2066: C2066 Full of Fear!

C2066 Full of Fear!

"What are they doing?"

Wang Xiao stopped and saw the short and fat young man stepping on a young man in a long white robe.

This young man in white was none other than the white-clothed Saint.

"It's the various top powers that are collecting Law Jades."

Jia Cong, who was standing at the side, said to Wang Xiao. At this moment, he had nothing to say to Wang Xiao. Especially after witnessing Wang Xiao killing the incomparably powerful Black Dragon Lord in the Evil Dragon Abyss, he regarded it as a legend. He was extremely respectful to Wang Xiao.

They also knew about Lin Zi'an's matter, but they didn't care about Lin Zi'an's death. Because Wang Xiao was an existence that couldn't be provoked. They now understood the good intentions of their patriarch. With such a terrifying expert by their side, it was enough to protect them. If they promised to humbly ask for guidance, they could even learn many things.

"Oh, is there such a custom in the Skymaple Meeting?"

Wang Xiao asked.

"Sort of."

Jia Cong didn't know how to answer, so he replied, because he didn't know what Wang Xiao was thinking.

"Sword Breaking Style!"

When the white-clothed Saint Son saw Wang Xiao, it was as if he had infinite power. A beam of sword energy burst out from the white-clothed Saint Son's body, instantly sending the man who was stepping on the white-clothed Saint Son flying.

"Trash, you still dare to resist? You're courting death!"

The short and fat man in embroidered clothes was instantly enraged. He was sent flying by a young man from a first-rate power. It was truly a disgrace. He had to find a way to save face.

"Earth Splitting Claw!"

The short and fat man immediately pounced towards the White Robed Saint Son like an evil ghost eating plain food.

The expression of the white-robed Saint Son changed drastically. In a real fight, he was absolutely not a match for the short and fat man.

The short and fat man came from the Han Family, and his name was Han Jicheng. He was the captain of the Han Family's team at the Skyrock Meeting this time, and he had just stepped into the Soul Formation Stage not long ago. He was also one of the most popular people in the Skyrock Domain.

The white-robed Saint Son simply had no ability to resist in front of Han Jicheng.

Even though he had received a sword technique from Wang Xiao, he had only grasped it at the initial stage. It was still not enough for him to surpass the gap between Soul Formation and Tribulation Transcendence.

Han Jicheng was truly furious. He did not hold back at all. If this attack landed on the white-clothed Saint Son, he would die for sure.

"Life and death are determined by fate and wealth are in the heavens!"

The white-robed Saint Son seemed to have resigned himself to his fate, but he would not just sit there and wait for death. This was not his style. Even if he could not defeat Han Jicheng, he would still fight with his life on the line.

The white-robed Saint Son thought that the Heaven Surmounting Five Elements Technique was too weak in front of a super expert like Han Jicheng. And among all his techniques, the most profound one was the Sundering Sword Technique.

When he had just received Wang Xiao's teachings, he had already understood the profoundness of the Sword-breaking Sword Technique. Once he grasped the essence of the Sword-breaking Sword Technique, his strength would surpass the limits of his cultivation.

"The Sword of Collapse had endless potential, but he could no longer excavate the infinite divine might in it. He was going to use his dying life to display the profundity of the Sword of Collapse, even if it was a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

"Sword-breaking Sword!"

The white-clothed Saint used no sword in his hands and used his two fingers as swords. His fingers slid and shot out a burst of sword energy that was unstoppable.

Seeing this, Han Jicheng was not afraid at all. He slapped his palm toward the sword energy.

Ah ~

At this moment, everyone heard a miserable scream.

Everyone looked over and saw Han Jicheng's figure retreating.

When everyone saw clearly, they discovered that Han Jicheng's palm that was slapping toward the sword qi was actually sliced off.

"What's going on?"

"That brat actually cut off Han Jicheng's palm. I didn't see wrongly, right?"

After everyone reacted, they all turned pale with fright, not daring to believe what they saw in front of them.

"This... This is impossible!"

Even Han Jicheng did not believe that his palm would actually be sliced off by the White Robed Saint.

"How can you hurt me!?"

Han Jicheng thought that this was too fantastical. If he did not truly feel the pain of his palm being cut off, he would have suspected that he was dreaming.

The white-robed Saint Son was also stunned. He knew what he was capable of. Even if he used the exquisite and unparalleled 'Crushing Sword', he was still no match for Han Jicheng.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of something and looked in a direction.

The surrounding people were puzzled and also looked in the direction Han Jicheng was looking at. Which direction was where the Jia family was located? The white-clothed Saint's gaze landed on Wang Xiao, and his eyes were filled with gratitude.

Everyone might not know what was going on, but he knew very well. It was definitely Wang Xiao who had helped him. In this place, only Wang Xiao could do such a thing. Han Jicheng's palm was cut off by the 'Sword-breaking Sword' that came and went like a ghost.

"Good kid! There must be someone helping you in secret! Who is it?!"

"Stand out! If I find out who it is, I will make sure you die without a burial ground!"

At this time, Han Jicheng also guessed something and immediately said angrily.

"It's me."

At this time, Wang Xiao stood out. He wasn't a busybody, but the white-clothed Saint Son was fated with him and had received his inheritance. Since they had met, he naturally wouldn't sit idly by and do nothing. That was why he attacked secretly.

Of course, he didn't intend to take Han Jicheng's life. He just wanted to teach Han Jicheng a lesson. With Han Jicheng's cultivation base, he would be able to recover in time.

However, at this moment, Han Jicheng said those words. Wang Xiao couldn't help but stand out.

"It's him!"

Everyone was surprised. They didn't expect it to be Wang Xiao.

Those who knew Wang Xiao in the City Lord's Mansion, such as Tian Yao, couldn't believe it.

Because they knew that there was something wrong between the white-clothed Saint and Wang Xiao when they were in the City Lord's Mansion. There was even a conflict between them when Long Yan was choosing the marriage. Why would Wang Xiao help the white-clothed Saint?

"Mister!"

Since Wang Xiao had stood out, the white-clothed Saint no longer had any scruples. He immediately bowed to Wang Xiao with utmost respect, as if he was facing the benefactor of a senior.

Initially, the White Robe Saint wanted to address Wang Xiao as his teacher, but he remembered that he had wanted to acknowledge Wang Xiao as his teacher, but was rejected by Wang Xiao, so he used the title of "Mister" to express his respect for Wang Xiao.

"You are Wang Xiao. Do you think that no one can cure you after killing a few people?"

Han Jicheng's eyes were filled with fear. Wang Xiao's name was like thunder in his ears. Hence, when Wang Xiao stood out, he lost his confidence.

After all, Lin Zi'an had died in Wang Xiao's hands. Han Jicheng was weaker than Lin Zi'an, so he was absolutely no match for Wang Xiao.1

"At least you can't cure me."

Wang Xiao said disapprovingly.

"You!"

Han Jicheng was furious, but he could not say anything for a long time. He could not do anything to Wang Xiao.

"The people from the Xuandu Academy seem to be preparing to leave the land of trials too!"

At this time, someone suddenly noticed another group of people rushing towards the entrance of the trial ground.

- The content came from [Miegu Reading]

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