Chapter 52: Let Me First Break Your Legs! (1/2)
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”Woah, look at them go!” Xiang Shaoyun teased.
The outer court disciples around them finally couldn't hold it in anymore and burst out in laughter. In fact, they had been holding their laughter since Gou Zi and Wu Mingliang's first clash.
”Get away from me!” Wu Mingliang felt an unprecedented sense of shame as he pushed Gou Zai away furiously.
”Calm down, seventh brother,” a sonorous voice rang out from a certain corner of the arena.
When Wu Mingliang heard that voice, he immediately suppressed the fury in his heart. A few people could be seen walking toward them. The one leading the group somewhat resembled Wu Mingliang. This was Wu Mingliang's sixth brother, Wu Mingguang.
Wu Mingguang was two years older than Wu Mingliang and was far stronger. He had reached third-stage Astral Realm and was among the top 50 inner court disciples.
”Sixth brother, take him down! He has been pus.h.i.+ng it too far!” Wu Mingliang asked for his brother's help.
”Don't worry. Your sixth brother will seek justice for you,” Wu Mingguang promised before turning his eyes to the martial officer. ”Martial officer, since you have decided to watch on as everything happened, I only hope you can continue doing the same and keep on pretending to see nothing.”
The martial officer replied, ”Audacious! Are you ordering me around?”
”Interpret it however you wish,” Wu Mingguang replied coldly.
”Even if you are a personal disciple, you don't have the authority to order me around!” the martial officer barked gloomily.
”Is that so? How about now?” Wu Mingguang said as a command medallion appeared in his hand. It was an elder's medallion, and the holder of once such medallion was to be accorded the treatment of an elder. Not even overseers could disobey the holder of the elder's medallion.
The martial officer's pupils shrank while his face became ashen. ”I advise you to not do anything stupid. Xiang Shaoyun has already gotten the attention of the palace's higher-ups.”
Wu Mingguang acted like he had heard none of that and proceeded to berate Xiang Shaoyun, ”Kneel down and apologize to my brother immediately! Beg for his forgiveness until he is willing to forgive you. Or else, I will make sure you suffer a fate worse than death!”
Wu Mingguang spoke ferociously, his body emanating a faint b.l.o.o.d.y aura that caused others to not dare look straight at him. The aura he was releasing made it clear he was someone who had taken life before. Meanwhile, many outer court disciples started distancing themselves from the arena, afraid that they would be misunderstood as Xiang Shaoyun's accomplice. No matter what, they couldn't afford to offend any inner court disciples.
Xiang Shaoyun merely dug his ear and sneered, ”What's that smell? Have you been farting? Look at how everyone is running from the smell!”
”Boss, not even fart stinks that bad! That's the smell of a pile of s.h.i.+t!” Xia Liuhui said.
”Haha, yes, indeed. You're a smart one, kid. I'll be sure to reward you later,” Xiang Shaoyun laughed heartily.
”Impudent!” Wu Mingguang bellowed with an ashen expression as he readied himself to attack Xia Liuhui and Xiang Shaoyun.
But right this moment, someone beside him said, ”Sixth young master, what's the point of getting angry over a bug like this? Let me deal with him. I'll cripple all his limbs before handing him to you.”
The speaker was a young man with dark skin. He was holding two heavy hammers, and with one look, it was clear he was a martial cultivator specializing in strength. This youth was Tie Gang, a late-phase, second-stage Astral Realm cultivator. He was one of Wu Mingguang's main underlings.