Chapter 21: Ill Defeat Him Again! (2/2)

Peng!

“AHHH!”

Wu Mingliang was sent flying by Xiang Shaoyun. Furthermore, the area which Xiang Shaoyun had struck him was the same spot Xiang Shaoyun had kicked him, resulting in a double whammy.

Xiang Shaoyun furiously pressed the attack, rus.h.i.+ng forward with his fastest possible speed. He sent a Gale Winds Kick at Wu Mingliang’s sword hand, kicking the tier-2 sword from his hand before sending a second kick right at his face.

“This is for getting everybody to not let me fight for food!

“This is for letting your stupid lackeys bully me!

“This is for provoking me, and this is for being even more pretentious than I am!”

Xiang Shaoyun vented all his suppressed frustrations, landing blow after blow on Wu Mingliang’s face without holding back. Wu Mingliang was quickly beaten into a pig’s head. The audience present to witness the carnage were terrified beyond belief. If that flurry of attacks were to land on their own faces, they would be left in a very bad state.

This was especially true for Wu Mingliang’s group of lackeys; they were all afraid Xiang Shaoyun would target them in the future. Within a distant building, two elders bore sight to all that happened in the Sparring Arena.

“Brother Changhe, the disciple you took in has a boundless future ahead of him!” the older person, sighing lightly, said to the younger person. These two people were Martial Hall Palace’s fourteenth elder and the senior brother of Xiang Shaoyun, Zi Changhe.

Zi Changhe lightly chuckled and said, “I am not worthy of being his teacher. I am merely taking a disciple on behalf of teacher. However, this brat has indeed exceeded all my expectations; within ten days, he was actually able to jump two levels of cultivation and reach seventh-stage Basic Realm, living up to his talent.”

The fourteenth elder enthusiastically praised Xiang Shaoyun, “He has done far more than just living up to his talent! He is simply a genius among geniuses, defeating someone with a cultivation two stages higher than his own with such ease! He might be even more amazing than the palace master’s personal disciple!”

“They should be matched in strength at most,” Zi Changhe replied, before saying shortly after, “Enough, let’s go to the Hundred Beast Mountain Range at once. There has been some unrest there recently, possibly the appearance of a spirit item! We must protect these brats well.”

“Are you not going to care about this junior brother of yours anymore?” the fourteenth elder exclaimed in astonishment.

“I’m making him stay in the outer court for half a year to dull his boastful personality. Half a year later, I’ll pa.s.s him a few more things before taking him to Cloud Margin City to personally meet my revered master,” Zi Changhe spoke of his plan.

“Yes, unrefined jade will not make useful tools. Your method of doing things is much more beneficial compared to the rest of the elders!” the fourteenth elder replied.

Meanwhile, Xiang Shaoyun had finally stopped his barrage of attacks on Wu Mingliang. Wu Mingliang’s face was covered with wounds, a state too horrific to look straight at.

“With this little bit of power, you dare to coerce all the outer court disciples into going against me? You’d better go back and cultivate in your mother’s womb for another 100 years before coming out,” Xiang Shaoyun said, his voice containing an unhidden lace of contempt.

Wu Mingliang’s half-dead eyes glared at Xiang Shaoyun as he said with great difficulty, “You…you dare to hit me? My…my two older brothers won’t let you off!”

He hadn’t even finished speaking before he fainted. The crowd watching the scene could not believe their eyes. Xiang Shaoyun used so little effort during the fight that it seemed like pigs were flying.

The officiating martial officer hastily rushed over and placed a finger under Wu Mingliang’s nose. Discovering that he was still breathing, the officer heaved a sigh of relief and declared, “The winner of this fight is Xiang Shaoyun!”

“Hahah! I knew boss would definitely win! You’ve won boss! In the future, you must take good care of me, okay?” Xia Liuhui was the most excited among the spectators, shouting and jumping around.

The disciples near him had black lines on their faces as they murmured in their hearts, “You shameless b.a.s.t.a.r.d! Wasn’t it you who had told Xiang Shaoyun not to lose too badly?”

In another corner of the arena, Lu Xiaoqing’s beautiful eyes sparkled with a unique glint.