novelraw Chapter 942 - 942 Yun Xiaohei's Resentment
Chapter 942 - 942 Yun Xiaohei's Resentment
Originally, Li Jiuming had been thinking of using Jun Xiaoyao as a whetstone.
Well, now he himself had become the whetstone instead.
No……
Perhaps he didn't even qualify to be a whetstone.
Because Jun Xiaoyao had never even bothered to take him seriously.
To be used as Jun Xiaoyao's whetstone, one would need to be at least at the level of the Seven Minor Emperors.
Like that Dark Sequence who had been slain by Jun Xiaoyao in the Heavenly Tomb — only someone of that caliber was worthy of being Jun Xiaoyao's whetstone.
All the prodigies present still hadn't recovered from the shock in their hearts.
After all, what they had witnessed today had genuinely upended their understanding of things.
Defeating opponents of the same level was one thing.
But to actually cut down a Supreme in reverse — that was something else entirely.
"The Chaos Physique, truly peerless and unmatched."
Even Elder Mu couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and at the same time felt a measure of delight.
The War God Academy had managed to recruit such a promising talent.
And he had also built a bit of goodwill with the Chaos Physique.
"Fourth Sister, see? I told you there was nothing to worry about with our teacher……"
Tushan Chunchun proudly puffed out her flat chest, wearing an expression of reflected glory.
However, she received no response from Tushan Wanwan.
Tushan Chunchun turned her head to look, only to find that Tushan Wanwan's pretty face was flushed crimson, her breathing rapid.
Her beautiful eyes shimmered with a brilliance unlike anything seen before.
That expression of hers actually carried a hint of someone utterly lovestruck.
"So amazing, if I could spar and exchange pointers with him……" Tushan Wanwan's heart was beating very fast.
She was a martial fanatic through and through, and she revered the supremacy of strength above all else.
The more powerful and extraordinary a prodigy was, the more they captured her attention.
And right now, without a doubt, she had already been captivated by Jun Xiaoyao.
Tushan Chunchun suddenly wrinkled her delicate nose.
She sensed a faint whiff of dangerous competition in the air.
However, neither of them noticed.
Behind them, Yun Xiaohei watched Tushan Wanwan's expression and felt an uncomfortable sensation rise in his heart.
"The Princess has never shown an expression like that before," Yun Xiaohei said quietly to himself.
He looked again toward that white-robed young man who commanded everyone's attention, peerless in bearing, and a flash of hostility suddenly crossed his eyes.
Though he was self-aware enough to know that it was impossible for him to share any special relationship with Tushan Wanwan.
Still, he didn't want to see Tushan Wanwan develop any kind of relationship with another man.
In his heart, Tushan Wanwan would always be that noble, proud flower blooming high on an unreachable peak.
And yet now, this flower had actually shown such an expression toward a man.
No wonder Yun Xiaohei felt uncomfortable inside.
Over on the other side, having personally slain a Supreme, Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained utterly calm.
A Supreme like Elder Du was considered weak even among Supremes.
Jun Xiaoyao had no reason to feel any sense of complacency.
His gaze swept back toward Li Jiuming.
Li Jiuming's expression grew unnatural, and he instinctively took a few steps back.
That small movement left the surrounding prodigies stunned.
What did it signify?
It signified that Li Jiuming had instinctively developed a sense of fear toward Jun Xiaoyao!
One had to know that Li Jiuming was the young lord of an imperial clan, ranked among the top three in combat power among the Ten Great Heavenly Kings!
A top-tier foreign prodigy of that caliber actually feeling fear toward another person.
This was something that would have been unimaginable in the past.
"The Chaos Physique is truly about to shake all Ten Great Provinces." Many prodigies were sighing inwardly.
Jun Xiaoyao calmly withdrew his gaze.
Killing a Supreme had already been enough to establish his authority.
If he were to kill Li Jiuming and the others in public right now, it would bring no small amount of trouble.
After all, Li Jiuming's identity was different from that of the Flame Prince, Kong Qianqian, and the others.
Those royal clans, even the top-tier ones, might have some reservations because of the so-called Immortal King said to stand behind him.
But the Mingzhao Imperial Clan would not be so restrained.
And only Jun Xiaoyao himself knew.
The so-called Immortal King behind him was nothing more than a sealed deity's malevolent will.
"No rush, there will be plenty of chances to kill them later."
Jun Xiaoyao's gaze swept across Li Jiuming and the other four Heavenly King-level prodigies as he silently thought to himself.
In his eyes, these foreign elites were nothing more than pigs and dogs waiting to be slaughtered.
When he eventually headed to the Borderlands, he would naturally have the opportunity to wipe them out.
No need to rush.
Seeing Jun Xiaoyao withdraw his gaze.
Li Jiuming and the others instinctively let out a breath of relief.
Though their lives had been spared, their expressions were still far from pleasant.
One could easily imagine that, barring any accidents, Jun Xiaoyao would command enormous prestige within the War God Academy going forward.
"Among the Ten Great Heavenly Kings, who else could be his match? I wonder if the first-ranked Prince of the Other Shore would stand a chance?"
"At worst, only the slumbering Emperor's Sons emerging from seclusion could keep him in check." Li Jiuming thought to himself.
With those slumbering Emperor's Sons yet to appear, there was no doubt that Jun Xiaoyao would be the undisputed leader of the War God Academy.
"Ha ha, young friend's strength has truly been a real eye-opener. Surely no one will question young friend's right to the title of Quasi War God now."
Elder Mu laughed heartily, his demeanor even warmer and more amiable than before.
No one in the surrounding crowd raised any objections — all were thoroughly convinced.
And many of the women present had eyes sparkling with admiration as they gazed at Jun Xiaoyao, their expressions filled with longing.
"By the way, young friend, come with me to the inner courtyard — one of the ancient supreme elders wishes to meet you as well." Elder Mu said with a chuckle.
Jun Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow slightly.
An ancient supreme elder of the War God Academy wanted to see him?
This was not exactly good news for Jun Xiaoyao.
After all, the ancient supreme elders of the War God Academy were at minimum Chaos Dao Venerables.
Some were even Quasi-Immortals or true Immortals.
Those figures possessed extraordinary strength and vision alike.
Trying to perform or conceal anything in front of them would be extremely difficult.
Most people, just upon meeting them, would likely feel their hearts quaking and their bodies trembling.
Let alone trying to deceive them.
"Alright." Jun Xiaoyao gave a calm nod.
His composure was no small thing.
Besides, Jun Xiaoyao had never lacked for perspective since he was young — what great figures, what grand occasions hadn't he seen?
Even when facing the Mythical Azure Emperor, he had been able to remain perfectly at ease.
To say nothing of the academy's ancient supreme elders.
Just as Jun Xiaoyao was about to follow Elder Mu and leave.
A clear, somewhat hesitant voice rang out.
"This young master, I wonder if Wanwan might have the honor of sparring and exchanging pointers with you someday?"
The one who spoke was none other than Tushan Wanwan.
She was unusually nervous, her heart fluttering with anxiety as she looked toward Jun Xiaoyao.
After all, Jun Xiaoyao's bearing was far too transcendent, as though nothing in the world could touch him.
"This……did I hear that right? A princess of the Tushan Imperial Clan actually took the initiative to extend an invitation?"
All around, a crowd of prodigies were stunned, thinking they had misheard.
The five princesses of the Tushan Imperial Clan — how proud were they.
Ordinary men wouldn't even get a glance from them, let alone a personal invitation.
"I heard the Tushan Imperial Clan is going to hold a marriage selection event later on — this Chaos Physique is probably about to become the public enemy of every man out there." Some prodigies muttered among themselves.
Jun Xiaoyao paused briefly, then gave a calm nod. "Alright."
"Thank you." Tushan Wanwan was delighted.
Sparring and exchanging pointers with a Chaos Physique — she was sure to gain a great deal from it.
But she failed to notice that beside her, Tushan Chunchun's little face was wearing an expression of quiet grievance.
She had developed a feeling, as though something that belonged to her was now being shared with someone else.
In the back, Yun Xiaohei — so unassuming he barely registered as a presence — clenched his fists tightly.
His eyes carried a flash of jealousy and resentment as they fixed on Jun Xiaoyao's retreating figure.