Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Gong Qianteng’s huge body backed away and he staggered a few steps before falling to land on the ground, remaining still.
While the boy so small that he almost drowned in leaves stood steadily in a spot not far away from him.
He didn’t move a single step.
His cold expression didn’t even change.
He retracted his white, tender small hands slowly and looked at Gong Qianteng with his ice blue eyes.
Then suddenly, he opened his pink, tender mouth and said clearly with his pleasant voice, “Paper tiger! Waste!”
Hulala—
Everyone was dead silent; only the sound of the wind blowing leaves reverberated around.
Even Luo Beiyu and his people forgot to mock the opponent; they merely stared at the four-year-old boy in shock with wide-open eyes as if he was a monster!
Holy sh*t! They knew the Young Senior Martial Brother was powerful and he could easily defeat the head guard who was at the Mystic Level.
But they would never expect that he could resist Gong Qianteng without losing any ground.
Furthermore, the Mystic aura Xiaobao used just now was absolutely stronger than Gong Qianteng’s.
Could it be… he had reached the high stage of the Earth Level or even higher?
Could… could it be he was at the Sky Level?!!
Luo Beiyu opened his mouth wide and couldn’t close it for a long time.
When Gong Qianteng reacted, he was also completely shocked and didn’t believe it!
He lost to a four-year-old kid in a competition of Mystic aura?!
How was that possible?!
“B*stard! I’ll kill you!” Gong Qianteng pulled out the knife around his waist and poured his Mystic power into it crazily then struck toward Xiaobao ferociously.
Luo Beiyu panicked again!
Gong Qianteng was using a weapon while Xiaobao didn’t have anything in his hands, which was far too dangerous!
He pulled out his sword hurriedly and was about to throw it to Xiaobao.
However, just as Gong Qianteng’s knife was about to fall from high in the air, Xiaobao, who had been standing where he was, suddenly disappeared.
His small figure turned into a ghostly image and began to circle around Gong Qianteng.
Gong Qianteng’s knife rose and fell over and over again, yet it couldn’t even touch Xiaobao’s clothes.
“Ahhhhh!” Gong Qianteng gradually ran out of patience and began to go crazy, completely losing all reason. The Mystic aura in his body also began to spill like flood water rushing out of a dam.
A moment later, his forehead was already oozing with sweat.
Also at that moment, Xiaobao stopped right behind Gong Qianteng.
He pushed out his small palm toward the important part of Gong Qianteng’s back, and the thick Mystic aura immediately formed into a sharp edge, stabbing Gong Qianteng’s body fiercely.
“Ahh!” Gong Qianteng fell to the ground with a miserable scream. His body gave a violent convulsion and he passed out completely.
The wild wind died down slowly and the leaves fell with the dust.
The crowd sank into an eerie silence again.
“Damn!” Gong Qianteng’s people came to their senses suddenly. “Your Highness!”
They were about to rush over to save their prince when they saw a pair of tender feet stepping on Gong Qianteng’s unconscious face slowly.
Muyan stepped on Gong Qianteng’s face and said unhurriedly, “My Mystic power breath is very unsteady, and if you take one more step, I’m not sure if I’ll accidentally crush your Highness’s head like a gourd.”
So they had to stop and look at Muyan then at Xiaobao with surprise, anger, fear…
They didn’t understand.
Why would their prince, an Earth-Level Warrior, lose to a four-year-old kid?!