If Heaven hadn't given birth to me, I would be arrogant.

Zong stood in the dueling arena, but he wasn't muttering to himself. Instead, he was whispering to his junior apprentice, "Hey, Xiao Hei, are you really confident about that Youyun Black Panther?"

"Hehe! Don't worry, Junior Uncle, Little Pig is worth two of us!" Little Black sneered. "A mere eighth-rank magical beast, not even a celestial beast, would it have to kneel down like a dog in front of Little Pig?"

Looking at Xiao Hei's sinister grin that looked more like a silly grin, Zong Ze said helplessly, "Nonsense, of course I know that as long as you release your aura, you can overpower that leopard, but I'm asking for it to be done without anyone noticing!"

"Relax, Junior Uncle!" Xiao Hei continued with a sinister grin: "I guarantee it'll be taken care of. You just need to make a token gesture, and that Dark Cloud Black Panther will obediently lie down!"

"Alright!" Zongze nodded: "I'll use your method, but let me tell you, if this bullshit method of praying to the God of Light that you taught me doesn't work, or if it really offends the God of Light, I'll be the first to stew you with cabbage and vermicelli!"

"I guarantee it!" Little Black tilted his head: "Don't even mention that that damn God of Light won't know about your little mess. Even if he did know, he wouldn't hold you accountable. He might even try to win you over! Just think, a prayer brings forth a holy word. For the God of Light, what wonderful publicity that would be!"

After hearing Xiao Hei's guarantee, Zong Ze stopped talking nonsense and walked towards the center of the arena with a smile. Long Xiaotian also gave a soft shout, and his Youyun Black Panther slowly walked towards the center of the arena as well!

At the very center of the dueling arena, Zong Ze and Long Xiaotian greeted each other with the most standard noble etiquette. At the referee's signal, they both turned around and walked back to their respective dueling starting points!

After both sides took their positions, the referee looked towards the platform. After all, the two duelists belonged to two different empires, and one of them was the third prince of the other empire. Therefore, His Majesty the Blue Chess Warrior was the most suitable person to preside over this duel.

Lan Qizhan launched into a long speech, which, to Zong Ze, amounted to nothing more than the usual rhetoric of "friendship first, duel second." Half an hour later, at Lan Qizhan's signal, the duel began!

As expected of an eighth-level magical beast, the Youyun Black Panther darted out like a sharp sword before Long Xiaotian could even speak when the Blue Chess Battle was announced to begin. All the crowd saw was a black cloud rushing towards Zong Ze. At the same time, the Youyun Black Panther let out a deafening roar, which made many girls in the stands cover their ears!

"Heh heh, it seems that nephew Zongze has no other choice this time, he actually prayed to the God of Light!" Fox chuckled from the stands. He had been holding a grudge about his son losing to Zongze last time, and after hearing Zongze's loud prayer, he said, "Does he think he's a servant of God? That a single prayer can bring him holy words?"

"Hmm!" Lan Qizhan nodded subconsciously. Just as he was about to speak, an unexpected event occurred in the arena, startling even Lan Qizhan so much that he stood up!

Just as the Youyun Black Panther was about to reach Zong Ze, it suddenly stopped for some unknown reason. Then, in full view of everyone, the Youyun Black Panther suddenly collapsed to the ground and, upon closer inspection, it had inexplicably fainted! Before it fainted, everyone clearly saw that the Youyun Black Panther seemed to have been extremely frightened, even defecating and urinating!

Everyone on the Holy Word Continent knows that magical beasts of level five and above possess intelligence and generally control their excretions. Unless they are frightened, let alone this level eight Dark Cloud Black Panther. But, in full view of everyone, apart from Zong Ze's loud prayers, when had the Dark Cloud Black Panther ever been frightened?

However, Long Xiaotian, as a level five martial artist, was no longer the rookie Little Fox he once was. The instant the Youyun Black Panther stopped, Long Xiaotian leaped off its back. Once he landed and regained his footing, the Youyun Black Panther had already passed out, soiling itself!

After observing the Youyun Black Panther more closely, Long Xiaotian found that it had not been injured at all, but had simply fainted for no reason. Only then did he feel a little relieved. After all, even for the Third Prince, he could not afford to lose an eighth-level magical beast to the Empire!

He knew very well that now was not the time to analyze why the Dark Cloud Panther had fainted. As long as the Dark Cloud Panther was alright, he could continue his duel. After all, he had only ridden the Dark Cloud Panther in the beginning to make a grand entrance; in his mind, even without the Dark Cloud Panther, he was still confident he could defeat Zong Ze!

Seeing Long Xiaotian walking towards him with his battle sword in hand, Zong Ze secretly gave Xiao Hei a thumbs up. He really didn't expect Xiao Hei's aura to be so powerful that it could frighten an eighth-level magical beast into unconsciousness. Moreover, in order to prevent anyone from sensing this aura, Xiao Hei did not release it on a large scale, but only secretly released a trace of it to the Youyun Black Panther!

Without the Black Panther Youyun, Long Xiaotian was no match for Zong Ze. Although Long Xiaotian had the strength of a fifth-level martial artist, Zong Ze could only fight him with the strength of a second-level martial artist. However, Zong Ze had great confidence in himself.

As soon as the two sides met, Long Xiaotian didn't waste any words. He brandished his battle blade and slashed at Zong Ze!

"Damn it!" Zong Ze couldn't help but mutter to himself, "How come the combat level on this continent is so low? Last time, my grandfather used the same move, 'Splitting Mount Hua,' to chop down the city wall, and now Long Xiaotian is using the same move. Since you guys have no moves, then I'll show you something new!"

Thinking of this, Zong Ze crossed his hands, and the two-meter-long stick suddenly spun around Zong Ze's waist, then cleverly extended its tip, like a nimble snake, and "bite" at Long Xiaotian's chest!

Upon seeing this staff, Long Xiaotian was startled. His battle sword was much shorter than Zong Ze's staff. If he continued to slash, the staff would injure him before he could even reach Zong Ze. Moreover, judging from the sound of the wind as the staff spun, he would be seriously injured if he were hit!

Left with no other choice, Long Xiaotian quickly stopped his slashing and dodged the rapidly thrusting club with a sidestep!

Who is Zong Ze? Even before he began cultivating immortality, Zong Ze was considered a martial arts master. How could he not have guessed Long Xiaotian's evasion method? Zong Ze spun around on the spot, and the staff that was originally thrusting at Long Xiaotian had somehow been withdrawn, while the other end of the staff that was originally held in Zong Ze's hand swept out horizontally!

With a loud "bang," the sweeping stick struck Long Xiaotian squarely in the waist, knocking him to the ground in one move!