1284 Dong Hu

Upon hearing Dong Qiu's words, Yang Hui could not help but preen his feathers proudly.

"Hmph! Even the Martial Emperor Stage is separated into many levels." Right at this moment, he emitted a low grunt. The voice was filled with disdain and the proud smile that had just appeared on Yang Hui's face froze right away.

Yang Hui's gaze instantly landed on the bald, middle-aged man who was clad in a tiger pelt behind Dong Qiu right away.

He was the one who had made the remark earlier.

Standing there, the bald man was glaring at Duan Ling Tian with scorn in his eyes.

"Dong Qiu, it looks like Little Hu is terribly confident in his own abilities." Yang Hui did not get riled up. Instead, he looked at Dong Qiu with a smirk.

"Little Hu?" Upon hearing the nickname Yang Hui called the bald, middle-aged man, a twitch appeared in the corner of Duan Ling Tian's mouth immediately. Then, he completely ignored the contemptuous glare of the bald man and started to study him instead. The man had a huge built and was about two meters tall with a slipshod demeanor.

Yet, such a huge-sized middle-aged man was called "Little Hu"?

Somehow, a grin crept upon the corners of Duan Ling Tian's mouth.

"What are you smiling at?" The moment the bald man who kept glaring at Duan Ling Tian noticed his smirk, he snarled loudly instantly.

In the next second, a chilling gaze shot out of his eyes. He seemed to have transformed into a hungry tiger that could pounce on Duan Ling Tian anytime before killing and swallowing him.

"Dong Hu!" Finally, Dong Qiu opened his mouth and with a sharp tone, he snapped at the bald, middle-aged man, "Haven't you heard your Junior Uncle? Duan Ling Tian is his friend! Apologize now!"

"Unless he can defeat me… Otherwise, I won't apologize." However, Dong Hu refused to listen.

Just as Dong Qiu's face turned grave, Yang Hui smiled faintly and took the initiative to reassure him, "Big Brother Qiu, as Little's Hu's master and adoptive father, you watched him growing up and you still don't know his temper?"

"What a misfortune! Misfortune, I'm telling you!" Dong Qiu shook his head while sighing. A look of helplessness rose up in his eyes.

Then, Dong Qiu changed the topic. "Younger Brother Hui, you didn't come to find me just to introduce Brother Ling Tian to me, did you?"

"Big Brother Qiu, I came to find you now about the Wyrmdragon that you killed the last time," Yang Hui stated his purpose of coming and asked at the same time, "I wonder whether the dragon tendon is still with you or not?"

"Dragon tendon?" Dong Qiu was stunned at first. Then, raising his hand, a long strip that looked like a cow's tendon appeared in his hand. It was entirely crimson in color, simple and unadorned.

"The dragon tendon!" The moment Duan Ling Tian saw the strip, his eyes brightened up right away. A glow of delight lit his face up instantly.

In just one glance, he could tell that this was the dragon tendon.

"According to the Rebirth Martial Emperor's memory, he's seen the dragon tendon once, but that particular tendon belonged to a Demon Monarch Stage Wyrmdragon. Although it looks identical to this dragon tendon, its quality is completely different." Because the Rebirth Martial Emperor had seen the dragon tendon before, Duan Ling Tian could immediately distinguish that what Dong Qiu was holding was a dragon tendon. It was the very dragon tendon that he itched to get his hands on.

To be honest, despite looking for Dong Qiu the Martial Emperor Qiu Li there with Yang Hui, he did not get his hopes of obtaining the dragon tendon up too high.

However, it had never crossed his mind that Dong Qiu really had the dragon tendon with him and would actually take it out.

"Big Brother Qiu, can you give this dragon tendon to me?" Yang Hui's eyes lit up as he directly asked Dong Qiu. "Just name your price."

"We're brothers, so don't you think you're treating me like a stranger by saying those words? I don't have any use for this dragon tendon at all. Since you want it, I can just g-..." Dong Qiu was just about to say that he was going to bestow this dragon tendon to Yang Hui, but before he could finish, he was already cut off by Dong Hu from behind.

"Junior Uncle Yang Hui, you may take this dragon tendon… But you must promise me that you'll let me have one round of match with him first!" Dong Hu told Yang Hui before staring at Duan Ling Tian with his eyes gleaming brightly. "If I'm not mistaken, the reason Junior Uncle Yang Hui came here to ask for the dragon tendon is for your sake, wasn't it?"

"You're smart." Looking at Dong Hu, Duan Ling Tian was a little surprised. He did not expect that the ruddy-looking Dong Hu would actually have such fine observation skills.

"Hmph! Unless you can defeat me, don't even think of taking that dragon tendon away!" Dong Hu snorted. His words were full of threat.

"Are you sure you're the decision maker?" Duan Ling Tian chuckled with a dazzling smile.

"Dong Hu!" Right at this moment, Dong Qiu who had returned to his senses snapped loudly with a grave expression. His tone was filled with anger.

"Big Brother Qiu, calm down. Don't let the rage get to you." As Yang Hui reassured Dong Qiu, he looked at Duan Ling Tian again. "Brother Ling Tian, since Little Hu wants to have a round with you, just accompany him for a while, will you?"

Then, he continued to tell Duan Ling Tian via Voice Transmission, "Little Hu has always possessed a great innate ability, but he has never experienced any hardship in his life before. For this reason, his personality is already like that and he considers everything and everyone beneath him. If it's possible, help us teach him a lesson, would you?"

Upon hearing Yang Hui's words, Duan Ling Tian nodded his head. The purple robe around his body fluttered loudly in the wind.

"Since you want to have a go with me, let's do that then," Duan Ling Tian looked at Dong Hu and announced nonchalantly, "However, don't cry when you lose, okay, Little Hu?"

Little Hu!

Duan Ling Tian followed Yang Hui's way of addressing him.

The moment Dong Hu heard how Duan Ling Tian mocked him, his face turned sour right away. Origin Energy soared from his body and caused a vacuum in the surrounding air.

In Dong Hu's opinion, the nickname "Little Hu" was not something just anybody could call him.

Only Yang Hui could call him that because he was his senior.

Long ago, when his master and Yang Hui were not Martial Emperors yet and he was still a little kid, he had already come to know Yang Hui and had been calling him "uncle".

Yang Hui was at least a decade older than him.

Right now, because he did not deliberately take care of his looks, he appeared to be much older than Yang Hui.

"Since you want to seek for death, I'll fulfill your wish then! I won't have mercy on you just for Uncle Yang Hui's sake! If you can't even defeat me, you're unworthy to become Uncle Yang Hui's friend!" Dong Hu snorted as the Origin Energy from his body blasted out before changing into a multi-colored energy. It appeared that he had connected and demonstrated the various Profundities that he comprehended.

Besides that, the moment his full energy was unleashed, a gigantic ax appeared in his hand too.

Whoosh!

For such a heavy-set guy, Dong Hu's speed was not slow at all. Despite the burden of his body, it did not seem to affect him at all. In the flash of an eye, he seemed to have transformed into a lightning bolt that charged at Duan Ling Tian.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

…

The area where Dong Hu passed through set off a series of violent and ear-deafening detonations that were thunderous, wreaking havoc on one's heart.

From the very beginning till the end, Yang Hui merely stood by the side watching quietly.

After Yang Hui had openly given his permission, Dong Qiu did not stop Dong Hu anymore.

Of course, it was not only because of Yang Hui's decision, but he was more interested in seeing just how powerful this young man Yang Hui regarded as a friend.

Even though a person who was above the Martial Monarch Stage could always retain his youthful vitality, only someone below seventy years old could join the Hidden Fog Martial Emperor.

For this very reason, he was certain that this youthful-looking man was not young at all.

"Huh? Isn't he going to dodge?" Very soon, Dong Qiu's eyes narrowed right away when he saw that Duan Ling Tian was still standing rooted in the same spot even when he faced Dong Hu who was attacking him at full force with his spirit weapon.

It was like he was waiting for Dong Hu to assault him.

"What's he trying to do? He can't dodge in time! Or is he stunned by my attack? Or is he…" Right at the moment when Dong Qiu's mind was flooded with all the possibilities —

Whoosh!

Dong Hu arrived in front of Duan Ling Tian. With a flicker of the gigantic ax in his hand, a series of thunderous explosions were set off before he brought the ax down directly toward Duan Ling Tian's head.

"Die!" Dong Hu's eyes were gleaming brilliantly with a cold gaze. Without showing any mercy, his ax heaved down in an imposing manner just like how God created the world.

As Dong Hu's ax came down on him with full fury, Duan Ling Tian could clearly sense the sharp aura that was racing towards him. If he really was maimed by Dong Hu's ax, he would definitely be hacked into two.

He had no doubt about that.

At this second, Duan Ling Tian's robe was fluttering loudly in the wind behind his body as though a hurricane was whipping at it.

"Huh?" Seeing how the gigantic ax in Dong Hu's hand just a foot away from Duan Ling Tian, Yang Hui could not help but frown right away. He could not tell what he intended to do.

Nevertheless, he had always been confident in Duan Ling Tian's strength.

In fact, before Duan Ling Tina made a breakthrough to the Martial Emperor Stage, his strength was already greater than his first direct disciple, Zhou Di's, who was already at the First Level Martial Emperor Stage.

Now, Duan Ling Tian's cultivation base had taken a great stride forward and broken through to the Martial Emperor Stage in one fell swoop. His strength must have been further elevated as well.

Even though Dong Hu was one of the best among all the First Level Martial Emperors with a strength that far surpassed his first direct disciple, Zhou Di's, he did not think that it would be possible for Dong Hu to defeat Duan Ling Tian.

However, in the face of the critical moment then, even he itched for him to make his move now before everything was too late.

By then, Duan Ling Tian would definitely be hacked into two.

"Stop!" Just as Yang Hui was about to make his final move, Dong Qiu shouted out loudly as he advanced forward too.

However, the very moment when he just made his move, he seemed to notice something as he suddenly came to a halt before looking stunned at the scene in the distance with his mouth agape.

It was as though he had witnessed something very appalling.

At the same time, Yang Hui's body came to a halt too.

In the distance, the gigantic ax in Dong Hu's hand had indeed landed, but not on Duan Ling Tian. Instead, it landed on the sharp arrow that suddenly appeared in Duan Ling Tian's hand.

Clang!

Almost at that instance when the gigantic ax and the sharp arrow clashed, a deafening racket echoed in the air.

In the next second, a small mushroom cloud appeared from the epicenter of the impact between the two of them. A horrifying impact wave started to sweep out at once.