I Break through Crazily

"Perhaps," Wang Zongyao said noncommittally.

’Tang Yi can’t beat Bai Ye?’

’Bai Ye, a Nine-star Battle Grandmaster, is a genius?’

To Wang Zongyao, this was a complete joke.

If Tang Yi weren’t in the picture, being a Nine-star Battle Grandmaster would indeed be impressive.

But compared to Tang Yi, it was like comparing heaven and earth. The gap wasn’t small in the slightest.

Tang Yi possessed the immense power to rival a Battle King! What was a mere Nine-star Battle Grandmaster in comparison?

To Tang Yi, he could crush countless Nine-star Battle Grandmasters with a single hand. They were less than ants.

That was why Wang Zongyao couldn’t help but laugh when Xiao Bai stated Bai Ye’s Level and called him a genius.

’If someone of Bai Ye’s caliber is a genius, then what does that make Tang Yi? A Demon?’

’Yes, to Wang Zongyao, Tang Yi was indeed a Demon—and the most formidable one at that.’

Of course, Wang Zongyao wouldn’t voice these thoughts to Xiao Bai. He was now eagerly anticipating the look on Xiao Bai’s face when Tang Yi defeated Bai Ye.

’After all that boasting, I wonder if his face will sting with shame?’

...

Bai Ye was now on the arena stage, standing opposite Tang Yi.

"You’re Tang Yi, right?" Bai Ye began, addressing Tang Yi as soon as he stepped onto the stage. "You’re certainly not bad, managing to defeat the candidates from our Wind Rain City. Even Hua Xiang, a Five-star Battle Grandmaster, lost to you. Your strength is clearly extraordinary. But it’s a pity you had to run into me. That is your greatest misfortune."

Bai Ye was exceptionally handsome, with sharp, sword-like brows, star-bright eyes, and a perfectly sculpted face. Dressed in a white robe, he had the air of a celestial being.

However, his chin was perpetually tilted up, his nostrils turned to the sky. His eyes always seemed to be looking down on others, making him appear incredibly arrogant, as if he alone was transcendent while everyone else was merely a common mortal.

No matter how handsome Bai Ye was, his condescending posture made it impossible for anyone to feel any goodwill toward him.

"Heh. Right. What a pity I ran into you. Otherwise, I would’ve never known there was someone out there even better at bullshitting than me." Tang Yi had always sneered at self-important people.

’When it came to being extraordinary, who could possibly be more extraordinary than him, a transmigrator who had obtained the Battle God System?’

’No one!’

"You’ll find out soon enough whether I’m bullshitting or not," Bai Ye said, his face impassive, as if stating a simple fact. "To tell you the truth, I am the number one genius to emerge from the surrounding Thirty-Six Cities in the last hundred years. If I claimed to be number two, no one would dare claim to be number one! As for the opponents you defeated before... I could finish them all with one hand, without even breaking a sweat."

Hearing Bai Ye’s words, Tang Yi pursed his lips. ’Holy shit, when it comes to bullshitting, you take the cake!’ he thought, utterly flabbergasted.

Tang Yi had always put on an act—playing the expert, being low-key, acting profound. He thought he was pretty good at posturing, but he never expected to meet someone who was on a whole other level.

’The number one genius of the Thirty-Six Cities in a hundred years?’

’Damn it, even I wouldn’t dare make a claim like that, but you do?’

’You claim to be number two and no one would dare claim to be number one?’

’Did you fucking ask me first?’

Tang Yi had to hand it to him; this pretentious bastard with his nose in the air was truly something else.

"I am not bullshitting. I am simply stating a fact," Bai Ye said again.

"Alright, alright, yes, yes, everything you’ve said is a fact. Now cut the crap and make your move!" Tang Yi waved his hand impatiently, really not wanting to hear Bai Ye bullshit anymore.

’If this guy kept going, he could probably bullshit for three days and three nights straight.’

Using the Celestial Eye Technique, Tang Yi saw that Bai Ye was merely a Nine-star Battle Grandmaster. ’How dare someone with that level of strength boast so shamelessly?’

’Wasn’t he afraid his bluff would be called?’

’Damn it, he’s just a Nine-star Battle Grandmaster. What’s there to be so smug about? I’m a goddamn Battle King.’

"Very well. I will let you witness my power. I will make you understand just how vast the gap is between an ordinary person and a genius," Bai Ye said coolly.

’Great, he’s actually gotten addicted to bullshitting,’ Tang Yi thought, rolling his eyes.

He had no idea who influenced Bai Ye growing up to make his ego swell to such proportions. ’Doesn’t he understand the principle that there’s always a higher mountain, always a stronger person?’

’Number one genius? More like number one moron!’

"Hmph! Hey, rookies from Fengyue City! Our strongest fighter from Wind Rain City, Bai Ye, is up now! Your hope is about to be extinguished!"

"Sure, your Tang Yi winning four matches showed he has some skill, but no matter how strong he is, he can’t possibly defeat our Bai Ye."

"Yeah, the gap between Bai Ye and Tang Yi is a gaping chasm. They’re not even in the same league."

"You ignorant fools from Fengyue City! Let me tell you the truth: our Bai Ye is a Nine-star Battle Grandmaster! Even Fang Tian, Liu Yu, Qiann Du, and Hua Xiang combined would be no match for him! Your Tang Yi stands even less of a chance!"

"Go, Bai Ye! Show these rookies from Fengyue City what you’re made of!"

"..."

With Bai Ye on the stage, the candidates from Wind Rain City began to clamor once more.

They had absolute confidence in Bai Ye; after all, they had witnessed his terrifying power firsthand.

Hearing the shouts from the Wind Rain City candidates, the people of Fengyue City felt a surge of annoyance, but they couldn’t help but worry for Tang Yi.

A Nine-star Battle Grandmaster... that was no low Level.

"Holy shit! Besides Tang Yi, the strongest person in our Fengyue City, Fan Wei, is only a Three-star Battle Grandmaster. And that Bai Ye is actually a Nine-star Battle Grandmaster?"

"That’s a jump of several Levels! I don’t know if Tang Yi can handle him."

"A Nine-star Battle Grandmaster... that’s a higher Level than even the Patriarchs of our Noble Families in Fengyue City. How can he be so strong?"

"That Talent is just... incredible. He really hit the jackpot at birth."

"It’s over. Tang Yi is probably going to lose this time!"

"Go, Tang Yi! This is the last match! Don’t let all your hard work go to waste, or everything you’ve done so far will be for nothing."

"If Tang Yi wins this final match, my tavern is free for everyone for three days!"

"And my inn will be free for you to stay in for three days!"

"Go, Tang Yi! We support you, no matter what!"

"That’s right! No matter the outcome, you’ve already done an amazing job, Tang Yi! Just do your best. I’ll always be cheering for you from now on!"

"No, winning or losing doesn’t matter. I just want to look at Tang Yi’s handsome face."

"Tang Yi, I love you!"

"..."

Although they were shocked by the strength of Wind Rain City’s final contestant, the crowd still rallied to cheer for Tang Yi. After all, he had already won four consecutive matches, restoring a great deal of face for Fengyue City.

Besides, the power of this final candidate from Wind Rain City was simply heaven-defying. Even if Tang Yi lost, it wouldn’t be a disgrace.

A large group of fangirls even declared that the outcome didn’t matter, as long as Tang Yi looked handsome.

These comments were enough to make one not know whether to laugh or cry.

...

At that moment, Bai Ye, who was on the stage, finally moved, launching his attack at Tang Yi.