These Trash Dare Kill You?

"Aah!"

Lü Junxiu let out a miserable scream as his entire arm broke apart inch by inch.

"You're King Tier?" Jiang Yuqi asked coldly.

He had never imagined that this country bumpkin would be King Tier. In his mind, a country bumpkin this young could never have cultivated to King Tier.

At that moment, he suddenly recalled Xia Yu's words: killing a King Tier from the Martial Saint Academy took just one thrust.

Shen Yuxuan's address of "Junior Brother" had also revealed far too much.

Kicking Lü Junxiu away, Xia Yu smiled and shook his head. "King Tier? How could I be? I'm not King Tier. How could a country bumpkin like me reach such a lofty realm?"

"You're trying to fool me? Do you think I'm that easy to fool?" Jiang Yuqi's expression turned ugly.

"Ah!" Xia Yu sighed and said helplessly, "Young Marquis, you came looking for trouble with me. You want to kill me, right? Why do you keep dawdling? If you want to kill me, come on!"

"All this nonsense. How disappointing!"

"Are you going to kill me or not? If not, I'm going back to eat."

Xia Yu was all smiles.

Jiang Yuqi glared at Xia Yu, his gaze vicious.

Yet he did not attack.

He had a bad feeling. Arrogant as he was, he was no fool.

Beside him, Nangong Yu flew into a rage at Xia Yu's brazen arrogance.

Why was the Young Marquis being such a coward today?

"If the Young Marquis won't kill you, I will!"

With a loud shout, Nangong Yu soared into the air. A ring of light over ten feet across appeared beneath his feet.

The iron fan in his hand gleamed coldly.

The instant his king's domain appeared, his speed abruptly increased.

He even left an afterimage in the sky.

As if teleporting, he appeared before Xia Yu in an instant. Snapping his iron fan shut, he thrust it toward Xia Yu's throat like a sharp sword, swift as lightning.

As the iron fan was about to pierce Xia Yu's throat, a savage grin spread across his face.

That was all he had!

Suddenly, a hand appeared before his eyes and seized his iron fan.

In the next instant, an irresistible force surged from that hand.

The iron fan slowly twisted!

Nangong Yu frowned. Without the slightest hesitation, he let go and abruptly retreated.

"Where are you going?"

Xia Yu smiled and gave his hand a gentle flick.

Cold light flashed...

Pfft!

The iron fan pierced Nangong Yu's throat.

Nangong Yu's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief.

How was that possible? So fast? My domain was a speed domain!

"Goodbye! No, farewell forever."

Smiling, Xia Yu pulled out the iron fan, and blood gushed like a spring.

Jiang Yuqi froze.

One move had killed Nangong Yu.

Though Nangong Yu was only an ordinary King Tier, he was still King Tier.

Even Jiang Yuqi could not have killed Nangong Yu in a single move.

After shooting Xia Yu a fierce glare, Jiang Yuqi turned to leave without the slightest hesitation.

"Trying to leave now? Young Marquis, that's terribly rude of you."

Xia Yu spoke with a smile. With a flicker of his body, he was already in front of Jiang Yuqi.

Startled, Jiang Yuqi immediately attacked, thrusting out a finger.

At the same time, a ring of light thirty feet across suddenly lit up beneath his feet.

In an instant, Origin Force swirled around that finger.

His entire finger abruptly thickened, stabbing toward Xia Yu's brow like a javelin.

Heaven-Supporting Finger!

Xia Yu raised an eyebrow and punched straight at it.

Ancestral Dragon Fist: Boundless!

Triple-stacked Boundless!

The Xia Yu of today was no longer the Xia Yu of a few hours ago. Back then, he had only been at the third level of the Spirit Origin Realm.

Now, he was at the tenth level of the Profound Origin Realm and had awakened six small worlds.

"Junior Brother Jiang, retreat!"

A thunderous shout rang out in midair.

But it was already too late.

Crack!

The sound of breaking bones rang out.

Jiang Yuqi's expression changed drastically as he watched his right hand explode.

Then came his right forearm and upper arm!

Shattered bones and blood sprayed everywhere.

So strong?

Jiang Yuqi was stunned.

He had never imagined that Xia Yu would be so outrageously powerful.

Suddenly, a tremendous force grabbed him by the collar and flung him backward.

A fist met Xia Yu's Boundless.

The two fists separated the instant they touched.

Both figures retreated at the same time.

Boom...

Only then did the thunderous impact ring out.

An invisible shock wave knocked the crowd behind them off their feet, leaving them coughing up blood.

"Xu Weilin!" Xia Yu looked at him calmly.

At that moment, facing Xu Weilin, he was confident he could kill him.

Xu Weilin, however, wore a look of utter shock.

He actually blocked my punch?

It had only been a short time since we last met, and his strength had improved again.

And wasn't that improvement far too great?

How was this possible?

This man was too monstrous!

He had to die!

Without a second thought, he struck his palm toward the sky.

A glowing symbol appeared overhead in the shape of a crossed saber and sword.

"Senior Brother is calling for help?"

A Martial Saint Academy disciple who had come with him froze.

What was going on?

At the same time, those on Martial Saint Mountain who saw the symbol were also shocked.

"Grand Elder, the inner sect's Senior Brother is calling for help!"

An inner sect disciple hurried to find someone.

Meanwhile, Xia Yu looked at the symbol in the sky and smiled.

"Calling for backup?" Xia Yu said lightly. "Senior Brother, you're actually calling for backup? I'm all alone here."

"Ahem, Junior Brother, your senior brother is right here," Shen Yuxuan said, coughing twice.

Xia Yu smiled and returned to Shen Yuxuan's side.

He did not pursue, because he knew Xu Weilin would not be so easy to kill.

At least, he could not kill him in a single blow.

Besides, killing him would require revealing all his trump cards.

He did not want to.

If he really forced the issue and killed Xu Weilin now, the Martial Saint Academy would go utterly mad, and he would certainly die.

Besides, wasn't playing the pig to devour the tiger much sweeter?

"Who dares touch a disciple of my Martial Saint Academy!"

An angry shout echoed through the void.

Several figures shot over from Martial Saint Mountain like lightning.

At the same time, more figures rushed over.

Su Deyu, Lin Xulun, Seventh Princess An Qing, Su Xiang'er, and the others also emerged from the Dao-Seeking Academy.

Their gazes all settled on Xia Yu, their expressions rather strange.

Even Su Deyu, who had witnessed Xia Yu's combat prowess before, was utterly shocked.

The boy had grown stronger again.

And his rate of improvement was simply too fast.

At that moment, he thought of his spirit stones.

His heart ached!

Seventh Princess An Qing was also dumbfounded. How could this fellow improve so quickly?

How long had it been since they parted?

He had barely managed to defeat her before, yet now he could withstand a punch from Xu Weilin.

After all, Xu Weilin was in the half-step Emperor Realm.

Had she known that Xia Yu could kill Xu Weilin outright if he used his full strength, she would probably have felt like dying.

Her cultivation resources were so much better than Xia Yu's.

Xia Yu's rate of improvement could drive anyone to despair.

Su Xiang'er had not expected Xia Yu to be so powerful either.

She was also in the half-step Emperor Realm, but how many years had she spent cultivating?

Most importantly, she could tell that Xia Yu was only at the peak of the Profound Origin Realm.

This...

What kind of talent was this?

What kind of combat prowess was this?

This junior brother had secrets.

A Profound Origin Realm cultivator who could contend with the half-step Emperor Realm, and a Quasi-Emperor-Rank Alchemist to boot. Interesting, wasn't it?

A faint smile appeared on Su Xiang'er's face. She had made a new decision.

Several figures landed before Xu Weilin.

"Greetings, Grand Elder, elders." Xu Weilin hurriedly bowed.

Zhang Xinyi shot Xu Weilin a cold glance. "Why did you call for help?"

"Do you think these trash dare kill you?"