Centipede's words were full of disdain, which made Ximen Yunting sneer repeatedly. He didn't expect that even at this point, Centipede still didn't take him seriously. This was simply an insult to him...

"Haha...very good, let's see how long you can maintain this confidence..."

Ximen Yunting, seemingly too lazy to waste words, unleashed a torrent of sword energy from above, hurtling towards the centipede's attack...

Each sword is equivalent to a full-force strike from a martial god. An ordinary martial god would be considered a master if he could withstand two such attacks, since being attacked continuously by a master of the same level would inevitably cause weaknesses in his defenses.

When masters clash, victory or defeat can hinge on a single thought...

Faced with such an attack, Centipede made a move that puzzled everyone. He curled his body into a ball, completely wrapping his back around himself...

"What is he doing? Is he planning to take Simon Yunting's attack head-on?"

"Is he insane? What's the difference between taking that kind of shot and committing suicide?"

"No matter how tough his shell is, it can't possibly withstand such a high frequency of impact, right?"

No one believed that Centipede could withstand such an impact, but Centipede was too lazy to explain to them; facts spoke louder than words…

He wanted to silence these people with his actions, and also to give Simon Yunting a resounding slap in the face...

Bang bang bang…

The sounds of impact rang out one after another. Just when everyone thought that Centipede was doomed, it was surprisingly unharmed. Moreover, despite such a high frequency of impacts, it didn't even have a single scratch on its body...

You should know that all of Ximen Yunting's attacks target the same point. Logically speaking, even if he can't break through the Centipede's defense once or twice, surely he can do it dozens of times?

But the fact is that it didn't penetrate the centipede's defenses, and soon everyone discovered the secret...

"Look, the centipede's body is constantly moving..."

"That's right, although the attacks are continuous, they are not hitting the same spot repeatedly..."

Hearing their conversation, everyone then noticed that Centipede's body was like a conveyor belt, constantly rotating at high speed...

When did the centipede become so strong?

This was the question on everyone's mind; they couldn't understand how a centipede could do that…

However, if you ask Centipede, then it's enough to just find a good master...

As the final sword strike landed, Centipede finally poked its head out. Facing Ximen Yunting's impending second attack, it was the first to exhale a cloud of black mist…

The black mist instantly dissipated, and just as everyone was wondering what had just happened, Ximen Yunting's face suddenly turned ashen...

The magical artifact above his head seemed to have lost control, and it began to fall to the ground with a series of crackling sounds...

Everyone stared in disbelief at this incredible scene, unable to comprehend what had happened to Simon Yunting…

"You've been poisoned! Have you forgotten that centipedes are skilled at using poison..."

"He was careless. How could Simon Yunting be so careless as to be defeated by something as trivial as 'poison'? How shameful..."

"Exactly! Knowing that the centipede's true form is a centipede and its greatest attack is poison, he still managed to be ambushed successfully. He's utterly useless..."

"No, Simon couldn't have been unprepared, yet he still fell for it. This is unbelievable..."

"This...this poison is so potent! Even the poison of the Six-Winged Silver Dragon couldn't do this, could it?"

Everyone analyzed the situation, offering their opinions, but Ximen Yunting's face grew increasingly dark, clearly due to the poisoning worsening...

"No...it's impossible, how did you poison me?"

Simon Yunting asked incredulously, but Centipede replied disdainfully.

"You only have yourself to blame for underestimating me and being careless. You knew I used poison, yet you still focused solely on attacking me. Who else would die if not you?"

Mocking him like that by the centipede, Ximen Yunting's face turned somewhat ugly, but he quickly concealed it. He was now deeply poisoned and needed to be cured as soon as possible, or he would surely die...

He got slapped the hardest today; he'll never be able to face anyone again...

"Junior Brother Centipede..."

Ximen Yunting's tone softened, intending to have Baizu detoxify him, but he hadn't yet recovered from Baizu's formidable strength, so when he spoke, he still addressed him as "Junior Brother"...

He didn't care, but Centipede did...

So Centipede waved his hand and said

"Don't try to get close to me. Who's your junior brother? You can't even beat me, and you still have the nerve to talk about my junior brother? Don't you have any shame?"

These words caused Ximen Yunting, whose face was already ashen, to choke and cough up a mouthful of black blood. He never imagined he would be reduced to such a humiliating situation…

If he had known it would turn out this way, he definitely wouldn't have let the Murong family use him as a pawn and come here to make trouble...

This guy is no pushover. I didn't even lift a finger, and I've already beaten him so badly he can't even stand up. He's completely humiliated...

Ximen Yunting took a deep breath. His poison really couldn't be delayed any longer, or it would be truly incurable...

"Brother Centipede..."

"Shut up, stop trying to get close. I'd be ashamed to have a junior brother like you..."

Ximen Yunting clutched his chest, feeling a sharp pain in his liver. He couldn't call him junior brother, nor could he call him senior brother. What was he supposed to do?

"Centipede...save me..."

Ximen Yunting pleaded…

"You're deeply poisoned..."

Centipede shook his head helplessly, which filled Ximen Yunting with despair. He never expected that he, the number one genius of the Burial Realm, would die so ignominiously...

However, Centipede then said...

"If I don't intervene, you're dead..."

This nearly drove Simon Yunting to a rage. He thought to himself, "Can't you just say everything at once? All that pausing is enough to scare someone to death..."

Thump...

Ximen Yunting knelt down immediately and sincerely apologized to Baizu…

"Centipede, I was wrong..."

Centipede curled his lip in disdain and said with a hint of sarcasm.

"This is the number one prodigy of the Burial Realm? Didn't you want me to see how powerful you are? Kneeling here isn't your style."

After saying this, Baizu let out a long sigh of relief. The feeling at this moment could only be described with one word: "爽" (shuang, meaning exhilarating/great). The feeling of trampling the unapproachable number one genius underfoot was indescribable to outsiders...

In the past, when he met Ximen Yunting, the other party always acted superior and looked down on him. But now, this arrogant person was kneeling in front of him...

He glanced at me, and his mind became even more made up. He had to come with me; it was fucking awesome…

"Centipede, I was blind to your greatness before, it was all my fault..."

Ximen Yunting didn't want to die. He was a prodigy with a bright future ahead of him. If he died like this, he would truly have nothing left...

"That's called looking down on people..."

Centipede looked at him and corrected him…

Simon Yunting's expression immediately changed. He wished he could tear Centipede to pieces, but he didn't show it. Instead, he put on a fawning smile...