"You seem to think I'm invisible!" Gu Wei's cold voice rang out, her terrifying aura surging, as if she was about to attack at any moment.
"Little Friend Gu, don't be like this!"
At this moment, Huntuo stepped forward, smiling as he said to Gu Wei, "The Ancestral King of the Wind and Thunder Clan is just momentarily angered. What he said just now was just words of anger, not to be taken seriously."
After speaking, he turned to look at the Ancestral King of the Wind and Thunder Clan, and said, "Why don't you quickly apologize to Little Friend Zhao Tie? If everyone were such a sore loser in this life-and-death competition, would it even continue?"
"Great Saint Huntuo, are you even helping the human race?" The Ancestral King of the Wind and Thunder Clan looked at Huntuo in disbelief.
Huntuo said, "Harmony brings wealth. Little Friend Zhao Tie followed the rules of the competition. What's wrong with that?"
The Ancestral King of the Wind and Thunder Clan's expression was incredibly gloomy. It wasn't your clan's prince who died, so you can say it so lightly, talking about harmony brings wealth? Bah!
"I will make you pay the price."
The Ancestral King of the Wind and Thunder Ancient Clan glanced coldly at Zhao Tie before turning to leave, but Gu Wei stopped him.
"What do you want to do?" The Ancestral King of the Wind and Thunder Ancient Clan asked.
"Send you on your way!"
Without another word, Gu Wei directly used her original divine technique, striking this Ancestral King, who only possessed the strength of a Saint, with a palm.
With a "boom," the Ancestral King's body was devoured by the void, decomposed into the most original essence of heaven and earth by some power.
"Little Friend Gu, you... alas!"
Seeing this, Great Saint Huntuo could only sigh helplessly. At the same time, he glared at the original location of the Ancestral King of the Wind and Thunder Clan. I already advised you. Even if you wanted revenge, you didn't have to say it, right? What was the point?
The other ancient clans' gazes towards Gu Wei also changed.
Gu Wei coldly stared at the numerous ancient clans, saying in a cold voice, "If anything similar happens again, I will exterminate one of your clans."
Gu Wei thought for a moment and continued, "If I can't do it, I'll go back and ask for help!"
"..."
"Boss, are all the Gu family members this awesome?" On the cloud, the Golden Ancient Emperor said in surprise. He naturally knew Gu Wei. During his time at the Gu family, Gu Wei even served him tea. He always thought of this little girl, who was only three thousand years old, as a quiet and virtuous girl. Now, looking at her, my god, she's even more domineering than the boss. The boss doesn't even have the habit of exterminating clans at every turn. She even said she'd ask for help if she couldn't win. Isn't the person she's asking for the boss?
Gu Changsheng chuckled, very satisfied with Gu Wei's strong performance.
"If my Gu family isn't awesome, are we supposed to let others be awesome?" Gu Changsheng said.
"..."
You're strong, you're right. I can't argue with you! But does this Ancestral King of the Wind and Thunder Ancient Clan have something wrong with his brain? He actually dares to threaten a human genius in this kind of situation. He's really tired of living.
"That's not right, Boss. Isn't this the start of that old guy Huntuo's bad luck? And this Ancestral King of the Wind and Thunder Ancient Clan is the unlucky one?" The Golden Ancient Emperor asked in confusion.
Gu Changsheng nodded, saying, "This old guy's strength is too low. The upper limit is only being able to kill Quasi-Emperors. If his cultivation is raised to Quasi-Emperor, Great Emperor, or even stronger, there might be unexpected effects."
"Boss, you're not thinking of using him as an experiment, are you?" The Golden Ancient Emperor said with a strange expression.
Gu Changsheng nodded, saying, "The old guy doesn't have much lifespan left. I'm helping him extend his life."
"Then he's really lucky!" The Golden Ancient Emperor looked at Great Saint Huntuo below with incredibly pitiful eyes. You've caused countless people to suffer misfortune and fall over the years. This time, it's your bad luck to be targeted by the boss.
...
"I hope everyone won't let this kind of situation happen again later," Great Saint Huntuo said amiably.
The remaining members of the Wind and Thunder Ancient Clan glared at Gu Wei with extreme resentment, but they dared not speak out, fearing that Gu Wei would really massacre the Wind and Thunder Clan.
"Continue!" Gu Wei said coldly, then looked at Zhao Tie and asked, "Are you able to fight again?"
Zhao Tie shook his head. He didn't force himself. He had used all his strength in the previous battle with Fenglei Tianjiang. Although he had won, the spiritual power in his body had long been exhausted. Even with the supplement of pills, his energy, spirit, and essence couldn't be replenished in a short time, so he didn't choose to fight again.
Gu Wei nodded gently. She naturally saw Zhao Tie's condition. At the same time, she also admired this Zhao Tie from a small sect. He was mature, steady, and knew when to advance and retreat. Hmm, she had to see which girl in her family had grown up and introduce them. As for whether it would work out, that was another matter.
In the following battles, the ancient clans only sent out little-known young geniuses. On the academy's side, no descendants of immortal forces came forward to fight. The matches weren't as exciting as the match between Zhao Tie and Fenglei Tianjiang. In the next few matches, two human geniuses fell, while none of the ancient clans fell.
This result caused the morale of the ancient clans, which had been hit by the fall of Fenglei Tianjiang, to rise again.
The Dean's expression was not good when she saw two of her students fall. Although she had prepared to see this scene, her heart was bleeding as their teacher.
"Who else!"
The ancient clan youth, who had just won a battle, looked arrogantly at the academy crowd. He held a large saber in his hand, and the blade was stained with scarlet blood.
"Too arrogant, Boss, I'll be right back."
Xuan Mingzi couldn't stand it anymore. He took a step forward and arrived in front of the opponent.
When he appeared, Yin Yangzi said to Bei Weiwei beside him on a certain ark, "Weiwei, look, he is your senior brother, Xuan Mingzi."
Bei Weiwei looked at Xuan Mingzi, who was wearing a Yin Yang Daoist robe, and a trace of envy appeared in her eyes. In her opinion, those who could enter the academy were the most outstanding geniuses of the human race.
"Who are you?"
The saber-wielding ancient clan youth asked in a cold voice.
"My surname is Ye, my name is Ye, what do you think?" Xuan Mingzi asked rhetorically.
"Ye Ye?"
"Hey, grandson, although you still have a bit of an accent, Grandpa doesn't blame you. I'll correct your accent!" Xuan Mingzi laughed.
"You're courting death!" The ancient clan youth's face instantly filled with anger.
"You're the one who's going to die!"
Xuan Mingzi snorted coldly, his figure flashed, and the next moment he appeared behind the opponent.
"So fast!" The ancient clan youth was shocked. He wanted to turn around and meet the attack, but suddenly felt a pain in his chest. He looked down and saw a fist-sized wound in his chest, with blood flowing straight out.
"How could you be so strong?" He asked in disbelief, then his life force quickly disappeared.
"Nonsense, if I didn't have some skills, how could I hang out with the boss?" Xuan Mingzi sneered. In their five-person team, Li Ruoyu and Xia Wuji were both descendants of immortal forces, while Bai Yifei was the mysterious next-generation Heavenly Mystery Child of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion. Not to mention the boss, Li Beifei, his masters were at least Quasi-Emperor experts, and there were countless Nine-Revolution Life-Extending Pills. If he wasn't strong, how could he be embarrassed to hang out in this team?
As the saying goes, you can slack off, but you can't really be a slacker!
