Unrivaled Martial Emperor-Chapter 975 - Slapping Zhuge Yan!

His words were clear: No one can protect you. And “no one” included Zhuge Yan himself.

How domineering, how overpowering!

Huang Wuji gave that feeling to everyone.

Many speculated about his origins—unleashing his Legendary realm pressure to suppress Zhuge Yan’s trusted aides was a blatant slap to the face.

Zhuge Yan wanted to humiliate Zhuge Mingyue, but Huang Wuji helped her slap Zhuge Yan back.

Under Huang Wuji’s Legendary realm pressure, those armored soldiers felt as if an ancient divine mountain was pressing down on them; their breathing became rugged. Their countenance turned pale as they struggled to breathe.

They stood on Zhuge Yan’s side and were well aware of his intentions. Thus, they ignored Zhuge Mingyue’s status and tried to intimidate her, sure that Zhuge Yan had their backs.

But now, their hearts were filled with horror.

They couldn’t withstand the pressure of a Legendary realm apex expert.

Furthermore, Huang Wuji’s words were incomparably domineering, overflowing with killing intent. Those weren’t empty threats.

Zhuge Yan’s expression became incomparably ugly. He had failed to humiliate Zhuge Mingyue and even got slapped back by her guests.

Boom, boom!

Two Legendary realm apex experts on Zhuge Yan’s side unleashed their terrifying pressure, trying to suppress Huang Wuji. Both parties’ auras collided fiercely in the air.

Unfortunately, those in the same realm could never suppress a Peerless Peak freak. His overwhelming aura forced them two steps back. They groaned, their faces filled with shock.

Zhuge Yan’s pupils also contracted violently.

The two Legends on his side were both in the Lesser Legendary realm. One of them was from the Prince Jing Mansion, while the other was his senior brother.

Still, they had failed to shake Huang Wuji and were instead pushed back. Unbelievable!

Huang Wuji ignored them and said coldly, “If you’re a servant, then act like one. Just because you have a backer, did you think you could bare your fangs? It seems you don’t know the meaning of death.”

As his voice fell, Huang Wuji’s terrifying aura crashed down, forcing them to spew blood before he casually withdrew it— as if nothing had happened.

The armored soldiers trembled violently, their faces ghastly pale. Gasping for air, their legs gave out beneath them.

Zhuge Yan’s expression became even uglier. The “backer” Huang Wuji mentioned was him and the Prince Jing Mansion.

Just as the atmosphere grew tense, Zhuge Mingyue, seated at the head, turned to Lin Xian’er. “Saintess, please take a seat.”

“Alright.” Lin Xian’er nodded and sat next to Zhuge Mingyue.

Zhuge Yan’s expression was hideous.

All of his schemes were foiled in a flash, and he was even ruthlessly slapped in the face. Raging flames of anger burned in his eyes.

Still, no matter how angry he was, he had to endure it.

Had Huang Wuji and the others been ordinary people, he wouldn’t have hesitated since the Sun Moon Divine Sect had his back.

But they were academy disciples. If he wanted to act, he had to weigh the consequences.

Yet, Zhuge Yan was no ordinary figure. He swiftly suppressed his fury and took a seat below Zhuge Mingyue.

The others took their seats one after another, and the atmosphere finally loosened up.

“Saintess, our nine battle platforms see constant duels. Warriors challenge each other—or even our imperial clan’s fighters. Experts from all cultivation realms fight on these nine battle platforms. Anyone can take the opportunity to show off their strength and enter the spotlight.

“Innumerable figures have risen to fame in a single battle in our Holy Spirit Ancient Nation’s history. Some of them even became pillars of our nation afterward,” Zhuge Yan introduced Lin Xian’er with a smile.

Lin Xian’er’s expression was indifferent as she looked downwards.

The fights on the battle platforms were very intense. There were indeed quite a few outstanding figures. The experts in the middle battle platform seemed especially powerful.

Zhuge Yan noticed Lin Xian’er’s gaze and explained, “The three battle platforms in the middle are the ten-victory battle platform, fifty-victory battle platform, and hundred-victory battle platform.

“Only those who have won ten, fifty, or a hundred consecutive battles, respectively, are qualified to step on those platforms. Those three platforms attract the most eyeballs.”

Although Zhuge Mingyue sat in the main seat, he still seemed to be the host here.

“The combat prowess of those on the hundred-victory battle platform is tremendous, but now and then, true monsters emerge. They not only step onto the hundred-victory platform but even challenge other hundred-victory experts. Our imperial clan would directly recruit such people,” said Zhuge Mingyue, her tone calm.

“The Holy Spirit Ancient Nation had stood strong for ten thousand years. Your customs toward the path of martial arts are admirable,” Lin Xian’er replied.

A strange glint flickered in Zhuge Mingyue’s eyes.

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Zhuge Yan had been eagerly speaking, jumping from topic to topic, yet Lin Xian’er remained indifferent, barely saying a word. But now, she had responded properly to Zhuge Mingyue.

Zhuge Yan’s eyes immediately darkened, and a cold glint shone.

He racked his brains trying to win Lin Xian’er’s favor but failed to get even half a sentence from her.

Meanwhile, Zhuge Mingyue effortlessly received a proper response, making him inwardly seethe. Even so, he would not dare to show it.

After all, Lin Xian’er’s identity was special. Her stunning beauty could topple cities, like a celestial fairy. Her status and position were in no way inferior to his.