Nine Nether Dragon Emperor

As it happened, Ning Xuan’s premonition was about to come true.

At that moment, on the high platform, Wang Teng and Tu Yu were communicating via voice transmission.

"Young Master, he’s the one His Lordship personally designated for first place. Should we still make a move?" Wang Teng asked.

A dumbfounded Tu Yu hesitated for a moment before replying decisively, "Yes! That beast is too shameless! We can’t let him live!"

He had realized his father seemed to value this Ning Xuan—a fact he absolutely could not accept.

"But, what about His Lordship..."

"Don’t worry, I’ll get my father out of the way right now!"

After responding to Wang Teng, Tu Yu immediately lowered his voice and said to Tu Jingcheng, "Father, I want to get closer to him."

"It’s rare for you to have such insight!" Tu Jingcheng was very pleased.

Tu Yu immediately pressed his advantage. "Why don’t you step away for a moment? We’re all young here. If you’re present, the others will certainly feel constrained."

"Haha, you’re right!" Tu Jingcheng patted Tu Yu’s shoulder, gratified.

After offering a few words of encouragement to Ning Xuan, he left. The cultivators of the older generation, like Wang Dingchen, naturally followed.

"Alright, my father is definitely gone. Now, you’re up!" Tu Yu’s cold voice rang out. This time, he didn’t use a voice transmission.

At this point, what else could Wang Teng say? He replied with a single word: "Yes."

BOOM!

Someone suddenly tore through the void and attacked Ning Xuan directly!

The attack came not from one person, but five! And from the very start, all of them used killing blows!

Jiang Chan and Cheng Dabao wanted to intervene, but they were too far away.

Ning Xuan’s eyes narrowed. He detected the danger instantly. These men weren’t here to compete for first place; they wanted him dead!

Without hesitation, Ning Xuan activated his Body Technique Skill. His body instantly vanished from the forming encirclement.

The five men had only a moment to be stunned.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

Two of them were slain on the spot!

Ning Xuan’s cultivation was at the Twelfth Layer Heavens of the Venerable Realm. Although he had yet to break free from the confines of a Martial Artist, his mastery of movement techniques and swordsmanship was already extraordinary. Of course, his opponents underestimating him also played a part. No one had expected a man who had relied on shameless tactics to reach the end to possess such skill!

Killing two of them was only the beginning. The moment the other three struck, Ning Xuan vanished again.

However, these three were extremely powerful and immediately pinpointed Ning Xuan’s trajectory. Without a second thought, they attacked in unison. What they hadn’t expected, however, was that Ning Xuan was completely unpredictable.

WHOOSH!

Another sword strike, and a head went flying.

"What... what kind of swordsmanship is this?!" someone stammered.

"Impermanence Swordsmanship," came Ning Xuan’s voice.

The remaining two simultaneously attacked the source of the sound.

They fell for it.

PFFT!

A bloody line appeared on one man’s brow, the result of Ning Xuan’s Sword Qi piercing through the back of his head! At the same instant, the other man’s head was sent flying!

A powerful expert could visualize the scene just by watching the trajectory of the flying head. Just as the two had launched their attacks, Ning Xuan had thrust his sword straight into the back of one man’s skull. Then, stepping sideways and half-turning his body, he swung his sword backhand without even looking, neatly lopping off the other’s head!

The movements were fluid and seamless, executed in a single breath!

THUD! THUD! Severed heads hit the dueling platform. BAM! BAM! BAM! Headless bodies collapsed!

In a mere instant, the five assassins were all annihilated by him.

A solitary figure now stood tall on the platform.

Everyone was dumbfounded, especially those who had previously believed Ning Xuan won his matches through despicable means.

"How... how... how can he be so strong?!"

"I don’t know who those attackers were, but I’m sure none of them were weak!"

"That’s right! They were all Holy Realm Cultivators! He took them all out in the blink of an eye! This is insane!"

The spectators were shocked beyond words. The competitors who had been nursing grievances were now equally stunned. Many had been extremely unconvinced by Ning Xuan’s victory, believing his methods were simply too despicable and shameless! They were certain that if they had stooped to his level, they too could have reached the end.

But after witnessing this scene, they instantly realized how ridiculous their previous thoughts had been. This guy was unbelievably powerful!

"Young... Young Master, I swear, I found top-tier experts, absolutely no one was there just to fill the numbers!" On the high platform, a completely stunned Wang Teng sent a voice transmission to Tu Yu the moment he regained his senses.

To ensure success, the five men he had hired were all genuine Holy Realm Cultivators! After witnessing Ning Xuan’s shamelessness, he had even thought it was overkill. But to avoid any complications, he had still sent all five. The result... was something he had never imagined.

"It’s not your fault," Tu Yu responded, taking a deep breath.

Wang Teng had definitely done his best. If it had been him, Tu Yu would have probably sent only two men. The only one to blame was their target; his strength was just too unexpected.

Wang Teng sighed in relief and quickly offered his thanks, but received no reply. He looked over, only to be dumbfounded. Tu Yu had vanished.

What’s this all about?

Just as he was wondering, Ning Xuan, down on the dueling platform, lifted one of the heads and pulled off its mask.

Wang Teng’s expression changed drastically. The assassins he had hired were his own men! Many people in the plaza recognized them.

Now, he finally understood why Tu Yu had left.

Dammit! He wants me to take the fall alone! I’m screwed!

Without a second thought, Wang Teng also tried to flee, but he was a step too late.

"Young Master Wang, where are you off to? Don’t tell me you recognize him?" Ning Xuan’s voice rang out.

Wang Teng’s expression faltered, but he reacted with incredible speed. He immediately turned around, glanced at the severed head, and nodded in acknowledgment. "That’s right, I do recognize him. He’s from our Domain Lord’s Mansion. I was worried you might think this had something to do with me, so I was about to go find evidence to prove my innocence."

It had to be said that his response was perfect. Those who saw the head’s face and were initially confused now had a moment of clarity. Almost everyone believed Wang Teng’s words.

"Thank you. No need to be nervous. I also believe you have nothing to do with this," Ning Xuan said with a smile from the dueling platform.

Wang Teng let out a long breath internally. He was just about to congratulate Ning Xuan.

Who knew, Ning Xuan would immediately say, "Young Master Wang, you are a man of great distinction. Has anyone ever told you that you have the makings of a great emperor?"

"Ah?" Wang Teng was stunned. What was this guy talking about?

However, he quickly understood.

"Judging by your reaction, I’ll take that as a yes. Since I’m already on the dueling platform, why don’t you come down and give me a few pointers?"

The moment Ning Xuan said this, Wang Teng wanted to curse.