough to shatter stones.

If a third-rate martial artist took such a palm, they would likely be bedridden for half a month.

Xiao Huohuo looked at it indifferently, as if he hadn't reacted.

A palm was pushed directly towards him, aiming to strike his chest.

He then casually blocked it with his backhand.

Xu Ling'er's palm was pressed firmly by Xiao Huohuo, unable to advance an inch. She looked at him in shock:

"I am a Houtian realm martial artist. Although I didn't use my full strength with that palm strike, even a general first-rate martial artist couldn't block it."

"How, how is this possible...!"

But the youngster before her said nothing. He merely let out a cold laugh, then turned his hand and threw a punch, fiercely striking towards her.

That seemingly simple and unadorned punch rapidly enlarged in Xu Ling'er's eyes. She hurriedly defended herself.

Immediately after, a terrifying, immense force landed on Xu Ling'er's arm.

After blocking this punch, she was forced back more than ten steps before she stabilized her figure. Clutching her chest, her qi and blood surged.

With a single punch, she was actually pushed over ten meters away!

Xu Ling'er widened her beautiful eyes, as if she had never seen the youngster before her. She scanned his appearance.

She lifted her white sleeve, revealing her delicate arm.

On her fair skin, there was a mark that was purplish and almost black!

Xu Ling'er took a deep breath in disbelief, her eyes trembling as she looked at Xiao Huohuo and said:

"How is this possible."

"Anyone who can achieve this level is at least a Houtian realm martial artist!"