I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1389: Killing the chicken to scare the monkey
Previously on I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God...
The abrupt shift in events left Wei Donghai utterly stunned, rendering him speechless.
A simple courteous visit was intended, yet it mysteriously escalated into a duel. Regardless of Brother Yi's strength, he surely couldn't stand against the Star Lord, could he?
Should this rude and overbearing provocation enrage the Star Lord... the fallout would be beyond imagination!
Noticing the chance slipping toward catastrophe, Wei Donghai ignored everything else and rushed to talk Yi Feng out of it.
"Brother Yi, don't utter such nonsense! What sort of conduct is this? Apologize to the Star Lord at once!"
Yet no matter his words, Yi Feng showed zero reaction.
Frantic and furious, Wei Donghai bowed low and begged Long Tian's forgiveness himself.
"Please pardon him, Lord Star Lord..."
"Brother Yi means no disrespect toward you. He's simply never encountered a supreme powerhouse like yourself, and his fists itch for a clash. That's why he dared request a fight. I beg Your Lordship to understand!"
As he waited tensely with fists cupped, Long Tian—who stood silently facing away—didn't grow angry at all.Instead, a subtle, disdainful grin curved his striking features.
An insignificant insect presuming to challenge him? The notion was laughably absurd.
As a pinnacle prodigy of the Demon Race, Long Tian scorned ordinary human cultivators. Even the genuine Star Lord of Cloud Planet would fall to him, he believed.
Still, with this foolhardy challenger stepping forward, he could seize the moment to demonstrate his might. Intimidating Cloud Planet's locals would inspire them to propagate his message with greater zeal, accelerating his scheme immensely...
A sound tactic indeed.
With that thought, Long Tian turned leisurely. A mild smile graced his refined visage.
His voice calm, he adopted the poise of a gracious elder master.
"I admire juniors with such spirited resolve. Rarely does one show such zeal for combat, so I'll deign to give a few pointers."
Challenged yet serene, even offering tutelage... Such grace befitted the Star Lord perfectly!
Joy surged through Wei Donghai at these words, deepening his conviction and awe.
"The Star Lord's bearing is beyond our emulation! Grateful for your leniency, Your Lordship!"
Witnessing the man's demeanor, Yi Feng felt a spark of regard too.
Though the Star Lord appeared youthful, almost effeminate, his integrity shone brilliantly, justifying his elder status.
Undoubtedly, his cultivation reached absurd heights.
This was the galaxy's supreme figure!
With the opponent consenting to battle, Yi Feng dropped further taunts.
He saluted with cupped fists out of deference, advanced, and declared!
"Thank you."
"Yi Feng seeks your instruction!"
As combat loomed, the mood had eased considerably, resembling a mentor's lesson, so Wei Donghai unwound slightly. Retreating afar, he observed eagerly.
This clash was Brother Yi's fortune. Merely spectating would yield him profound realizations.
What a stroke of luck.
Meanwhile.
Long Tian at last appraised Yi Feng properly.
He'd been casual before, viewing it as a casual showcase of dominance. But after scrutinizing for several breaths, a flicker of suspicion stirred in Long Tian's gaze.
Something felt wrong.
The youth seemed utterly mundane, yet Long Tian couldn't pierce his cultivation level. No energy emanated from him, like a sheer mortal.
This plainness carried an eerie strangeness!
Did he possess some unique artifact or technique?
He'd arrived with Wei Donghai, whose deep cultivation was noted. Long Tian pegged him at Heaven Rank tops—a bigger pest at best.
For such a pest to conceal from his scan with a treasure?
Impossible...
The longer Long Tian stared, the odder it seemed. Yi Feng posed no threat, but the anomaly defied logic, leaving him frozen in bewilderment.
Unknowingly, they'd confronted each other for over ten breaths.
"Whoosh..."
A soft wind swept by, prompting Yi Feng's inner monologue.
The Star Lord showed no move, exuding humble poise befitting his rank, but this standoff couldn't drag on.
If status restrained the Star Lord from acting fully, Yi Feng's death wish would fail.
Time to stoke the flames!
Thus, Yi Feng locked eyes and intoned gravely, "Lord Star Lord, I honor only the mighty, and I never attack first. I'm thankful you accepted my challenge today. Out of respect, please strike first!"
"I urge the Star Lord to go all out. I need to see your real power!"
His words landed.
Wei Donghai's eyes complexified, tension gripping him anew.
Yi Feng's skills were impressive, but matching the Star Lord? No chance.
He'd provoked outright before, now demanding the first move. Such hubris crossed lines repeatedly.
Wasn't this suicide?!
He watched anxiously from distance.
Long Tian stayed composed, a glint of astonishment in his eyes as he smiled and assented.
"Oh?"
"Fascinating, fascinating. Ages since I met a junior brimming with such combat fervor. With your firm Dao heart so rare, I'll lightly gauge my hand and impart some guidance."
His tone stayed mild and serene, yet inwardly he seethed darkly.
Yi Feng's oddity had sparked doubt; now these bold claims ignited murder in Long Tian. He yearned to crush this presumptuous gnat personally, cowing Cloud Planet's denizens!
This exemplary slaying was essential!
His cunning ran abyssal deep, undetectable to any.
Wei Donghai mistook it for genuine esteem toward Yi Feng, interpreting as commendation. His reverence for the Star Lord's composure swelled, as he marveled endlessly afar.
Yi Feng brimmed with eagerness too. Poised opposite, he nodded back.
"Alright!"
"Please instruct me!"
Words barely faded.
Long Tian smiled faintly. Though his face stayed tranquil, his right hand now gathered not Dao power, but fearsome, arcane Desolate Ancient Power!
"Receive this palm properly."
With a gentle, grinning murmur, he swept his sleeve and unleashed the strike!
The palm force pure to the utmost, compressing Desolate Ancient Power flawlessly without stray emanations. Mastery over it was flawless, dazzling beyond measure!
From afar, no excess disturbances marred the scene. It resembled a mild zephyr; only the victim would grasp its dread.
As the palm force hurtled.
Long Tian's visage serene, but inwardly he sneered relentlessly. He pictured Wei Donghai's impending terror-struck awe moments hence. News spreading would stun every cultivator, leaving the planet breathless.
How could a petty Saint fathom Desolate Ancient Power? No matter Yi Feng's secrets, this palm was unblockable.
Realm disparity trumped all tricks!
Post-strike, Cloud Planet would bind itself fanatically to him.
Grace paired with force—that was mastery of hearts. Long Tian, human psychology's connoisseur, gripped all tightly. This rendered him so formidable!
On distant sands.
Wei Donghai deemed the Star Lord's assault mild and generous, nodding approval covertly.
"Enduring provocations yet patiently instructing—such benevolence and virtue set him as our cultivation path's exemplar. Brother Yi's tutelage is a grand boon..."
Beneath his watch.
Yi Feng blinked in mild surprise, doubts stirring within.
That weak, limp palm looked harmless. The Star Lord obsessed over propriety; clearly reluctant to hit hard.
Would his death-seeking flop again?
Instantly after.
A soft palm-wind grazed his ear.
"Whoosh..."
Beyond a whisper of chill, Yi Feng sensed zilch. He checked himself thoroughly but found no mark.
Just as anticipated.
The blow achieved nothing.
Far from lethal, it hadn't displaced a hair.
The Star Lord had pulled punches!
Exasperated, he inwardly sighed, gearing for fresh baiting.
But lifting his gaze.
The Star Lord nearby opposite gaped at him rigidly. As if beholding the inconceivable, his face twisted into utter strangeness!