You said it was a useless body, yet you punched a saint to pieces?

Chapter 17 The Bet

Inside Tingtao Pavilion, a warm fragrance wafts through the air.

Wang Long leaned lazily against the soft couch covered with snow fox fur. A graceful maid dressed in a thin gauze was kneeling beside him, carefully peeling a crystal-clear purple grape and feeding it to the third young master of the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion.

Another maid used her soft, boneless hands to gently knead his calves.

This extravagant and dissolute behavior perfectly embodies the inherent decadence of the Zhou royal family.

"Young Master, just as you predicted."

The maid peeling grapes reported to the guide with seductive eyes and a soft, sweet voice:

"Just now, Sixth Master led a group of people to Qianlong Pavilion in a great hurry. Judging from the commotion there, he has probably already clashed with Seventh Young Master."

"Ha, that idiot Lao Liu is still as useful as ever."

Wang Long chewed on the purple grape in his mouth, a sinister glint of pleasure flashing in his narrow eyes.

"Although Lao Liu is usually an incompetent fool, he is, after all, a martial artist who has truly stepped into the Dragon Spine Realm."

"Although he's a million miles behind me, he's perfect for testing that good-for-nothing's true abilities."

Wang Long spat out the grape skins, a cruel smile curving his lips:

"If we could get Lao Liu to break a few of that kid's bones, this show would be even more exciting."

"After all... this time, there was no princess protecting him."

……

The atmosphere at Qianlong Pavilion was tense, with swords drawn and bows ready to strike.

"If you won't listen to reason, you'll have to suffer the consequences!"

Seeing that Wang Dao dared to look down on him so much, Wang Wu immediately sneered and took a heavy step forward.

"Crack! Crack!"

As he moved, his spine emitted a series of popping sounds like popping beans, and a powerful aura belonging to the Dragon Spine Realm was released without reservation.

Although his qi and blood were somewhat weak and far less refined than Wang Long's, the pressure that was a whole major realm higher still made the surrounding air feel stuffy.

"Good! Sixth Brother is awesome!"

"Is this the power of the Dragon Spine Realm? Just standing here, I feel a sense of oppression!"

Upon seeing this, the group of cousins ​​behind him immediately began to cheer loudly, while at the same time taking every opportunity to ridicule and belittle Wang Dao.

"Seventh Brother, you're just a mere Golden Membrane Realm cultivator. Even if you got lucky and reached the Perfection Realm, so what? Compared to Sixth Brother's Dragon Spine Realm, you're just a joke!"

"Hurry up and kneel down, kowtow to Sixth Brother, and admit your mistake. Perhaps Sixth Brother will take pity on you and forgive you this time!"

Despite the clamor of the group, Wang Dao didn't even lift an eyelid, only looking at Wang Wu with the gaze one would give a dead man, his tone chillingly calm:

"Sixth Brother, for the sake of our shared ancestry, I'm giving you one last chance."

"Turn around, get out, and I can pretend nothing happened."

"Otherwise... you don't want to end up like Third Brother, getting humiliated and beaten to a pulp by me, do you?"

"shut up!"

Wang Wu, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, suddenly turned red in the face and pointed at Wang Dao, angrily cursing:

"You despicable scoundrel! Don't try to glorify yourself!"

"If the Princess hadn't intervened and sealed Third Brother's cultivation that day, would you even be worthy to fight him? You wouldn't even be worthy to lick his shoe soles!"

This was the consensus they had reached in private these past few days, used to cover up the shame of Wang Long's defeat and to maintain their fragile sense of superiority.

"Oh? So that's how you comfort yourselves."

Upon hearing this, Wang Dao couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle, the coldness in his eyes gradually turning into deep pity.

"I thought that after that day, you would have learned something and understood what reverence meant."

"I never expected that they would still be deceiving themselves like this, revealing their true colors so quickly."

He slowly raised his right hand and beckoned to Wang Wu with his finger, as if he were teasing a barking wild dog.

"Since you think that's an excuse, then let's go."

"Let me see if your Dragon Spine Realm at its peak is even slightly more durable than that sealed-off good-for-nothing third brother."

Unexpectedly, faced with Wang Dao's blatant provocation, Wang Wu did not fly into a rage and rush forward to fight. Instead, he paused, his eyes gleaming with greed.

"Wait, don't rush to do it."

Wang Wu sneered, revealing his true intentions: "Seventh brother, I heard that Father sent someone to deliver a jar of ancient savage elephant blood a few days ago, saying it was to nourish your body."

"Tsk tsk, that's a supreme elixir for tempering the body. Even a single drop is priceless."

"Sixth Brother and I, along with our brothers and sisters, are really envious."

He licked his lips, making no attempt to hide his covetousness: "How about this, we add a prize?"

"If you lose, I won't make things difficult for you, as long as you obediently hand over that jar of savage elephant blood, how about it?"

"So it was all for that jar of essence blood..."

Wang Dao lowered his eyelids, concealing the sudden surge of murderous intent in his eyes.

If this weren't the Prince Zhenbei's mansion, and if he didn't have to worry about those unfathomable experts and the so-called family rules, he would have slapped these ignorant, bloodthirsty so-called relatives into mincemeat with one hand each.

"hehe……"

Wang Dao suddenly laughed, his laughter carrying a chilling undertone.

He raised his head, a warm yet cold smile on his face: "Since Sixth Brother has spoken, there's no reason for me, as the younger brother, not to agree. Using the essence of the barbarian elephant as a prize is acceptable."

At this point, he changed the subject, his tone becoming somber: "However, gambling is all about fairness."

"I've offered my lifeblood. If you lose, Sixth Brother, what will you offer to beg me to spare your life?"

"You must know that the grand competition of the Prince's Palace is just around the corner. If you were to suffer serious injuries because of momentary greed and miss the competition, it would be a great loss for a small gain."

These words were both a provocation and a final ultimatum.

However, Wang Wu, whose eyes were already blinded by greed, was not listening to any of this.

"Lose? I'd lose to you?"

Wang Wu seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world; his eyes narrowed to slits, and his face was full of disdain.

"Seventh brother, you overestimate yourself."

"I can't possibly lose, much less lose to a piece of trash like you who only knows how to talk!"

"Since you've agreed, then I, Sixth Brother, will gladly accept this jar of essence blood!"

"boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Wu stomped his foot hard on the ground, and the bluestone slabs on the ground cracked instantly.

Using the force of the recoil, he shot towards Wang Dao like an arrow released from a bow.

"Sixth Brother will win!"

"Beat him up! Let him know what respect for elders and juniors really means!"

Upon seeing this, the group of lackeys behind him immediately waved their fists excitedly, shouting and cheering, as if they could already see Wang Dao kneeling down and begging for mercy.

However, the king who is at the center of the storm does not avoid or evade it.

Just as the figure was about to rush in front of him, Wang Dao's originally calm face suddenly turned extremely cold and stern, and a trace of unprecedented tyranny and ferocity flashed in his dark eyes.

"Those ignorant fools."

Without any fancy starting stance, Wang Dao instantly clenched his five fingers together, and the monstrous power dormant within him surged into his arm like a volcanic eruption.

He threw a punch at Wang Wu, who was charging towards him!