On your wedding night, stay with your godbrother; the Empress is practically throwing herself at you

The outskirts of Nancheng.

Inside the twin saints' ruins.

The malevolent energy surged ceaselessly, like boiling water.

Suddenly, a faint blue streak of light flashed across the sky.

"boom!"

The streak of light crashed straight into the depths of the ruins.

In an instant.

Gravel flew everywhere, and dust billowed.

The surrounding malevolent energy retreated as if avoiding snakes and scorpions, clearing a space.

A middle-aged man in a blue robe walked out step by step, carrying several metal boxes.

The surrounding area was filled with black, malevolent energy.

Seeing a middle-aged man in a blue robe is like seeing one's nemesis.

They frantically retreated to both sides, forcefully clearing a wide passage in front of them.

The middle-aged man in the blue robe walked expressionlessly down the passage.

Not long after.

We arrived at the square at the very center of the ruins.

This is an absolutely safe zone that he forcibly petrified last time using "Medusa's Gaze".

The surrounding area was made of black crystalline walls formed by petrified evil energy, which were indestructible.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The middle-aged man in the blue robe threw the boxes he was carrying onto the ground one by one, muttering to himself.

"After much consideration, I still think that these two sacred ruins are an excellent place for refining weapons."

This place is filled with malevolent energy; no one dares to venture here, it's absolutely safe.

Moreover, the environment is secluded, so no matter how much noise you make, you won't be discovered.

After taking a deep breath, Lu Chuan composed himself.

A thought suddenly occurred to him.

The black broken halberd and the sixth-grade magic sword Tianxie instantly appeared from the system space.

Although this halberd is broken and damaged.

But it still exudes a terrifying and chilling aura.

"Today, let me see just how strong you really are after your rebirth."

The middle-aged man in the blue robe had a fervent, excited look in his eyes.

The methods of weapon crafting recorded in the Hundred Crafts Manual came to mind one by one.

next moment.

He quickly formed hand seals.

A surge of powerful true energy erupted from his body, enveloping all the materials and broken halberd on the ground.

The weapon forging process has officially begun.

……

At the same time.

South City Center.

Wanlong Hotel.

The presidential suite on the top floor is decorated in the most luxurious way.

He Taiqing, president of the Taihe Province Martial Arts Association, was sitting cross-legged on the bed, resting with his eyes closed.

Adjust the status.

I don't know how much time has passed.

The true energy that had been exhaled gradually receded back into the body.

He Taiqing slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath of white air.

"It's finally fully recovered."

"Click".

Just then, the room key card was swiped, making a soft sound.

"How is it?"

"Any news from the Martial Emperor of Nancheng?"

Without even turning around, He Taiqing asked in a deep voice.

Not long ago, as soon as he arrived in Nancheng, he immediately had the news spread.

He made a big show of challenging the Martial Emperor of Nancheng, and even posted provocative messages online.

I thought the other side would immediately engage in battle.

Or at least give a response.

But after waiting for two or three hours, not only did Emperor Wu of Nancheng not reply, but he also failed to do so.

Even the South City Martial Arts Association has completely shut down.

He declared himself the mighty Empress Wu.

It was left to dry in the hotel.

The one who entered was He Taiqing's trusted subordinate, a two-star Martial King.

The subordinate quickly walked to the bedside and said respectfully,

"President."

"No news."

"Our people have been keeping an eye on the South City Martial Arts Association and the Twin Saints' Relics."

"It was very quiet on both sides, without the slightest sound."

His subordinate paused, his tone full of disdain.

"In my opinion, that so-called Southern City Martial Emperor is definitely afraid."

"Scared?"

He Taiqing chuckled coldly.

"If he really dares to be a coward, I will personally go to the Twin Saints' Ruins in three days."

"Let's see if he comes out now!"

The legacy of the two saints?

For those below the Martial Emperor level, it might be considered a dead end.

But for experts above the Martial Emperor level, it's really nothing.

He Taiqing stood up with a cold smile, walked to the French windows, and looked down at the southern part of the city.

"A coward who gained an advantage through a sneak attack really thinks he's invincible."

"Tomorrow, you will continue to provoke us online."

"He said that if he doesn't show up, it means he's admitting he's not as skilled as the other way around."

"You don't even need to show your face; just kowtow to me a few times online."

"I'll give him three days to prepare. If I don't receive any news after three days, I'll personally lead people to raze those two sacred ruins."

……

as predicted.

It was only the next day.

The entire internet in the southern part of the city was in an uproar.

Because another pinned video was posted on the official account of the Taihe Province Martial Arts Association.

In the video.

He Taiqing, dressed in a black martial arts uniform, sat imposingly on the sofa in the presidential suite of the Bandung Hotel.

He glared arrogantly at the camera.

"Southern City Martial Emperor, how long are you going to keep hiding like a coward?"

"I have been in the South City for a whole day, and you haven't dared to utter a single word."

"If you're really scared, hurry up and post a statement online saying that the martial arts world of Nancheng is full of spineless cowards."

"Then send a video of yourself kowtowing three times to me, and we'll consider this matter closed."

"I'll give you three more days."

"If you still haven't shown up by this time three days from now, then I will personally lead people to the Twin Saints' Ruins and smash your turtle shell to pieces."

That's the end of the video.

Stopped abruptly.

But as soon as the video was released, the comment section below refreshed at a rate of thousands of comments per second.

Nancheng martial arts world.

The martial arts community of Jiangnan Province.

All the martial artists were furious.

The sounds were all from the keys.

Crazy output:

#Special Killer of Old Dog He: He Taiqing, you old dog, don't be too arrogant.

#TaiheProvinceIsTheBastard: Last time he was so scared at the Twin Holy Relics that he wet his pants and ran away, but now that he's healed, he's back to acting all high and mighty.

#NotEatingBeef: Senior Nancheng Wuhuang has the demeanor of a master and wouldn't bother with a mad dog like you.

#Grey: Senior, hurry up and come out and kill this old dog, let him know that our Jiangnan Province is not to be trifled with.

However, netizens in the martial arts community of Taihe Province were not to be outdone and immediately retaliated:

#It's a little fat guy: Oh my, the softies in Jiangnan are getting anxious.

#Naughty and aloof kid: Your so-called Martial Emperor is probably just a fraudster. He's probably already scared enough to buy a standing ticket and run away overnight.

#Liu Naibing (a user's name): If you're so capable, why don't you make him come out? What kind of skill is it to just talk big online?

#EighthDay: Chairman He is mighty, sweeping away the martial arts world of Nancheng with a single sword.

The online flame war is raging, and the topic has topped the trending search lists on major platforms.

All the martial artists in the South City were eagerly hoping that the Martial Emperor of the South City would step forward and give He Taiqing a good slap in the face.

But the result was...

No matter how much they appeal.

How do I tag the official account of the South City Martial Arts Association?

The Southern City Emperor still did not respond.

The Twin Saints' Ruins were also quiet, without even a trace of malevolent energy.

Now, even the local martial artists in Nancheng were unsure of what to do.

Is the senior really afraid?

……