My Arrogant Young Lady

And now, he saw that I had so many god-level experts as friends. One top-tier god-level expert, and two mid-tier god-level experts. He was stunned. He couldn't understand the Chinese we were speaking, let alone who we were. Because our current lineup was already stronger than their entire Tai Chi group combined. This time, he realized he seemed to have met some very important person.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the Onmyoji didn't seem worried at the sight of us speaking in hushed tones. His strength was overwhelming; he was used to watching his enemies tremble like mice. He relished seeing despair in their eyes, even seeing them beg for mercy before their deaths. As the island nation's number one Onmyoji, he was absolutely confident he could defeat us.

He covered his mouth with a white paper fan. The Onmyoji chuckled, "Head of the Wang family, if you beg for mercy from us, or join us, we might consider sparing your lives. After all, our guild leader is Lord Oda Seiji, known as the strongest demon king of our time. You have no way to fight us. But I'm used to seeing my enemies tremble in fear, especially when they shed their lofty aura and kneel before me like cowards. That way, I'll be more willing to let them go."

"Heh, you want us to beg for mercy?" Wang Huan laughed disdainfully after hearing the Onmyoji's words.

"Lying on the ground is fine too," the Onmyoji said smugly.

"Oh, you're just a lowly Onmyoji. You actually expect my esteemed elder brother, the Emperor, to kneel before you?" Wang Huan laughed disdainfully once more.

"Little thing, are you looking for death?" When the Yin-Yang Master heard Wang Huan's words, his gaze immediately turned cold.

As an Onmyoji, his status was by no means lowly. On the contrary, he held a very high position in the island nation. People admired and respected him, and even the Emperor received him because he was the island nation's number one Onmyoji.

As for his eagerness to humiliate me, it stems from his hatred of someone of my high status. When he was young, his family was very poor, and he was even looked down upon because of his poverty. He was pelted with stones by other children his age. He cried countless times in secret, vowing to become a person of high status, to never again be looked down upon, and to trample all those of high status under his feet. The higher the status of those he trampled underfoot, the greater the satisfaction he derived.

He met an Onmyoji when he was twelve, and it was this Onmyoji who bestowed upon him this immense honor. His talent was so exceptional that the Onmyoji who had taught him long ago had been surpassed and faded into obscurity due to his brilliance. But now, he was being humiliated by Wang Huan, who called him a person of lowly status.

If others said that about him, he would simply smile and let it go, because he was confident enough. But the one who spoke of him was a prince of the royal family, someone whose status and position were indeed a level above his own.

At that moment, the Onmyoji's eyes turned cold. He stared coldly at Wang Huan, already taking out another talisman to slash it open. "Little thing, words have a price. What you say might cost you a fate worse than death!"

"Is that so?" Wang Huan smiled after hearing the Onmyoji's words.

"Yes," the Onmyoji said coldly.

"But you're not qualified yet!"

As soon as Wang Huan finished speaking, he suddenly took out a talisman and flicked it into flame. His yellow paper was coated with white phosphorus, making it highly flammable when exposed to air. Then, Wang Huan began to perform the Yu Step, silently chanting some incantation. When he finished chanting, his muscles began to swell.

Suddenly, his suit creaked, and his entire body burst forth with billowing black energy, tearing the suit apart and transforming into a muscular giant.

"Hmm!?" At this moment, Wang Huan's eyes were cold, and his voice was filled with solemnity. Wherever his gaze fell, people gave way, for it was the gaze of a god.

"A high-level god-tier expert?" Instantly, the Onmyoji and his subordinates looked at Wang Huan with horror.

"Old man, you're not qualified to make my brother kneel!" With a stomp that shattered the floor tiles, Wang Huan drew his sword and strode towards the Onmyoji and his companions...

Chapter 303 An Yao's Methods

Crack, crack—with each step Wang Huan took, a tile pressed against the ground shattered. The Yin-Yang Master and the Black Dragon Society experts were terrified as they watched the broken tiles. They never dreamed that Wang Huan, who had just appeared weak and low-level God-level expert in their eyes, had suddenly become a mid-level God-level expert. Moreover, his strength was still increasing, showing a trend of approaching the peak of the God-level.

As for how powerful Wang Huan's Maoshan sorcery was, only I know the answer. Back then, Wang Huan was only a mid-level martial arts master, but after using this move, he instantly became a god-level master. Even though Xi'er was the strongest among us, she could only be chased and beaten by Wang Huan.

The closer Wang Huan got to them, the more nervous the Yin-Yang Masters and the Black Dragon Society experts became. Suddenly, a top-tier Divine-level warrior could no longer contain himself. With a roar, he drew his katana and charged towards Wang Huan.

"Huh!?" As the warrior's longsword slashed towards Wang Huan, Wang Huan immediately let out an ancient and solemn sound. His brows furrowed, and he exuded an indescribable aura of majesty.

With a swift, cold flash, the warrior's longsword was cleaved in two. Then, the warrior's body arched backward as Wang Huan kicked him away with tremendous force.

A high-ranking Satsuma warrior was no match for a low-ranking royal prince. Moreover, he was severely injured by Wang Huan in a single move.

At that moment, the Onmyoji's expression began to change slightly. Suddenly, he felt a strange noise emanating from his body. He took out a compass and saw the needle spinning wildly. He then glanced at the billowing black energy surrounding Wang Huan. The Onmyoji's face paled in horror as he exclaimed in Japanese, "He... he possesses an unknown power. Could this be the legendary Chinese practice of summoning a deity to earth?"

"Huh!?" At this moment, Wang Huan had completely lost consciousness. He was merely a powerful individual, a physically strong individual with the power to destroy everything.

When they saw Wang Huan make his move again, the remaining Satsuma samurai immediately rushed over. At the same time, the five masters—sumo wrestlers, Naruto ninjas, and others—charged towards Wang Huan.

Seeing that they were attacking Wang Huan en masse, Wang You's eyes were cold, but her face held a smile. "Sister, it's time to let them see your innate divine strength."

"Okay!" Nodding, Ruri took a few quick steps toward the Onmyoji and the others, then suddenly disappeared into thin air. She then reappeared in front of the Onmyoji.

The classification of martial arts masters, god-level masters, and masters above the gods is merely to help people better distinguish between different levels of strength.

However, it's not necessarily true that whoever has the highest rank is the strongest. Life-or-death duels on the battlefield aren't determined by who has the higher rank and who will definitely kill the other. Rather, it depends on each person's own methods, intellect, and other skills.

This is like a high school student fighting an elementary school student. The high school student is older and of a higher rank. But what if the elementary school student has a handgun? Even though he's of lower rank, he has powerful killing skills. Would he be defeated by the high school student?

And so are we. While we may appear to be significantly weaker than them, we all possess means to protect ourselves. The Wang family's children are all exceptionally talented, each with their own unique characteristics. Besides martial arts training, they have also learned many other skills to compensate for their shortcomings.

Wang Huan. He strengthens himself using Taoist arts and the ability to poison. Liu Li, her greatest abilities are her innate divine strength and the cultivation methods she learned from her master, Li Xiaoyao.

The moment Ruri made her move, the sumo wrestler beside the Onmyoji immediately turned and struck at Ruri with his palm. That sumo wrestler weighed at least 300 pounds, his entire body resembling a white, fleshy mass. He was a Yokozuna-level master; in Japan, a Yokozuna-level master is roughly equivalent to a top-tier god-level master here.

The sumo wrestler unleashed a barrage of palm strikes at Ruri. Ruri simply watched as the incoming palm strikes receded, then suddenly clenched her small fist and punched him.

With a sharp crack, fists and palms collided, instantly creating a huge shockwave in the air. The sumo wrestler's face turned pale, and his obese, bloated body retreated slightly.

Looking at his hand, red from being hit by Ruri, the sumo wrestler exclaimed in surprise, "You, a fifteen-year-old girl, possess such divine strength?"

"Heh." Upon hearing the sumo wrestler's words, Ruri merely let out a disdainful sneer. Then, her figure quickly vanished into thin air, reappearing behind the sumo wrestler.

When Ruri appeared behind the sumo wrestler, the wrestler reacted extremely quickly. He spun around rapidly and delivered a powerful chop to Ruri.

As the sumo wrestler's massive hand, carrying the force of a thousand pounds, swung down at Ruri, she merely smiled and raised her hand to grab the sumo wrestler's wrist. In that instant, the tiles beneath Ruri's feet shattered into a spiderweb pattern. Yet, her petite body did not budge an inch.

The sumo wrestler, standing at 1.75 meters tall, faced off against Ruri, who was less than 1.60 meters tall, for two seconds. Suddenly, Ruri grabbed the sumo wrestler's wrist and swung it hard. The sumo wrestler was sent flying into the air, smashing a hole in a wall with a powerful swing. He then flew directly into the bedroom inside the office.

But Ruri didn't let him off the hook, disappearing into thin air with a serious expression. A second later, the sumo wrestler was thrown out of the bedroom by Ruri.

"What!?" Jin Xiangyu was deeply shocked by what he saw. He never dreamed that his brother could actually fight Wang Yu's group, and even had the strength to defeat them. This bodyguard, whom he considered a mere nobody, actually had such terrifying helpers.

However, just as Jin Xiangyu was still reeling from the terrifying strength of Wang Huan and Liuli, Wang Che on our side made his move again. She merely let out a disdainful chuckle, and with a flick of her fingers, she sent a beam of cold light hurtling towards the Onmyoji.

The reason everyone attacked the Onmyoji was because he was the strongest, and if he set up a barrier again, we might all fall into his illusionary formation and be caught in a fierce battle. However, although the Onmyoji possessed great magical power, his body was incredibly weak. He was the nemesis of martial artists, but he was equally powerless in close combat with them.

The existence of this Onmyoji has introduced a great deal of uncertainty into our great battle. He is the key figure. Therefore, we must eliminate him as soon as possible.

Suddenly, a dark figure flashed past the Onmyoji. He was small and thin, wielding a sharp samurai sword. As Wang Che's projectile, traveling at speed comparable to a bullet, hurtled towards the Onmyoji, the Naruto ninja immediately deflected it.

"You've got some skill." Seeing that the Naruto ninja had actually blocked his hidden weapon, Wang Che smiled happily.

When the Naruto saw that Wang Che dared to underestimate him, he thought for a moment and immediately recited a passage in Japanese, "Secret Technique, Clone Technique!"

In an instant, the Naruto ninja conjured ten clones identical to himself. Just as Young Master Bao, Black Dragon, and Lu Zhicheng were about to make their move, Young Master Bao saw that the Naruto ninja had created ten clones. He immediately widened his eyes, shouted, and quickly retreated.

"Damn it. How did ten helpers suddenly appear?" Young Master Bao exclaimed in surprise.

"Idiot, this is called the clone technique. I've seen it in comics," Black Dragon said to Young Master Bao.

"Heh. A mere trick. His clone technique is just a series of afterimages created by his rapid movement; there's nothing scary about it. And the ninjas of that island nation are renowned for their speed. From a young age, they wear long belts around their waists, ensuring the belts are always flying, whether walking or running. If they can't even muster this much strength, they're not qualified to fight us." With a smile, Wang Che suddenly produced a handful of cold light and shot it fiercely at the eleven Hokage opposite him. "Even if he can create a hundred clones, I can take care of them with just one silver needle."

In an instant, Wang Che unleashed a barrage of hidden weapons like a storm. Between Wang Che and the Naruto ninja, there was only the flash of cold light.

And we clearly saw that the Naruto ninja suddenly changed from eleven ninjas to one. He wielded his katana like a shield, constantly blocking the cold glints of light that Wang Che shot at him.

*Bang!* A deafening gunshot suddenly rang in my ears. It was a Naruto ninja; he had barely appeared in front of us when Wang You shot him down with a single shot.

That Naruto is dead; he was actually killed by Wang You with a single shot.

At that moment, the Yin-Yang Master's expression changed drastically, as did the other Black Dragon Society experts who were fighting us. Wang Yu frowned slightly, then glared angrily at Wang You. Wang You, however, still wore a smile, as if the person he had killed was not a powerful god-level expert, but merely an ordinary person, and nothing to be surprised about.

With a single shot, he killed the Naruto ninja. Wang You smiled and looked at An Yao, saying, "Sister An, my brother and I have both used our skills. Shouldn't you use yours too?"

Hearing Wang You's words, An Yao frowned and took out a small remote control. She pressed a button on the remote control, threw it on the ground, and said, "I've planted some bombs in this building. In one minute, this building will be destroyed."

As the time on the remote control started counting down, it quickly jumped from 59 to 58, and then to 57.

At this moment, even Wang Yu's expression became unsettled...

Chapter 304 A Close Call

Although the Yin-Yang Master was kept in check and we didn't give him a chance to fight back, and we killed one of the Black Dragon Society's experts and seriously injured several others, their strongest expert hadn't yet appeared. Wang Yu was not only a master above the gods, but he also possessed other martial arts skills.

If he makes a move, the situation here could change immediately. Liuli will be injured by him, and many of us will also be injured.

However, when he saw An Yao activate the bomb, he knew he no longer had a chance to act.

It's like a master martial artist with unparalleled skills, hiding in the shadows, ready to amaze everyone with a single move. But just as he's about to make his entrance, someone suddenly tells him, "We're not fighting anymore." How frustrating is that feeling of wanting to show off but being unable to!

We watched as the numbers on the remote control kept changing. It quickly reached forty seconds. We were currently on the twenty-second floor of the Tai Chi headquarters; even taking the elevator down would waste over ten seconds.

Wang Yu grew increasingly angry, the veins on his forehead bulging. At the same time, he glared hatefully at An Yao, pointing a finger at her and saying, "Second sister, you really are the smartest second sister!"

"Wang Yu, if we continue fighting, we'll only perish together," An Yao said expressionlessly.

"Wang Xi, we haven't decided who's the winner yet. Go back to the Wang family and wait for me obediently. I'll come to the Wang family to find you!" When he saw the timer on the remote control jump to 30 seconds, Wang Yu immediately led his people out of the office.

"In thirty seconds, this building will be destroyed. Even if we are experts above the gods, we will surely die in these ruins. Let's get out of here too." An Yao said to us after seeing Wang Yu and the others leave.

Even the most skilled expert would be helpless in this situation. I never expected An Yao to be so wicked; this made me admire her even more.

Then we immediately took Kim Sang-woo and headed out of the office. Clearly, while our strength wasn't as great as Wang Yu's, we had won. This time, we successfully thwarted Oda Seiji's plan to absorb Taiji. As long as we get back to the country immediately, we should be able to stop Oda Seiji from taking over the other families.

The saying goes, "If the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold." If all the top powers in the country are wiped out, then the Wang family will be the last to be destroyed.

Moreover, the Ye family is now our in-laws, and Xi'er's mother is in danger. I must rush back as soon as possible to rescue her.

But when we got to the elevators, I saw Wang Yu and the others there, staring blankly at them. All eight elevator buttons were off, and no matter how many times his men pressed the buttons, the elevators wouldn't respond.

This elevator has been sabotaged.

"Wang Yuebai, if I catch you, I will cut you into a thousand pieces!" Wang Yu punched the elevator door hard, creating a dent, and then ran towards the building's emergency staircase as fast as he could.

"The elevator has been destroyed by Wang Yuebai and his son. We don't have much time left!" An Yao realized something at that moment and quickly grabbed my hand, running towards the emergency staircase.

"Run! This building is about to be blown up!"

As An Yao pulled me downstairs, my brothers all realized what was happening. Twenty seconds left—twenty seconds until the building was destroyed. But we couldn't take the elevator; we had to run down the twenty-two floors in twenty seconds as fast as we could and escape. Almost a second to the next floor. Were we that fast?

Time was already running out, and to make matters worse, Young Master Bao and Black Dragon panicked while escaping. They were probably trying to find a faster escape route, frantically glancing around. But realizing they had no choice but to take the stairs, they immediately turned back and fled down them.

But when they both turned around, their heads collided violently.

The impact stunned them both; their eyes glazed over, and they immediately sat down on the ground.

As I watched everyone run downstairs, I noticed that Young Master Bao and Black Dragon hadn't come down yet, so I immediately ran over and grabbed them. "What the hell are you two doing?"

"Damn it, he hit me!" Upon hearing my words, Black Dragon and Young Master Bao immediately pointed at each other and started cursing.

"It's too late, let's go!" I grabbed them and rushed into the stairwell.

Fifteen, Wang Yu and his group had already escaped to the seventeenth floor at top speed, while we were the fastest to escape to the nineteenth floor.

Fourteen, Wang Yu and his group escaped to the sixteenth floor, while the fastest of us escaped to the eighteenth floor.

Thirteen, twelve, eleven, ten… As we silently counted down the remaining time, we ran down the stairs. We practically jumped; I leaped from the seventeenth floor to the corner between the seventeenth and sixteenth floors, then jumped back down to the sixteenth floor. Black Dragon and Young Master Bao, both martial arts masters, were jumping just like me.

Even if we jump like that, we still can't keep up with the countdown on the remote control.

When Wang Yu and his group reached the eleventh floor, only ten seconds remained. Everyone was starting to panic, knowing that no matter how fast they ran, they couldn't outrun the numbers on the remote control.

Suddenly, they saw a girl overtake them at an incredible speed. They had clearly started running first, and they were all top-tier experts, not slow at all. Yet, the girl had overtaken them, and in the blink of an eye, she had escaped to the ground floor.