Chapter 1062: Chapter 1061 Regarding Myself as an Ant

“What are you going to do?” someone saw Xu Zimei and asked.

“I’ll try going up,” Xu Zimei smiled.

“You’re crazy,” Xia Wanqing shouted.

“Come back quickly.”

“You wanted to go to the Secret Realm, right? I’ll take you there,” Xu Zimei said.

“The Secret Realm is not important, don’t be foolish, you’re no match for him,” Xia Wanqing tried to pull Xu Zimei back.

But sadly, Xu Zimei had already stepped onto the battle platform.

“Who is he?” Emperor Chu looked towards the Second Prince and asked.

“Is he with you?”

“Yes, yes,” Chen Luo stammered.

“Father Emperor, please don’t misunderstand, I’m not familiar with him.”

Beside them, Xiao Buhui looked at Xu Zimei with a slightly condensed gaze and scoffed coldly.

“This is getting interesting,” Fatty Wang beside them laughed.

“Knowing that the opponent is the top hero on the hero list, yet still daring to challenge, is it confidence or arrogance?”

Emperor Chu turned his gaze to Fire Cloud Heir and others, asking, “Who among you wants to go up?”

Fire Cloud Heir and the others gave a forced laugh and quickly replied, “Since a brother has already gone up, we won’t crowd him.”

Actually, they were already retreating in their hearts.

Being the top on the hero list was no joke; anyone lucky enough to challenge must possess genuine strength.

Emperor Chu also felt a bit disheartened.

He waved his hand and replied, “If that’s the case, then let him represent our Galaxy Empire.”

“This guy must be insane,” Shangguan Lan said worryingly.

“Good if he dies, acting so recklessly, he will sooner or later lead our Heaven Martial Sect to ruin,” Li Xiaoyuan took pleasure in the misfortune.

“Shut your mouth,” Xia Wanqing glanced at Li Xiaoyuan.

Then her gaze moved to the Sixth Elder, asking, “Elder, do you have any ideas?”

“Young Master Xu has made his choice by going up,” the Sixth Elder shook his head slightly.

“I can’t just watch him die, I have to go up and help her,” Xia Wanqing said and ran towards the battle platform.

But she was stopped by the Sixth Elder.

“I promised the Sect Master to keep you safe. Please don’t make things difficult for the Elder,” the Sixth Elder said, shaking his head.

…

On the battle platform, Xu Zimei yawned.

“I admire your courage,” Jun Wuheng started, his sword trembling in his hand.

“Normally, someone like you dying under my sword would be an insult to my blade.

But your courage, it qualifies you to die by my hands.”

“Finished talking nonsense?” Xu Zimei looked at him.

“Then let’s begin.”

“Courageous,” Jun Wuheng chuckled softly, swinging his long sword, and a Heaven Shaking Blade Qi burst forth.

Heading straight for Xu Zimei.

Xu Zimei slightly looked up, just taking one glance, and the Blade Qi dissipated tracelessly.

Meanwhile, Jun Wuheng, as if heavily injured yet visibly unattacked, was thrown backward, flying out.

A stream of fresh blood scattered in mid-air.

“Too weak,” Xu Zimei sighed.

He walked towards Jun Wuheng, hands behind his back, step by step.

Below the platform, everyone was exchanging glances, dumbfounded.

“Are you kidding me?” Second Prince Chen Luo’s mouth was wide open almost unable to close it.

The calmest of all was Yu Huashang.

She always had suspicions about Xu Zimei, and now it seemed her thoughts were thoroughly confirmed.

This man was incredibly concealed.

And on the side of Heaven Martial Sect, Shangguan Lan poked Xia Wanqing’s arm, staring blankly, said: “Sister, pinch me.

The top hero on the hero list, is it fake?”

“He…,” Xia Wanqing had words at her lips but didn’t know what to say.

She could still recall what Xu Zimei had said earlier.

“When I have time, I’ll make a trip to Qianniu Taoist Court.”

“Check immediately, investigate his identity,” the Qi Emperor’s calm demeanor vanished, replaced by a grim expression.

“Now, I’m afraid it’s too late to check,” Elder Xuankong reminded by the side.

…

Xu Zimei approached Jun Wuheng.

Only to see Jun Wuheng struggling to stand up from the ground, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

“I underestimated you,” he said lightly.

“State your name, I don’t kill nameless individuals.”

“If you defeat me, then ask,” Xu Zimei replied.

Jun Wuheng slowly picked up the Curved Blade in his hand.

The aura around him began to climb, eventually breaking through to the Emperor Pulse Realm, before it slowly calmed down.

Six Vein Gates opened wide, and the surrounding Spiritual Energy surged towards him like a whale swallowing.

On the blade in his hand, a sinister ghost face emerged.

The next moment, the Evil Ghost face disappeared, replaced by a figure emanating a divine presence.

“Destruction Slash of Ghost and God, that’s Jun Wuheng’s signature move, right?”

People below discussed.

“Yes, it is said that he created it himself. He defeated the number one hero of the charts with this move.

He became the top of the chart.

A decade has passed in the blink of an eye, and it has been a long time since he last used it.”

“This full force from the beginning, the pressure from the opponent is quite intense.”

…

A figure appeared behind Jun Wuheng.

That had a ghost’s head, yet emanated a divine body.

Such a peculiar combination.

With a loud shout from Jun Wuheng, the Curved Blade in his hand struck heavily.

It cut through all the silent emptiness, sweeping everything in its path.

The ancient battle platform underfoot was trembling.

This figure roared, merging with the Curved Blade, charging at Xu Zimei.

For a moment, the sky flashed with lightning and thunder, the might of the move creating extraordinary phenomena.

Xu Zimei slightly lifted his eyelids, slowly stretching out his right hand to block in front of him.

There was no Heaven Shaking aura around, just like an ordinary mortal.

Standing in front of this powerful force.

The Curved Blade fell, colliding with his hands.

In an instant, it was dark as the ground, monsters roared, thunder and lightning stormed, raging to devour Xu Zimei.

At that moment, a force burst out from Xu Zimei’s hands.

The power was like overwhelming seas, Jun Wuheng’s force was like a firefly meeting the grandeur of the sun and moon.

That force not only suppressed Jun Wuheng.

It seemed to suppress even the heaven and earth in front of it.

He waved his hand, and without his palm even falling, the Evil Ghost had already dissipated.

In an instant, Jun Wuheng looked up at Xu Zimei.

Although they were nearly equal, at this moment, he looked up at that grand figure.

And felt an inexplicable sensation of being nothing but an ant.

“I concede, I concede,” Jun Wuheng shouted with his eyes closed.

The sound spread across the plain, and silence fell all around.

Xu Zimei withdrew his hand, calm and tranquil, as if nothing had ever happened.

“It’s time to decide the winner,” Xu Zimei looked at Xiao Buhui and spoke calmly.

“Oh,” Xiao Buhui came back to his senses.

“Third round, Galaxy Empire wins.”

After he spoke, he looked back at Qin Yao and Fatty Wang.

Both shook their heads.

“I’m no match either.”

“Go and check, when did Heaven Martial Sect have such a figure.”