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Chapter 636: I, Tang Zhong, Will Not Be Insulted!

Chapter 636: Chapter 636: I, Tang Zhong, Will Not Be Insulted!

When these words were spoken, everyone was stunned into silence.

No one had expected Long Aojue to say such things.

They suddenly remembered that Long Aojue had once been a person of Kunlun.

Long Aojue was holding the blade of the Kunlun Black Blade with his hand.

The sharp blade couldn’t harm Long Aojue’s body at all.

"Of course, not only is the Black Blade mine, but there’s also another important thing. Even if I let you chop at me now, you won’t be able to cut me!" Long Aojue said.

The Kunlun Black Blade, the town-guarding blade of Kunlun, was not inferior to those top ten famous blades. How could it possibly not cut through a person?

But those who were keen-sighted suddenly widened their pupils.

"Could it be...?"

"Impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

At this moment, Long Aojue suddenly released his hand, and the black blade’s light slashed straight down.

At the same time, Long Aojue’s face broke into a smile.

Those around who hadn’t seen any problem burst into laughter: "Haha, that Long Aojue is really foolish to actually let go of the blade!"

"That’s right, just wait. As soon as the Kunlun Black Blade slashes down, that person will definitely be dead without a doubt!"

"Exactly!"

Even the forces under Xiang Kunlun had become much stronger than before.

Now, consumed by hatred, he must kill the person in front of him.

At this time, the Black Blade had already fallen onto Long Aojue’s body, but the imagined scene where the body would be cut in half didn’t happen.

Instead, a clanging sound, like metal colliding, rang out.

The Black Blade had actually chopped onto Long Aojue’s body, but it seemed as if nothing had happened to him.

The blade hadn’t cut into his flesh at all.

This scene truly shocked everyone.

Xiang Kunlun was dumbfounded; the Black Blade couldn’t cut through the opponent’s body, which was an immense shock to him.

"How is this possible?"

Even Meng Wuxiang was stunned. He wouldn’t dare resist a slash from Xiang Kunlun so boldly. How could this person’s body be so formidable?

Is this a Grandmaster?

But soon, Meng Wuxiang’s expression turned ugly, recalling what Long Aojue had said earlier while repeating the word ’impossible’ to himself.

Because even if a Grandmaster’s body was strong, it couldn’t possibly withstand the Black Blade, unless, of course, one had surpassed the Grandmaster.

At this moment, Long Aojue looked at the shocked crowd, smiled, and said, "Because my strength is at the Martial Arts Peak!"

"What?" In that moment, everyone’s eyes widened as they looked at the distant Long Aojue.

All the Grandmasters present knew what Martial Arts Peak represented.

In the Martial Arts, Grandmasters are like dragons, while the Peak is likened to Celestial Beings, and the Martial Supreme is practically mythical.

A Martial Supreme emerges only once in a thousand years!

If that Long Aojue were truly at the Martial Arts Peak, then it would be the end for them; they simply could not match an opponent at the Martial Arts Peak.

In an instant, the Grandmasters present all backed down.

Grandmasters are like dragons because they haven’t seen someone with higher strength.

No matter what kind of Grandmaster you are, whether talented or powerful, when facing the Martial Arts Peak, there is only one road to death; that’s the rule.

Even Meng Wuxiang began to feel moved.

Xiang Kunlun didn’t believe it, gritting his teeth and saying, "I don’t believe this!"

If the opponent had reached the Martial Arts Peak, when would he be able to take his revenge?

He grabbed the Black Blade tightly, slashing at Long Aojue again, the blade now enveloped not only in dark energy but also in a scorching light.

It struck Long Aojue’s body once more.

This time, Long Aojue counterattacked with a punch.

In an instant, the punch landed squarely on the Black Blade.

The fist clashed forcefully with the Black Blade.

The sound of crackling resounded.

Cracks began to appear on the blade, which in the next second, shattered completely.

At the same time, another punch landed heavily on Xiang Kunlun’s body, sending him flying backwards, vomiting blood, and his body skidded along the ground for a long distance before coming to a stop, plowing a deep furrow into the ground.

"This..." The surrounding martial artists widened their eyes in disbelief. They couldn’t imagine how terrible Xiang Kunlun’s condition was, and if they faced Long Aojue, what would their fate be? They’d probably die a horrific death.

And what about Meng Wuxiang? At this point, everyone’s gaze turned to Meng Wuxiang, their last hope.

But then, they saw Long Aojue move, throwing a punch at Meng Wuxiang.

Meng Wuxiang hastily drew the Bagua symbol in front of his chest.

He had no chance to resist before the punch sent him flying backward, rolling on the ground, in utter disarray.

The number one on the Master List lost miserably just like that.

In that moment, the hearts of all the grandmasters turned cold.

A Grandmaster is indeed a Grandmaster, but when facing the Martial Arts Peak, they still stand no chance in battle.

After defeating the two men, Long Aojue brushed the dust off his shoulder with a laugh, looking at the grandmasters ahead with a casual demeanor, and said with a smile, "So these are the grandmasters of Xuan Country? Really, I have to say, everyone present is trash!"

Hearing this, the grandmasters who had fallen could only clench their fists tightly, feeling humiliated at how their country’s martial arts were being disrespected. But instantaneously, their fists relaxed, realizing they were powerless against a Martial Arts Peak.

Meng Wuxiang, who had never been called trash before and had always been seen as a genius, looked at Long Aojue and gritted his teeth, "Long Aojue, don’t be arrogant. Xuan Country is not without its Martial Arts Peaks!"

"I know there are, but do you think they dare to come? I’ve been at Mount Hua for quite some time now, have you seen any of them show up?" Long Aojue asked with a laugh.

The crowd then realized this fact.

Not a single Sect Leader had shown up.

Long Aojue continued with a smile, "Because they all know me too well. If they dare to send one, I will immediately massacre all of you. After all, you are my hostages. So, they dare not come, they don’t dare to take the risk. You are the hope of Xuan Country’s martial arts, and with the hope of your country’s martial arts in my hands, they are helpless!"

Hearing this, the expressions of the group of grandmasters turned even uglier.

Is there really no way out?

"Of course, there is still one way. I want Tang Zhong. If you can bring me Tang Zhong, I might consider letting you go. If he doesn’t come, I will kill you all, until he shows up!" Long Aojue said with a smile.

Tang Zhong!

Many martial artists, upon hearing this name, clenched their teeth tightly.

Clearly, Long Aojue had come to kill this person named Tang Zhong.

But this Tang Zhong, whom the entire martial arts community had been talking wildly about, had yet to appear, making him a coward.

They had to choose to save themselves.

After all, they were the hope of Xuan Country’s martial arts. If they died, the martial arts of Xuan Country would be finished.

On the martial arts forum, the criticisms about Tang Zhong became even harsher.

"Tang Zhong, you coward..."

"Tang Zhong, you waste, unworthy of being called a grandmaster!"

More posts kept appearing on the screen, with even more detestable words.

"Tang Zhong, I know you’re a coward, but if sacrificing yourself could save other grandmasters of Xuan Country, it would be worth it!"

"Tang Zhong, go to Mount Hua and meet your death!"

Meanwhile, at the foot of Mount Hua.

Tang Zhong and Li Linglong had arrived.

On his phone, Tang Zhong had already seen all the comments on the forum, his face darkening slightly.

Li Linglong, upon seeing these comments, clenched his fists tightly.

"Damn it, this bunch of bastards, why don’t we just not go to Mount Hua?" he said.

"We have to go," Tang Zhong responded, looking toward the distant mountain.

"But how can this bunch of bastards talk like that?" Li Linglong said.

"I don’t care what they say. I only know that if someone insults me... that Long Aojue, I will kill!" Tang Zhong stated indifferently.

"Insults, my heavens, don’t tell me you’re here to kill him just because Long Aojue insulted you!" Li Linglong exclaimed in disbelief.

"Yes, a Grandmaster should not be insulted, and I, Tang Zhong, certainly will not stand for it," Tang Zhong declared.