Chapter 797 - Try Your Best (1/2)

Xiao Luo was standing upright like a pine tree. His bangs were flying on his forehead even though there was no wind. He gazed at Elder Zheng indifferently, as if he did not care a fig about the world and everything was within his control. At that moment, the psychological battle between Elder Zheng and Xiao Luo started.

The surrounding air seemed to be stagnant. The disciples there were all feeling confused.

Hu Qingsong, Luo Jinshi, and Ai Linda felt somewhat nervous. There was tension, and the energy suggested that a ferocious fight was on the verge of breaking out.

“You are at a much higher level than a Martial Master–just what stage are you truly at?” Elder Zheng asked as he stared at Xiao Luo like a viper.

A slight smile lifted a corner of Xiao Luo’s mouth, and he replied, “Try me, and you will find out.”

Try him?

The disciples who heard him could not help but gasp.

“The guy is too cocky. He’s even egging Elder Zheng to try him out.”

“Elder Zheng is a Martial Emperor at the middle stage. How dare he tell a Martial Emperor to try his attainment? He is too arrogant.”

“It is not arrogance. It is self-conceit. And the chap will pay for it!”

Zheng Feihan took a step forward. Pointing at Xiao Luo, he cursed in anger, “Son of a b*tch. Don’t you dare brag! My grandpa can kill you like killing an ant. Cut the trash talk. You are a dead duck. Scr*w you!”

With his arms crossed on his chest, Chen Junbin said, “It is just a waste of time to speak to a man who is about to die. Look at him. He looks dead already. When he dies, we will take all of his clothes off and hang his body on the city wall to parade him out. How comforting it will be!”

“Mother ducker. Those two b*stards are cruel. God damned jerk, do not be gentle with them,” said the Duck Emperor from Ghost’s pocket.

Xiao Luo threw a glance at Zheng Feihan and Chen Junbin. Honestly, he had no desire to deal with those two inept stumblebums at all.

Suddenly, Elder Zheng made his move.

“Arrogant jerk, take that!”

Elder Zheng shouted. He thrust his wrinkled right palm out toward Xiao Luo.

The ferocious power of the palm attack rolled out from his palm like angry waves. It swept over toward Xiao Luo as violently as a hurricane. Inside the raging storm was a screeching dragon created by the True Inner Force and threatening to tear Xiao Luo apart. The ground cracked and dust kicked up into the air as the hurricane moved toward Xiao Luo. The mounting pressure from the force of the storm spread out along its path.

“Get out of the way!”

Hu Qingsong shouted. He did not want to see any innocent person killed in the Mu City Academy. It was the last thing he would like to see. In his eyes, the Mu City Academy was already a cruel tyrant who exercised dictatorship. The common folk in Mu City had to endure the cruelty and felt hopeless.

Xiao Luo remained motionless. The True Inner Force inside him reacted instinctively and surged out of his body through thousands of pores. An invisible shield formed around him to protect him.

BAM!

The palm strike from Elder Zheng hit the shield directly. The roaring dragon created from the True Inner Force struck the shield with substantial force. However, the dragon instantly disintegrated. The palm force spread all around Xiao Luo. The ground cracked open and collapsed. The power was so great that it sent Zheng Feihan and Chen Junbin flying. The disciples who watched from afar were forced to retreat another two to three miles.

With Ghost’s help, Hu Qingsong, Luo Jinshi, and Ai Linda escaped injury. All they felt was a wild wind blowing against them.

It was not until several seconds later that the raging palm force dissipated gradually.