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Who let him join the Sword Sect?!-Chapter 464 - 293: Sheltering from Sand and Wind_2
"Standing before me is your honor, within three moves I shall cut you down."
When one is incredibly embarrassed, they become speechless. Faced with Xiao Teng’s provocation, Zhang Ze was rarely at a loss.
After all, any grand spectacle and proclamations to be remembered through the ages all seem pale and powerless in front of a naked person.
All Zhang Ze could do was control his gaze to avoid looking down.
"Then please, go ahead."
Zhang Ze didn’t know what to say, so he could only gesture with his hand and then look slightly up at the sky.
Quickly follow the procedure, and after finishing, he could go home.
Seeing Zhang Ze’s demeanor, Xiao Teng sneered coldly, transforming into a flesh-colored stream of light, charging at Zhang Ze.
Because Zhang Ze was told by Tang to fight however he wanted, he no longer held back, intending to end this farce quickly.
Xiao Teng’s fist hit nothing but an illusion, which dispersed like water. Zhang Ze took a step forward, appearing behind Xiao Teng, holding the Profound Identification Treasure Mirror, and smashed it down with sparks and lightning.
This strike was solid, but the sensation was off, not like hitting a person, but rather as if hitting some kind of hollow interior of a magical artifact.
After being struck by the Profound Identification Mirror, Xiao Teng’s body wasn’t injured but immediately turned into a cloud of black mist, turning to wrap around Zhang Ze.
Among the black mist, faint beast roars could be heard, yet it still grabbed at nothing, and Zhang Ze’s figure appeared in the distance.
After one missed strike, the black mist transformed into six fierce beasts lunging at Zhang Ze.
Zhang Ze took a step back, called out his five Golden Cores, and along with them appeared hundreds of flying swords.
Flying swords, like rain, shredded the fierce beasts formed by the black mist into dust.
Truth be told, Zhang Ze held nothing back; he was aiming to kill Xiao Teng. But as the flying swords passed through and shredded those black mists, the hollow sensation struck again, making him feel like he had not hit anything substantial.
Withdrawing the flying swords, Zhang Ze stood atop a Golden Core in the sky, looking down at Xiao Teng.
And as Zhang Ze expected, Xiao Teng emerged from another spot.
Still in the state of being naked, of course.
"What’s that?" a cultivator on the stand asked quietly.
"A naked fool." The person beside him replied.
"I wasn’t talking about that pervert; I meant those floating balls around Brother Zhang... don’t they look like Golden Cores?"
"Probably not, I think it’s some kind of magical artifact." The cultivator beside him pinched his chin and said, "Golden Cores are such precious things; no one would just take them out casually for people to see."
"You’d better be talking about Golden Cores."
"Get lost, hey... wait, look at what that pervert named Xiao Teng is taking out?"
After putting some distance between himself and Zhang Ze again, Xiao Teng pulled out a large flag from somewhere.
This flagpole was only half left, and the yellow flag on it was tattered, full of stains, seemingly without any mystical qualities.
After extracting this magical artifact that had been residing within his body, Xiao Teng pressed his hand against his own forehead, pulling out a long black needle.
"Ah~"
Releasing the last seal on his body, with a mix of relief and discomfort, Xiao Teng gradually understood it all.
Though still naked, it felt like he had become another person.
"Do you recognize this item!"
The yellow flag fluttered in the wind, Xiao Teng’s confident and steady voice echoed along the Qinghe riverbank, but no one responded.
Zhang Ze looked at that flag, guessing it must be the Ghost King Banner refined by the Hundred Demons Sect.
And after Xiao Teng pulled this item from within, Zhang Ze confirmed that this flag was the source of that eerie hollow feeling from Xiao Teng.
Xiao Teng was an empty shell; his existence was solely to house this flag.
But Zhang Ze didn’t want to speak because he didn’t want any association with this pervert; he just wanted to quickly finish the procedure.
However, when Zhang Ze turned back to glance at Tang, he realized Tang was already nowhere to be seen.
He had slipped away.
Xiao Teng, holding the flag, naked, directly turned his back on Zhang Ze, and addressed the cultivators present loudly.
"Remember my name, I am Xiao Teng!"
"The future lord of you all!"
"Though Dongqi has fallen, the royal bloodline remains, I, Xiao Teng, am a descendant of the Sea King of the Golden Mountain, and in my hands is the Dongqi Sacred Artifact, the Human Emperor Banner!"
"This is the Holy Object of the Human Race’s legacy, now in my hand, I command respect!"
"Our Hundred Demons Sect is truly the human race’s legitimate lineage, the Six Sects’ false paths have usurped the heavenly secrets, deceiving all beings!"
"I come here today to enlighten all beings, ten thousand laws return to one, only my unique law is the true righteous path!"
"You have seen, why do you not bow?"
The stand was still silent, with no one responding.
Due to the absurdity of it all, most present didn’t even take Xiao Teng’s talk of the Hundred Demons Sect seriously.
They merely assumed he had gone completely mad, spewing nonsense.
As for the so-called Human Emperor Banner and the supposed former dynasty bloodline, no one believed it.
They had never even heard of it.
Xiao Teng’s behavior was like someone walking down the street, suddenly encountering a naked madman who tells you he’s an emperor of old, who died in a bloody battle for the human race and has now reincarnated, offering to make you a crown prince for fifty.
No sane person would believe it.
After a long silence, someone finally spoke.
"This idiot is crazy."
Due to the quietness, the voice reached Xiao Teng’s ears distinctly.
"Noisy!" Xiao Teng waved the large flag, and a streak of black light shot directly toward that cultivator’s face.
But just before it struck, two sword lights shattered the black light.







