368 I Need No Permission to Whack You (2/2)

Suddenly, a strange aura emanated from Xiao Luo and a chill spread across the entire kendo gym, making everyone shudder in trepidation.

Even Liu Fei sensed it, giving him the illusion that the young man who was walking towards him wasn't human, but a terrifying demon. He shook the thought from his head and laughed maniacally. ”Hahaha… so, it does look like you've taken the wrong medicine. You want me to get on my knees? You better wake up; you must be talking in your sleep!”

Guo Qinghe had no intention of stopping this spiraling conflict. When he learned that Xiao Luo was Luo's Workshop's boss during their alma mater reunion in Jiangcheng, inside him, he felt aggrieved that Xiao Luo had overshadowed his achievements. It was because of this that he had a deep-seated resentment toward Xiao Luo in his heart.

”HIYAH!

Having lost miserably in the sword duel, then to be now taunted by some kid who did not know his place, was too much for Liu Fei to bear. Infuriated, he finally lost his mind and charged at Xiao Luo with a deafening roar. He attacked with the wooden sword held high in both hands and intended to show Xiao Luo exactly how powerful a kendo exponent he was.

Liu Fei's roar sounded like a clap of thunder and reverberated across the gym. He dashed forward like a leopard and used the roar to gain the element of surprise, giving him a momentary edge in momentum and speed of attack. His raised wooden sword immediately stuck downward viciously on Xiao Luo's shoulder. Even the strike of a wooden sword could still inflict damage and unbearable pain and was no different than by being hit by an iron rod.

”Nooooo…Daddy!”

Su Xiaobei was so frightened that she screamed and covered her eyes with her hands, not daring to look.

THWACK!

A loud, sickening thud followed as the wooden sword found its mark on Xiao Luo's shoulder.

Xiao Luo snorted as he channeled a powerful wave of inner power outward, sending it surging through the wooden sword like a raging current.

Lio Fei couldn't understand what was going on, and his face suddenly paled as he felt an overwhelming force flowing through the wooden sword that blasted out, sending a shock of immense pain to his hands. He was thrown back even as the sword flew from his grip.

What just happened?

Liu Fei stared at his trembling arms in complete shock, and he was unable to grasp what had happened. He only knew that he hit the young man on his shoulder with the wooden sword, and the next thing, he was the one who was thrown back falling to the ground. How was this possible?

The partisan crowd, including Guo Qinghe, gasped at what they saw. What had just happened made no sense at all.

Xiao Luo glanced at the wooden sword lying on the gym floor and extended his arm in its direction and spread his fingers wide. And, unbelievably, by employing the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms' attraction force, the wooden sword flew into his hands through the air.

”GASP!”

Everyone gasped again, this time in horror, and their jaws dropped as they stared at Xiao Luo in shocked silence. How was this even possible—did he use telekinesis?

They felt like they were hallucinating, but no matter how many times they blinked their eyes, the wooden sword that had been lying on the floor was truly in Xiao Luo's hands.

”Y-you… what magic is this?”

Liu Fei had forsaken his demeanor of self-righteousness and arrogance, and his face looked sallow, with his entire body breaking out in a cold sweat.

”No, this is martial arts!”

Xiao Luo said with a wicked smile on his face, then, without any warning, he smashed the wooden sword across Liu Fei's right leg.

”AARGH…”

Liu Fei howled miserably as the crunching blow instantly broke his right leg.

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