Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
No one ever made up outlandish stories on their own.
When the imaginations of a group of people ran wild together, the holes in their brains would often get bigger and bigger until it eventually turned into a voidâ¦
The Ten Generals had proven this with a practical demonstration.
A few minutes later, the Ten Generals, who were still on standby in the immortal warship and represented by General Yi, had the following conversation with Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal, who was in the machine room.
âYour Excellency Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal, may I ask, when will we be going on stage?â General Yi asked meekly.
For a moment, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was slow to react, as he felt that this sentence somehow seemed a little odd, but he still replied, âGeneral Yi and the other generals, please wait a little longer. Youâll go on stage after the end of the exhibition match. Weâre still warming up, and we must make sure the atmosphere is right before you show up!â
âYour Excellency Senior Immortal, youâre too polite. Weâre just following ordersâ¦â General Yi laughed. âActually, more than half of us Ten Generals are already retired. Currently, the major matters in Huaxiu Alliance are mostly handled by Explosion Saint General Bai and Wisdom Saint President Qi. The rest of us just do what we can in our old age.â
âHa ha ha, General Yi, youâre too modest!â Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal said.
General Yi: âYour Excellency Senior Immortal, donât call me General Yi⦠Just call me Old Yi! Weâre already familiar with each other, donât stand on ceremony!â
âOld Yi⦠is that appropriate?â
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was blank. He felt that there was something a little strange about General Yi. âIsnât this a little impolite?ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âNothing wrong with it. Or you can directly call me Little Yiyi or Little Little Yi from now on!â
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal sucked in a cold breath of air. â⦠Then, Iâll call you Brother Yi⦠okay?â
âBrother Yi? Mm, thatâs good, too!â
General Yi had thought it over. Since he was trying to cotton up to Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal, the form of address should naturally change first. The latter calling him general was too much like an outsider! Now that they called each other brother, it did sound like they were a lot closer!
âFrom now on, Your Excellency Senior Immortal, donât treat us as outsiders. You call us Ten Generals brothers, itâs fine. As for Medicine Saint Luo Qiuhuai, you can call her Sis Luo.â
âSis⦠Luo?â
Wait a minute!
When Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal heard this, he finally realized what wasnât right.
Just now, it seemed that General Yi had called him Your Excellency Senior Immortalâ¦
Wrong!
What was going on?!
Why were the Ten Generals suddenly addressing him so respectfully?!
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal clutched his head, feeling like his brain had been hit with a âduangâ and was hurting badly.
âGeneral Yi⦠oh, no, Brother Yi, is there something you want to say to me?â Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal asked.
General Yi laughed. âNo, no, I just think that weâll be closer this way. After all, our Huaxiu Alliance and the Office of Strategic Deception have a very special relationship now, like parents whose daughter is about to get married.â
âBrother Yi, this analogyâ¦â Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal found himself actually loss for words.
âMy analogy is very fitting! I havenât finished! What I mean is that our Huaxiu Alliance is the couple, and the Office of Strategic Deception is the daughter about to be married, and we, the Ten Generals, are her dowry maids!â
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: ââ¦â
Little Silver: ââ¦â
Loopy Toad: ââ¦â
At the same time, the arena challenge on stage had turned red hot.
After the twelve Earth-level sect leadersâ defeat, three Sky-level sect leaders had already come up to fight one by one.
It could only be said that they were in the end Sky-level sect leaders who each had their own pride and were unwilling to associate with othersâ¦
But the truth was that after the sweeping defeat of the twelve Earth-level sect leaders, whom many of the reporters below the stage continued to take photos of and write about, a lot of the Sky-level sect leaders, who had initially intended to form groups to take up the challenge, abandoned the idea of teaming up.
If they went up and then wound up leaving the stage in the same way as the twelve Earth-level sect leaders, it would definitely be humiliating once the news got out!
So, it was better for them to fight one-on-one. Even if they lost, they could say that they werenât themselves today.
But even as the three Sky-level sect leaders stepped into the arena for the challenge, none of them gave satisfying performances.
This Crispy Noodles Dao Monarch was really too strongâ¦
In five short minutes, the three challengers were sent off the stage.
The audience present only heard three wretched cries.
âAh ya!â
âOw!â
âHurts, hurts, hurts!â
All the reporters: ââ¦â
The last cry of pain was from the sect leader of Sand Sculpture Sect, which was a Sky-level sixth-class sect.
Sand Sculpture Sect had been doing well the last two years, relying on its secret sand and stone construction technique to make a name for itself. Not only could this technique be used to construct buildings, it could be used in battle. A lot of civil engineering university graduates joined Sand Sculpture Sect, and many who came out of the sect became outstanding architects.
As the sect leader who was in control, Sect Leader Ni (full name: Ni Ailuo) of Sand Sculpture Sect naturally had strength that one couldnât look down on.
On stage, Sect Leader Ni had straightaway unleashed his killer move â Sand Sculpture Funeral 1 !!
The rubble inside the arena instantly crumbled into fine powder, which ultimately coalesced into two dragons that appeared abruptly out of the ground to twine around Crispy Noodles Dao Monarchâs ankles, trapping him firmly in place.
What a terrifying move!
The thick, earth-colored dragons made of sand climbed up around his ankles, as if fusing the lower half of Crispy Noodles Dao Monarchâs body with the arena, so that he was unable to move at all. And the scariest thing was what followed after this spell was successfully cast!
Almost everyone could sense a tremendous amount of spirit power molecules coalescing continuously within the sand. The earth dragons created by the âSand Sculpture Funeralâ actually absorbed spirit qi from deep in the earthâs veins and broke it down into fine spirit power molecules.
âSect Master Ni doesnât have to expend much spirit energy at all with this move. This spirit power is extracted entirely from the earthâs veins. Once it reaches a certain amount, Sect Master Ni just needs to give a slight nudge, and Crispy Noodles Dao Monarchâs legs might as well be crippledâ¦â Lu Youming analyzed below the stage.
But he didnât say anything too definitive.
Because he didnât see any sign of panic on Crispy Noodles Dao Monarchâs face.
The next moment, Sect Master Ni clasped his hands behind his back and stared at Crispy Noodles Dao Monarch. âDao Monarch, you now have two choices: 1. If you surrender of your own accord, Iâll send you out of the arena with dignity. 2. Your legs will be broken. But donât worry, Iâll control my strength, and make sure to snap them rather than blow them apart, so you can reattach them later.â
âSect Master Ni seems very confident.â
Crispy Noodles Dao Monarch chuckled, and in the next moment, his expression suddenly turned serious.
Fixing his gaze on the earth dragons wrapped around his lower body, he boomed, âYou, donât touch me.â
Several microseconds later, the earth dragons directly retreated back into the groundâ¦