Chapter 362: Exclusive Massage (1/2)
Yang Wei's announcement was like a sharp arrow, piercing through every skin and fiber from the Purple Scorpion Sect.
Not only did Yang Wei humiliate them, but he was also sneering at their strength.
They were powerful cultivators as well in their sect and to be called a training partner for him to test out his new moves, they were infuriated.
”Hmph, I shall beat the crap out of him.” One of the disciples could no longer endure the humiliation as he tried to rush onto the stage.
However, Elder Jang quickly stopped him for a moment.
”Disciple Di Zhou, don't let anger get to you. Du Chen suffered a miserable defeat because he underestimated the power of Yang Wei.” Elder Jang said.
”This disciple understands what to do, Elder Jang. I will fight with my full power.” Di Zhou replied as he exuded a profound aura.
Seeing his determination, Elder Jang nodded his head.
”Good, smother the crap out of Yang Wei. No one can survive after humiliating our Purple Scorpion Sect.” Elder Jang shouted.
With that said, Di Zhou kicked the ground as he propelled himself toward the stage.
”I'll be your opponent, Yang Wei.” Di Zhou said in a menacing tone.
Yang Wei chuckled softly as he glanced at Di Zhou.
”And who are you?” Yang Wei asked. ”Actually, never mind, I have no interest in knowing your name since you'll be leaving the stage fairly soon.”
Di Zhou was enraged when Yang Wei didn't even bat an eyelid on him.
He was stronger than Di Chen yet Yang Wei still gave him zero respect.
”Go to hell!” With anger brimming his eyes, Di Zhou had quickly forgotten the words Elder Jang had said as he charged after Yang Wei.
'Haa… this is why I love cultivators. Always caring about their superficial face and being humiliated angers them to no end.' Yang Wei laughed inwardly as he easily dodged Di Zhou's strike.
Di Zhou continued to attack Yang Wei to no end, and occasionally, he would try to poison Yang Wei.
Alas, everything was futile since Yang Wei's resistance to poison had increased dramatically after fusing with Zhu Wenqian's Saint Blood.
Thus, even if Di Zhou's poison somehow landed on Yang Wei, it would quickly get purified.
'Why are all my moves not working?' Di Zhou cursed silently as he tried to increase his power forcefully to destroy Yang Wei.
The crowd was also cheering extremely loud when they finally saw an action-packed fight.
Time slowly passed by, and Yang Wei hadn't even received a scratch.
In fact, Di Zhou's stamina could be visibly seen decreasing with each passing time.
Meanwhile, Yang Wei's stamina was still filled to the brim as this kind of fight was a piece of cake for him.
After all, the training from Senior Fan Ping could be described as hellish.
However, the hellish training method had worked perfectly as Yang Wei had turned stronger than before.
”I guess it's time for me to attack, right?” Yang Wei smirked cheekily as he flicked his hand.
Spiritualized Spears soon appeared at his will.
Di Zhou started panicking when he witnessed the spiritualized spear. He had seen how much Du Chen had struggled against it, so he wouldn't dare to treat the technique lightly.
”Damn it, I'll kill you.” Di Zhou screamed as he retrieved a pill and consumed it.
Yang Wei snickered coldly when he saw that.
”Aiyah, the Purple Scorpion Sect are truly shameless. Unable to defeat me with their own strength so now they have to rely on pills to fight. If others don't know, they would have thought the Purple Scorpion Sect only has sick disciples.” Yang Wei laughed wickedly.
He was returning the words Du Chen had uttered previously back to them.
”Let's go Senior Brother Yang Wei. Slaughter the heck out of the Purple Scorpion Sect.”
”Senior Brother Yang Wei is too awesome. The Purple Scorpion Sect is now a laughing stock.”
The Swift Feather Wind Sect disciples cheered loudly as they witnessed Yang Wei getting revenge for them in a grand and mighty manner.
The momentum of Yang Wei was so fierce that even the crowd got all agitated as they began screaming and cheering for Yang Wei.
”Thank you everyone for the support.” Yang Wei cupped his fist toward everyone while ignoring Di Zhou.
”As much as I want to give my thanks even further, I still need to thrash my opponent. Thus, my gifts to you people in return is a spectacular finish.” Yang Wei promised the crowd as he snapped his finger.