91: Chapter 91 First Glimpse of Talent

"Kid, aren't you the one clamoring to challenge me to a duel?"

"How come you're dodging and weaving now?"

Shangguan Feiyun's lips curled into a smirk.

In his eyes, the kid before him was clearly just puffing himself up to look bigger than he was.

It was purely courting humiliation.

He turned and shouted toward Ouyang Yunyan, "Little Sister Yunyan, look at what kind of Dao Companion you've found? In my opinion, your judgment is lacking."

The onlookers around them immediately began to jeer.

"Where did this kid pop out from? He's way too overconfident!"

"Exactly, daring to challenge Young Master Shangguan Feiyun? Isn't that like lighting a lantern in a latrine—courting death?"

"How could Ouyang Yunyan fall for someone like this? Her taste is truly terrible!"

"..."

Hearing the crowd's agreement, Shangguan Feiyun's smugness grew even more.

But looking at Ouyang Yunyan, there was no ripple of emotion on her Face.

She didn't even spare Shangguan Feiyun a glance from the corner of her eye.

A joke. Xiang Tian was a figure who could even subdue an Evil Dragon.

How could he be afraid of a mere Young Master of the Shangguan Family?

It was just that there was no need for her to say these things out loud.

Seeing that Ouyang Yunyan continued to ignore him.

Shangguan Feiyun's brow suddenly furrowed.

Anger surged in his heart.

If he didn't beat this kid to the ground, or even beat him to death today.

I'm afraid this woman would never look at him properly!

"Kid, go to hell!"

He clenched his fists tightly.

His knuckles cracked, and spiritual energy surged around his body.

His figure shot toward Xiang Tian like an arrow.

"Martial King Realm cultivation, you do have some strength." Xiang Tian raised an eyebrow slightly.

To perform a perfect Face-slapping, one must strike when the opponent is at their most smug.

He needed to let him get closer.

Just as Shangguan Feiyun's figure closed in within three zhang.

He suddenly roared, "Mountain Moving Fist!"

His fist, wrapped in a fierce wind, smashed directly toward Xiang Tian's Face.

"Crazy." Xiang Tian sneered.

The footwork under his feet changed suddenly, and his figure vanished from the spot out of thin air.

"Slap!"

A crisp, loud sound of a slap suddenly rang out.

When Xiang Tian's figure appeared again.

He was already standing behind Shangguan Feiyun, his palm still maintaining the posture of having swung out.

[Ding! Host has successfully performed a Face-slapping, cultivation level increased by one layer, rewarded 10,000 face-slapping points.]

The moment the System prompt sounded, Xiang Tian was so excited he almost jumped up.

His points account had finally broken into five digits again!

Shangguan Feiyun was completely stunned, clutching his burning cheek.

"You... you actually dared to slap this Young Master's Face!"

This slap came fast and hard, catching him completely off guard.

He was the Young Master of the Shangguan Family!

In the entire Imperial City, who dared to humiliate him so publicly?

The onlookers also erupted, exclaiming repeatedly:

"Holy crap! Does this kid not want to live anymore?"

"Why slap him of all things? This is rubbing Young Master Shangguan's Face on the ground!"

"It's over, it's over, this is now a fight to the death! He's in for it now; Young Master Shangguan's fury is not something easy to endure!"

"..."

"Courting death!" Shangguan Feiyun roared angrily.

His long sword unsheathed instantly, its cold light piercing.

"Kid, today I will send you to the west and let you sleep peacefully!"

As his voice fell, the long sword already carried a sharp whistling sound.

It slashed down fiercely toward Xiang Tian.

"Clang—"

A harsh sound of metal clashing rang out.

Xiang Tian flipped his wrist, and the Demon Blood Blade appeared in his hand instantly.

It blocked this sword strike with perfect precision.

"Sorry, this Young Master is not interested in playing with you anymore."

As soon as his voice fell, Xiang Tian exerted force in his wrist.

A massive amount of spiritual energy surged along the blade.

Shangguan Feiyun only felt a massive force strike him.

He retreated over ten meters before barely stabilizing his figure, his blood and Qi surging.

"You... were you deliberately hiding your strength just now?" Shangguan Feiyun's brows furrowed tightly.

His expression was grave to the extreme.

He finally realized that the strength of the kid before him.

Was far above his own!

"Hiding strength?" Xiang Tian sneered.

Too lazy to waste words with him, "I'm not that bored."

"Short Swords, out!"

Following his low shout, nine golden short swords surrounded his body.

They shot toward Shangguan Feiyun.

Shangguan Feiyun's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly brandished his long sword to defend.

For a moment, he was flustered.

"Screw you!"

Just as he was dodging the short swords with all his might.

Xiang Tian's figure flashed, and he was already upon him.

Following that, a powerful whip kick landed fiercely on his chest.

"Bang!"

Shangguan Feiyun was kicked flying again, falling to the ground.

Xiang Tian followed closely behind and stomped hard on his chest.

Looking down at him, he said coldly, "Just a piece of trash at the seventh layer of the Martial King Realm, yet you dare to put on airs in front of me?"

This scene.

Made the onlookers' jaws drop, and the discussions erupted again:

"Holy crap! Did he actually defeat Young Master Shangguan?"

"The point isn't the defeat, is it? He actually dared to humiliate Young Master Shangguan in front of so many people! He completely doesn't put the Shangguan Family in his eyes!"

"What is this kid's background? Could he also be a member of some great Family?"

"..."

Everyone knew that the Shangguan Family was a prominent Family in the Imperial City.

It was truly rare to see someone dare to go against the Shangguan Family so blatantly.

Xiang Tian applied slight pressure with his foot, stepping on Shangguan Feiyun's chest.

He said in a deep voice, "Shangguan Feiyun, your Shangguan Family, you think you're so awesome, right?"

"You... just try touching me again?" A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Shangguan Feiyun's mouth.

But he remained stubborn, staring fiercely at Xiang Tian.

"It seems that if I don't teach you a lesson, you won't know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is."

As Xiang Tian's voice fell, he lifted his foot abruptly.

And kicked him flying away with another fierce strike.

Immediately after.

His figure flashed, catching up again.

He kicked out again.

In just a few breaths of time, Shangguan Feiyun was beaten until his nose was bruised and his Face was swollen.

He lay on the ground like a pig's head, with more breath going in than coming out.

"Tsk tsk, look at you, you're really pitiful." Xiang Tian smacked his lips.

Just then, Ouyang Yunyan walked up.

She said softly, "Xiang Tian, don't beat him to death."

Within the Imperial City.

Although there are struggles between the major families, not taking human lives is the final bottom line.

This way, there is still room for maneuver in everything.

"For your sake, I'll spare his dog life." Xiang Tian had no intention of killing him in the first place.

After all, his trump card, Xiang Ting, could only be used once a day.

It couldn't be wasted here.

He coughed lightly.

"Ahem!"

He said coldly to Shangguan Feiyun on the ground, "Shangguan Feiyun, I'll spare your life today, get lost!"

As he spoke, he kicked him toward the distance with another kick.

Afterwards.

Xiang Tian cupped his hands and looked around at the onlookers.

He said loudly, "Please bear witness, the person who made a move today is Xiang Tian!"

He wouldn't miss such a good opportunity to become famous.

Only by acting high-profile enough could he attract more people with no eyes to come and look for trouble.

And earn more "face-slapping points".

Hearing the name "Xiang Tian", the onlookers began to discuss again:

"So this is Young Master Xiang?"

"Xiang Tian... could he be from the Xiang Family?"

"No wonder he's so powerful! So he's from the Xiang Family!"

"Could it be that he is a hidden young Genius of the Xiang Family?"

"It must be! I heard that the Xiang Family is going to hold a Young Lord competition soon, and by then, the hidden geniuses in the Family will all appear!"

"Yes, yes, that must be it!"

"..."

Looking at the scenes the crowd imagined, Xiang Tian raised an eyebrow slightly.

Although these people's thoughts were somewhat different from his original intention.

But it didn't matter, as long as his reputation spread.

The goal was achieved.

Ouyang Yunyan on the side frowned.

She looked at Xiang Tian and said, "Xiang Tian, you've only been in the Imperial City for a few days; making enemies so high-profile is not a good thing."

"Oh?" Xiang Tian turned to look at her, raising an eyebrow.

"Did I hear that right? Are you concerned about me? Could it be that you also think this Young Master is incredibly handsome and have been charmed by me?"

Ouyang Yunyan rolled her eyes hard.

She said unpleasantly, "I can't be bothered with you!"

After finishing, she turned and walked away.

Just then.

A girl dressed in an enchanting manner walked over with a calligraphy brush.

She walked straight to Xiang Tian and slightly pulled open the collar of her chest.

She said in a coquettish voice, "Young Master Xiang, could you please give me an autograph?"

"Damn! This... this isn't very appropriate, is it?" Xiang Tian was instantly stunned.

This situation was even crazier than the fans he had seen in his previous life.

Looking at the snowy white exposed on the girl's chest.

His cheeks couldn't help but flush slightly.

"Miss, this is not appropriate." Xiang Tian hurriedly waved his hand to refuse.

"Young Master, rest assured, I won't latch onto you." The girl winked at Xiang Tian.

"Ahem!" Xiang Tian coughed twice.

His gaze swept over the restaurant not far away.

"Miss, how about... we step aside to talk?"

"Oh?" The girl's eyes lit up.

Her tone became bolder, "Does Young Master want me to serve you in bed?"

As she spoke.

She took the initiative to lean forward, her body pressing tightly against Xiang Tian's arm.

A rich fragrance wafted toward him.

"Ah? Did I say that?" Xiang Tian was stunned.

Then he said solemnly, "I just feel that if we chat here, it's easy to cause misunderstandings with others."

"Young Master is right." The girl held onto Xiang Tian's arm.

She said coquettishly, "Then let's find a place with no one around and have a good chat."

Just then.

"Bang!"

The coquettishness in the girl's eyes instantly disappeared, replaced by cold killing intent.

She slammed her palm onto Xiang Tian's chest.

"Pfft!"

Caught off guard, Xiang Tian was hit by this palm and retreated repeatedly.

A mouthful of blood sprayed out.

"You... you woman, you're courting death!" Xiang Tian stabilized his figure.

His eyes instantly became cold and piercing.

"Flying Sword!"

"Phoenix Flame!"

Following his two low shouts, the nine golden short swords unsheathed again.

Wrapped in the blazing Phoenix Flame, they shot toward the girl fiercely.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The girl's brows furrowed tightly; she didn't expect Xiang Tian's counterattack to be so fast.

She hurriedly brandished her palms to defend, and for a moment, she was overwhelmed.

"Die!"

Taking this opportunity, Xiang Tian's figure flashed, and he was already upon her.

The Demon Blood Blade flashed with cold light, carrying resolute killing intent, and slashed down fiercely.

"Pfft!"

Blood splattered, and the girl was cut in half at the waist by the blade.

Her body collapsed to the ground, already dead.