While I'm at the martial arts academy, my wife is cultivating while I enjoy life.

After Shi Cong went down, only half of the people, or 12 people, remained on the roof of the Hall of Heroes.

Wang Xuehua's grandson, Wang Tuoye, also won, burning the grandson of a Grandmaster from the White Eagle Empire to a pulp.

To prevent someone from stealing the prize, he stood directly in front of Yang Ding.

"You actually managed to win." Wang Tuoye was somewhat surprised.

Yang Ding was determined to kill him today, so he pretended to be serious and said, "That man just now was the son of the Western Region City Lord. He thought I was the Ninth Element and wanted to marry his sister to me. He probably gave me some face."

"Incompetent guy, he only knows how to climb to the top by relying on women."

"I do like women, but only beautiful women. Your Donghai Wang family's granddaughter is too ugly; I wouldn't be able to swallow her even with a knife to my throat."

"Even if I were to mess with your family, I could only sleep with your mother; after all, she's a Grandmaster."

"You son of a bitch! How dare you disrespect my grandmother!"

Wang Tuoye had already promised his grandmother that he would kill Yang Ding.

He immediately unleashed his ultimate move, raising the fireball between his palms to 3000 degrees Celsius, which was the peak of his cultivation.

Even a martial artist's enhanced physical body would find it difficult to withstand such a temperature.

"Die!"

Yang Ding easily dodged the fireball.

When Wang Tuoye arrived in Hong Kong yesterday, he had already witnessed his spatial abilities, so it wasn't surprising.

However, if Yang Ding continues to use spatial escape, no one can kill him unless their cultivation level is absolutely overwhelming and his mental energy is exhausted, but that would be too tiring.

"If you have any guts, then don't use such defensive moves. You're just dodging like a stray dog. What right do you have to marry Princess Murong of our Jinglong Empire?"

"Then today I will use your grandmother's abilities to kill you," Yang Ding said.

"Haha, you're not even fully grown yet, do you really have that kind of ability?" Wang Tuoye asked.

Yang Ding had a million ways to kill this guy, but today he was here to show off.

The water droplets in the clouds quickly gathered and transformed into a giant frost dragon, which flew above his head and circled, its fierce dragon eyes blazing with murderous intent as it roared madly at Wang Tuoye.

"Azure Dragon Technique?"

Wang Tuoye exclaimed in surprise, "This kid really does have water-based abilities."

"kill!"

At Yang Ding's command, the giant dragon opened its icy maw and lunged at Wang Tuoye's head.

Wang Tuoye could only use the Flame Shield to wear down the Frost Dragon.

Yang Ding initially only used his SS ability to avoid Wang Xuehua's interference.

Wang Xuehua, watching from the sidelines, wasn't too worried when she saw that her grandson could still hold on, but she was also surprised by how quickly Yang Ding's water-based abilities had improved.

After more than ten minutes of fighting, when everyone else had finished, Wang Xuehua finally realized something was wrong.

Wang Tuoye's legs were trembling, and cold sweat froze into ice. His hair, eyebrows, and beard were all covered in frost.

The frost dragon pressed closer, and the two were now only a meter apart.

Yang Ding, however, remained calm and composed.

"No, this kid's cultivation level is more than SS level." Wang Xuehua was terrified and finally realized that Yang Ding was no ordinary person.

"Grandma, I can't take it anymore," Wang Tuoye shouted.

Mu Qingyao shouted, "If you can't hold on, admit defeat. No one from the sidelines is allowed to interfere."

Yang Ding laughed and said, "That's right, kneel down and admit defeat, and I'll spare your dog's life."

"Milk!"

Wang Tuoye believed that his grandmother, being the strongest water-type grandmaster on Earth, would definitely not watch him die.

As expected, Wang Xuehua couldn't resist making a move.

She released a powerful burst of spiritual energy, turning the frost dragon into a puddle of water.

Mu Qingyao glared angrily, "Wang Xuehua, you interfered with the competition without permission, your grandson's eligibility to compete is invalid."

Wang Xuehua laughed and said, "There are at least three Grandmasters of Water Element and dozens of cultivators with SSSS-level or higher cultivation levels present. Why do you say it was my interference?"

"you……"

Mu Qingyao's beautiful face turned bright red with anger.

She couldn't possibly stop the match to investigate and question people.

Wang Xuehua is shameless and refuses to admit it, so there's nothing she can do.

In the end, all the principles and rules in this world boil down to the power of brute force.

Wang Tuoye was relieved to see his grandmother so shameless.

"Yang Ding, let's see what other skills you have."

He mustered his last bit of spiritual energy, condensing it into eight flames that surrounded Yang Ding in order to break through his spatial escape defenses.

Yang Ding remained calm and turned to look at Wang Xuehua.

"Old Wang, since you're so shameless, then I'll teach your grandson a lesson."

"How dare you be so disrespectful to my grandmother!"

Eight flames shot towards Yang's head simultaneously.

Yang Ding activated a U-shaped spatial escape technique on the left, right, and rear, eliminating the six clusters of high-temperature flames.

He used his Leaping Dragon Mace to disperse the two flames with the "Sweeping Sword Wind Through the Forest" technique.

Then he used all his strength to unleash an even more powerful mace attack.

The two were too close, only ten meters apart, while Yang Ding's sword energy now covered an area of ​​forty meters.

Wang Tuoye was already exhausted of mental energy and had no time to react before being swept in two.

Its lower body was hanging from the roof, while its upper body rolled down from the Hall of Heroes. As it fell, Wang Xuehua wrapped it in ice.

"Takuno, my grandson!" Wang Xuehua shouted.

"Yang Ding, you bastard, I'm going to kill you."

She was about to rush over when she was stopped by a hundred Yao Guang Guards under Mu Qingyao's command.

The Yaoguang Guards formed a human wall in the air.

Mu Qingyao's long hair was loose, and two wooden hairpins floated in the air, ready for battle at any moment.

When she fought Wang Xuehua, she never thought about defense; it was a fight where they would both perish.

"Master Wang, please retreat, or the Queen will charge you with treason and have your entire family executed."

"He killed someone, what happened to the promise of stopping short of killing?"

"Yang Ding was only defending against the high-temperature fireball attack. It's because your grandson was too incompetent and didn't have time to defend."

Wang Xuehua's forehead veins bulged, revealing her true colors. Pointing at Yang Ding, she said, "See you in Donghai City."

"Once I return to Donghai City, I will definitely pay you a visit."

"I'm waiting for you, Donghai City fleet, listen to my command."

"exist!"

"go home!"

Wang Xuehua no longer gave the Queen any face. With a wave of her hand, she turned around and left, carrying her grandson's two severed corpses.

After this wave of attacks, there were only six people left on the roof of Valhalla.

Zhao Lie's grandson, Zhao Guangwu, was actually Zhou Liren's illegitimate son. He walked towards Yang Ding with the black gold sword in his hand.

He was wearing the golden armor of the Dragon Guard and a golden mask.

"You actually have a fifth-grade martial arts cultivation level, so you had already awakened it before entering Jiangling University, and someone was teaching you?"

He was also a martial arts genius who awakened his powers at the age of ten and was personally taught and fed advanced cultivation resources by Zhou Liren.

That's why he was able to break through to the middle level of the sixth rank of martial arts in his thirties and become a captain in the Dragon Guard.

"You don't need to worry about that. How do you want to play?" Yang Ding asked.

"Azi is my younger sister. I heard that you often bully her in Jinling City."

"So, your name isn't Zhao Guangwu, but Huang Guangwu?" Yang Ding asked.

"That's right. For Zhou Ruoxi's sake, you should admit defeat. Otherwise, I'll show you what real sword energy is like."