Chapter - 223 Disaster Strikes When the Screen Wall Breaches the Impregnable Fortress (3) (1/2)

”Dian Xiong [brother Dian],” Monk Peng persuaded, ”Because we were fighting over the Jiaozhu position in the past, we became enemies to each other. Yang Xiao is admittedly narrow-minded, but if we think carefully, the Wu San Ren are not without fault …”

”Nonsense!” Zhou Dian was furious, ”No one among the Wu San Ren was dreaming to become the Jiaozhu; what did we do wrong?”

Shuo Bude said, ”Even if we fight for a year or a year and a half longer, we would still be unable to clear up our Cult's past argument of right and wrong. Zhou Dian, let me ask you this: are you or are you not a disciple of 'Ming Zun Huo Sheng' [The Bright Prophet of the Holy Fire]?”

”Do you have to even question that fact?” Zhou Dian said.

Shuo Bude said, ”Today a great disaster is looming above our Cult's head; if we keep our hands inside our sleeves, after we die, do we have a face to see 'Ming Zun' and Yang Jiaozhu [Cult Leader Yang]? If you are scared of the Six Major Sects, you can stay here. We are going to the Brightness Peak to join the battle and die for our Cult. You may come later to bury our bones!”

Zhou Dian leaped up and struck Shuo Bude's face with his palm, while cursing, ”Fart!”

'Slap!' Shuo Bude endured the heavy strike quietly. Slowly he opened his mouth and spat out several teeth; not a single word came out of his mouth. His cheek from white turned to red, from red turned dark scarlet and grew bigger.

Monk Peng and the others were stunned. Zhou Dian was even more shocked. Actually, Shuo Bude and Zhou Dian's martial art skills were almost on par with each other. When Zhou Dian casually sent out his palm, if he wanted to, he could parry or dodged; either way, Zhou Dian's palm would definitely not hit him. Who would have thought that he took the beating without doing anything? Consequently, his injury was not light.

Zhou Dian was filled with remorse. ”Shuo Bude,” he called out, ”Hit me back! If you don't, you are not a human.”

Shuo Bude smiled wryly and said, ”My energy is reserved to fight the enemy. Why would I want to hit a friend?”

Zhou Dian was angry; he raised his palm and heavily struck his own face. 'Slap!' he also spat several teeth out.

Monk Peng was startled. ”Zhou Dian,” he said, ”What are you doing?”

Zhou Dian angrily replied, ”I shouldn't have struck Shuo Bude. I told him to hit me back, he did not want to, so I have to do it myself.”

”Zhou Dian,” Shuo Bude said, ”You and I are like brothers. The four of us are going to risk our lives in a battle on the Brightness Peak, we might part forever. What harm does it bring to let you hit me with a palm?”

Zhou Dian's heart was deeply touched. He shouted with a cry in his voice, ”I'm also going to the Brightness Peak. Yang Xiao's old debt, let me set aside for the time being.”