2888: Infuriated

Infuriated

There was an eerie silence after the exclamation. Everyone stared at the black-robed figure on the high platform as if they were seeing a ghost. He, he, he defeated the Venerable?0

That was the sect's Venerable! How was it possible that the Venerable, whose strength was at the Celestial level, be defeated by a cultivator from the mortal world? When did the mortal world's people become so powerful?

Several Immortal Lords nearby stood up from their seats involuntarily, their faces flushed with alarm. They believed that the Venerable would eventually win, and that's why they never stopped the battle.

Further, they thought that the black-robed man was arrogant and thus deserved to suffer some setbacks and shocks. But to their surprise, it was their faces that were slapped.

A sect's Venerable was defeated by a cultivator from the mortal world. It would be a joke on them if word of this got out.

The black-robed man's speed was so fast that they didn't have time to open their mouths to stop it or step in to help, so they could only watch helplessly…

She smiled, her face beaming with pride. This is her man! Hers! Look at how excellent he is!

On the high platform, the handsome man in the black robe stood with one hand on his back and the other on his abdomen, as if he were a deity. The black robe was fluttering in the wind, carrying an air of nobility and unrivalled temperament, and was filled with a powerful and intimidating pressure. After this battle, Xuanyuan Mo Ze's name and magnificent appearance would be indelibly imprinted in the minds of tens of thousands of disciples of these four sects…

"Oh, wow! He's even better than Feng Jiu!" Venerable Ling Mu blinked and his mouth gaped with surprise. It came to him as a surprise since this kid was so unassuming but so powerful in reality. The sage puts on the appearance of a commoner. Appearances do not always reflect the truth!

"Oh, pretty good! I can't tell that your vision is not bad. This kid is pretty good." The beautiful Venerable turned her gaze towards Feng Jiu. 

Feng Jiu proudly lifted her chin and said, "Of course, don't you see whose man he is!" She looked as proud as a fox.

"Since you're that amazing, I'd like to seek your advice." Another sect's Venerable patted the table, flew out to the stage and stared fiercely at Xuanyuan Mo Ze. "Do you dare to accept this challenge?"

Before Xuanyuan Mo Ze could answer, Feng Jiu, who was so protective, sneered coldly and went up to the Venerable. "You can't see clearly!"

"What do I not see clearly?" The Venerable scowled slightly as he swept his glance to Feng Jiu who was dressed in men's clothing. This was insane, a beautiful woman disguised as a man.

Feng Jiu cast a glance at him and spoke lightly, "I didn't realise you were that thick-skinned!"

"You!" The Venerable was furious and wanted to strike her. However, since he saw that she was a woman, it would be beneath his dignity to strike her, so he replied with a cold snort, "You are presumptuous!"

Feng Jiu was attacked by a mighty Celestial-level pressure, which abruptly covered her as if trying to force her back. But who knew that after he let out his pressure, the woman in front of him would still stand there with her eyebrows raised and look at him with contempt, which annoyed him.

How despicable! Why was this female cultivator unafraid of his pressure? Were all female cultivators in the world of mortals as infuriating as she was?

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