Chapter 88 – Counter Strike of the Youngsters of the Tradition Academy (2/2)

Although Xuan Yuan Po’s right arm was injured, his left arm was still perfectly fine. By using the unique trait of his Yao race, he barely picked up the academy door.

Some of the knights noticed his action and moved toward him to ensure the safety of that young noble.

At that exact moment, Tang Thirty Six finished his sentence.

Xuan Yuan Po screamed furiously and threw the mountain-like door that he picked up with one arm towards the young noble.

With a loud bang, a large cloud of dust rose from the ground against the rain.

The floor in front of Tradition Academy shook slightly and the water ponds on the ground seemed to jump into the air.

A second bang.

Two knights became two black dots and flew towards the distance and crashed into the ground.

Although they were still holding their iron spears, their weapons were bent.

The mount of the young noble reacted out of instinct and backed up a little. The noble wasn’t hit by Xuan Yuan Po and obviously wasn’t injured. But his cloth got splashed by the dirty water and dust from the ground. He couldn’t maintain his previous cold eyes and attitude. His face became pale and his right hand that held the saddle was shaking.

But it wasn’t out of fear, it was out of rage.

His eyes were on the three youngsters outside of Tradition Academy.

Tang Thirty Six was holding the sword in the mist.

Xuan Yuan Po was holding the door in the rain.

And Chen Chang Sheng was standing under the broken roof of the academy. He didn’t do anything, even his cloth didn’t get wet.

The noble was furious.

He wasted the life of a battle horse and cracked open the entrance of this ruined academy. He felt this action was suitable for his noble and powerful status. He was waiting for the people inside to come out so that he could rebuke them and let them experience living hell.

But the result wasn’t what he expected. He didn’t even finish his sentence and four of his subordinates were severely injured.

Even the door that he broke was used against him.

The momentum from cracking open the entrance was put down so forcefully that he wasn’t comfortable with it. He was very angry.

Everyone in the capital knew what kind of terrifying result would come of his anger.

When he was infuriated, even Zhou Tong needed to keep his silent.

He looked at the three youngsters in the rain as if they were three dead corpses.

“Very well, very well…..”

The young noble was so angry that he started laughing. A trace of red appeared on his pale cheeks. It seemed both unhealthy and creepy.

Before the young noble spoke again, Tang Thirty Six whispered to Chen Chang Sheng, “When he starts to speak, don’t let him finish.”

Xuan Yuan Po also looked at Chen Chang Sheng. Previously he and Tang Thirty Six had some action, now it was his turn.

Chen Chang Sheng looked back at Tang Thirty Six and asked confusingly, “Why?”

“Don’t let him have the chance to rebuke, make him suffer from restraint.”

“Just like what you planned last night?”

“Yes.”

“This is important because I’m not happy and I can’t him be happy either.” Tang Thirty Six looked at the broken door of Tradition Academy and answered expressionlessly.

Just this moment, the young noble’s voice was heard in the drizzle, “Very well, very well…..”

Chen Cang Sheng made a decision and raised his head while glancing at the noble.

He said the sentence, but when he spoke, he was a little slow and felt conflicted because he had never said this kind of sentence before in his life. But besides this, he didn’t know how to stop the words of the young noble. Just as Tang Thirty Six, the broken door of Tradition Academy made him angry as well.

“Well…..

He looked at the young noble and said sincerely, “F*** your grand aunt.”

From Xi Ning Village to the capital, he never cursed. Chen Chang Sheng hardly ever yelled at anyone. Therefore when he cursed, he was inexperienced. He even stopped midway a few times. It was as if he was a child starting to learn how to speak. The syllables followed one another slowly.

Speaking logically, the young noble had time to stop Chen Chang Sheng’s sentence, but he didn’t.

Chen Chang Sheng thought he finally succeed even though it was a bit sloppy.

He glanced at Tang Thirty Six for some compliments, but he noticed the atmosphere of the field was a little strange.

Silence filled the entrance of Tradition Academy in the morning drizzle. Even the dust from the crashes were put down by the wetness of rain and couldn’t swirl in the air anymore.