Yu Yingxian had crushed every prodigy along his path.
Naturally, he thought nothing of a mere Wang Dun.
So what if you're a prodigy?
I'm a peerless prodigy without equal in all the ages, past or future, and my cultivation is far above yours.
You dare challenge me?
You must be sick in the head!
A sinister smile appeared on the scrawny, big-headed youth's face. His enormous mouth really did stretch all the way to his ears, exposing sharp, gleaming white teeth.
He kicked sharply with his right foot, striking squarely against the black broad saber supported by his right hand.
The broad saber swept upward, unleashing a black saber wind that slashed toward Wang Dun in an instant.
Its speed was beyond compare.
Wang Dun had been grinning at first, but the moment the saber light flew out, his expression turned utterly serious.
"Break!"
With a low shout, Wang Dun thrust his spear against the oncoming attack, its black tip driving forward.
A glint of cold light arrived first, followed by a spear thrust like a dragon.
Boom...
The two powerful energies collided, then turned into a fierce hurricane that swept outward.
Wang Dun did not budge an inch!
Yu Yingxian's eyes, however, narrowed slightly.
That seemingly casual saber strike might have looked simple, but it had actually contained Yu Yingxian's most accomplished Saber Intent, even mixed with some power of Daoist Law.
Never mind a mere Divine Command Realm Sixth Layer cultivator-even someone in the Early Divine Spirit Realm would have ended up dead or crippled.
Yet this ant had actually blocked it?
And with ease?
"Interesting!" Yu Yingxian finally straightened his slouching, tilted body. Gripping his broad saber tightly in his right hand, he stared at Wang Dun. "What's your name?"
"Never mind my name!" Wang Dun