Staring at the three Headmasters, Master Li recalled the intense pressure engulfing the entire pocket dimension of the Great Serpent Cultivation School.
"I'm not doing this because I'm afraid of your words," Master Li said coldly. "You three have offended me, and I'll make sure this doesn't end well. It's your lives I'll take. But there are other matters I need to attend to."
"We're not going to see you out, Uncle Li," Axton said, bowing his head emotionlessly.
"You got me, Axton," Master Li smirked. "I wonder how long you'll be able to stay in your position."
"That's up to the Sect Master—it's hard to tell," Axton replied.
"It won't be long," Master Li remarked, his gaze shifting to the Wanderer 'hiding' behind the Headmasters. "And you. You're hiding something—something that doesn't belong to you."
"Really?" Apollo raised an eyebrow, a small smile tugging at his lips. "Do you know what Yoga is?"
Hearing this, Master Li's eyes lit up.
Is that what he's hiding? Yoga? Is he going to tell me now? Master Li thought, anticipation flickering in his expression.
The presence of the Legendary Beast they worshipped made him uneasy, and he was determined to get to the bottom of this.
"I see you're finally afraid," Master Li smirked coldly. "Now, tell me—what is this Yoga you're talking about?"
Meanwhile, Axton glanced at the beggar, confusion etched across his face. He was the only one who knew that Yoma possessed the Great Ascendant Transformation Technique, and it puzzled him that the beggar seemed to be saying something entirely unrelated.
It didn't surprise him that Master Li didn't realize the presence he referred to came from the Ascendant Technique—very few had ever encountered it.
"What's Yoga?" Master Popo, standing nearby, couldn't help but ask.
Apollo smirked at the Fire Shrine Headmaster before widening his grin at the old man from the Middle Continent.
"Yoga't… small d*ck!" he shouted, then burst into laughter, clutching his stomach and pointing at Master Li with his other hand. "Not only that! Yoga't small brain, and Yoga't baited! Hahaha!"
Headmaster Axton, Elmo, and Master Popo exchanged confused glances.
"Yoga? You got?" Elmo asked, his large frame unable to conceal the look of confusion that shifted to surprise.
Axton caught on quickly, while Master Popo had to repeat it a couple of times before he finally understood.
"Hahaha!" Master Popo joined the beggar's laughter, their voices echoing throughout the area.
Some of the onlookers on the balcony stifled their laughter, aware of the danger, though their eyes betrayed their amusement.
Master Li's face turned red with anger. "You dare play me?! You've got some nerve!"
The moment those words left his mouth, he instantly regretted it.
Sure enough, Apollo and Master Popo burst into even louder laughter.
"I do have some balls! Hahaha!"
"You!" Master Li shouted, pointing angrily at the beggar, prompting Axton and Elmo to step forward immediately.
Seeing this, Master Li frowned. Although he could defeat all of them even if they joined forces, doing so would be like admitting he was bullying someone weaker than himself. And if the people from the Middle Continent discovered that an Outer Elder from the Great Serpent Sect was bullying the weak, the school's reputation would be tainted, and so would his position.
Around this time, Kuo-Pal opened his eyes. After blinking at the sky a few times, his memories surged back, and he instantly stood up to find the beggar kid.
Fear engulfed him as he recalled their battle. In the final moments, dozens of techniques had been hurled at him, and he realized that he would never be able to defeat the beggar kid, even if he gave it his all. He had hoped that fate would somehow intervene, allowing him to win with the help of his anger and vigor.
However, expectations and reality are often very different.
Before he knew it, he had been engulfed in a bright light, then passed out from intense pain.
All he wanted now was to go to his Master and ask for revenge. But when his eyes landed on the confrontation happening in the middle of the battlefield, the fear in his heart vanished, replaced by a sneer.
He vaguely remembered someone appearing before him amidst the intense light—it seemed like it was his Master.
"You are dead," Kuo muttered, staring at the beggar kid hiding behind the three Headmasters, his gaze filled with killing intent.
Now that his Master had stepped in, his opponent was as good as finished.
"Kill that beggar, Master!" Kuo shouted, his eyes shining with excitement. "There's no way someone from a backward place could defeat me! He definitely cheated!"
"Shut up!" Master Li barked with a glare.
Kuo instantly closed his mouth but couldn't help feeling confused. Then he heard laughter coming from his opponent and noticed the headmaster making a crude gesture, which only deepened his confusion.
Only now did he sense the strange atmosphere in the air. What's happening?
He stood there, watching as his Master talked with the 'backward people.' After a while, he saw his Master flying toward him.
"M-Master?" Kuo tilted his head.
"We're going back to the Capital City," Master Li said, his expression extremely cold. Even a fool could tell he was not in a good mood.
"But Master! They offended us! They even humiliated me! We can't just let this go!" Kuo argued, pointing a finger at Apollo and the others.
"You are the reason for this humiliation!" Master Li scoffed angrily. Besides teaching his disciple, he also enjoyed venting his anger and frustration on him.
"Me?" Kuo repeated, his eyes wide. It wasn't the first time his Master had been mean to him, but he had done his best out there. It was just that... his opponent was stronger. Deep down, Kuo knew the beggar kid hadn't cheated—they had been the ones to employ underhanded methods, which had ultimately failed.
And in this humiliation, his Master should share the blame! Why is he only blaming me? Kuo thought but didn't dare voice it aloud, knowing better than to dig his own grave.
"No more questions. We are leaving," Master Li said before flying into the distance.
Seeing this, Kuo could only grit his teeth and follow after his Master.