43: Ants fighting, Nannan's ridicule

"You long-tongued ugly monster! If you dare to say one more word, believe it or not, I, your Senior Sister, will tear your mouth apart!"

Nanny's shout, clear, loud, and carrying an unruly domineering Aura, instantly caused a huge commotion around the Hua Mountain Sword Tournament stage, like a giant rock smashing into a calm lake!

The Emei Sect female Disciple who was cursed turned green instantly, trembling with anger, and her long sword was pulled out with a 'clang'.

"Where did this wild girl come from! You don't know death! Watch as I don't cut off your tongue!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she was about to rush forward with her sword.

"Junior Sister, no!" Cloud Mirage's face changed, and she reached out to stop her, but her gaze towards Xiao Huohuo became even colder, as if to say: Look at the kind of people you associate with!

Xiao Huohuo's heart instantly sank to the bottom, his fists clenched tightly, filled with both the emotion of being defended by Nanny and an unspeakable humiliation.

Qin Jiu's scalp tingled even more, his head spinning. Oh, my little Ancestor, you're really afraid that things won't get big enough!

"What? Is there no one left in the Emei Sect? You're cursed by a three-year-old girl and don't dare to fight back?"

On the other side, in the Quanzhen Sect camp, Zhao Zhijing, who had been dealt with by Ding Minjun before, popped up again, fanning the flames with a sarcastic Yin and Yang tone.

"I think this little girl is quite a match for that good-for-nothing; they're both of the same ilk!"

"How dare you curse my Xiao Huohuo?!" Nanny's big eyes instantly turned red upon hearing this, her small mouth pouted, and a terrifying Qi began to brew within her tiny body.

Oh no!

Qin Jiu's heart skipped a beat, so scared that his Soul almost flew out!

He had personally witnessed this little Ancestor's power! If she really started fighting, let alone these few Martial Forest individuals, even the entire Hua Mountain would probably suffer!

Just at this critical moment!

"All of you—shut up!"

Two thunderous roars, like claps of thunder, exploded simultaneously from different directions, carrying two vast, boundless, and terrifying pressures far exceeding ordinary Grandmaster, descending from the sky!

One, with an immortal-like bearing, majestic as a prison!

The other, with a solemn and dignified appearance, cold as ice!

It was none other than Master Qiu Chuji, the Sect Head of Quanzhen Sect, and Master Abbess Jingxuan, the Sect Head of Emei Sect, who had just arrived to preside over the situation!

"Master!"

"Sect Head!"

Seeing this, the Disciples of both sects felt a chill in their hearts, bowing their heads in salute, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Master Abbess Jingxuan's cold gaze, like two sharp swords, fiercely glared at the talkative female Disciple, then fell upon Cloud Mirage, her voice clear and cold: "Control your Junior Sister, the Hua Mountain Sword Tournament is imminent at the peak of Hua Mountain. Do not cause more trouble and let others make a joke of us!"

"Disciple... I obey." Cloud Mirage bit her red lips lightly, lowering her proud head.

Master Qiu Chuji, on the other hand, glared fiercely at Zhao Zhijing, his eyes seeming to say: "I'll settle the score with you later!"

The forceful intervention of the two Grandmasters finally managed to suppress a farce that was about to erupt.

...

As the sun rose high, its light dispelled the thin mist on the mountain peak.

"Dong—!"

A long and distant bell chime resonated throughout the entire peak of Hua Mountain.

It's starting!

The highly anticipated Hua Mountain Sword Tournament officially began!

On the tournament stage, five figures stood proudly, their Qi restrained but already causing the heavens and earth to change color.

Eastern Heretic Huang Yaoshi, in a green robe with a jade flute, stood aloof from the world.

Western Venom Ouyang Feng, in white clothes with an ancient zither, was cold and ruthless.

Southern Emperor Duan Zhixing, clad in a Dragon robe, was majestic and peaceful.

Northern Beggar Hong Qigong, disheveled and untidy, exuded heroic spirit.

Central Divine Wang Chongyang, with crane hair and a youthful face, had an Aura as deep as an abyss.

The Five Supremes gathered, representing the highest combat power in the current Martial Forest!

"Heh heh, five years unseen, everyone's demeanor remains the same." Western Venom Ouyang Feng spoke first, his hoarse laughter sending shivers down one's spine, "I just wonder, Wang Chongyang, you old Daoist, can you still hold onto the title of the world's number one this year!"

"Amitabha." Southern Emperor Duan Zhixing uttered a Buddhist chant, "Master Ouyang's temper is still so fiery. We are both people with one foot in the coffin, why bother fighting and killing for this empty fame."

"Emperor Duan Zhixing, I, this old beggar, don't like to hear that!" Hong Qigong took a big gulp of wine, wiped his mouth, "Fighting is so much fun! Without fighting, what's the point of living? Old Heretic Huang, don't you agree?"

Huang Yaoshi snorted coldly, too lazy to even lift his eyelids, and just said indifferently: "A bunch of fools."

"Enough."

Wang Chongyang, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, finally opened them.

Those eyes were as still as an ancient well, yet seemed to contain the stars and the Universe.

"More words are useless."

"Let's see the true skill under our hands!"

Before he finished speaking!

Boom!

Five distinct, yet equally powerful Auras, collided violently in the center of the tournament stage!

There were no flashy Moves, just the purest competition of Qi!

Centered on the tournament stage, within a hundred-zhang radius, the air seemed to be sucked out and distorted, forming a visible vortex of Qi!

The crowd below felt an indescribable terrifying pressure rushing towards them. Those with weaker cultivation were already pale, spitting blood, and retreating repeatedly!

"This... Is this the strength of the Five Supremes?!" Xiao Huohuo watched, his mind swaying, deeply shocked.

With such power, moving mountains and filling seas would probably be no more than this!

However...

"Is that all?"

A childish voice, soft and milky, filled with confusion and... deep disdain, suddenly rang out.

Nanny, riding on Qin Jiu's neck, dangled her two short legs, pouted her small mouth, and put the last sunflower seed into her mouth.

"It's not even as loud as my Master's sneeze."

"Five people standing so far apart, like farting, pushing each other back and forth, what's there to see?"

"So boring!"

The voice wasn't loud, but everyone present was sharp-eared and keen-eyed!

Especially the five on the stage, who were at the critical moment of Qi confrontation, how sensitive their perception was!

In an instant!

Five gazes, as if capable of piercing the Soul, simultaneously, like five peerless Divine Ability, broke through the Void Realm, shooting straight towards Nanny's direction!

The entire peak of Hua Mountain instantly fell into a deathly silence!

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