"I have official duties to attend to. Once I’m done, I will go and pay respects to Master myself."
"You’re not in a position to decide that! Master has given a strict order that you must be brought back, even if it ans beating you until you can’t move and dragging you there!"
Such arrogance!
Fang Yu began to doubt himself a bit.
Is it ... who no longer commands respect?
He glanced at Lin Wu beside him, who was trembling with nerves and looking haggard.
Speaking of which, you’re from the Lin Family too. Why not share so information about the Lin Family instead of bringing the martial arts school’s troubles to ?
Fang Yu was sowhat frustrated.
All he wanted was to hear so news; why did it feel so hard?
Then he looked at the people eating breakfast at the tables next to them.
Indeed, the mont his na was ntioned, it caused a huge commotion.
"Holy shit! Is that Diao Deyi?!"
"I know, I know! He’s a survivor from the Peony Workshop! Rumors say he’s actually a demon! Otherwise, why did the Green Demon kill everyone but spare him?"
"It can’t be, right? If he were a demon, would the Foolish Underworld let him live?"
"Well, who knows? Maybe he has so tricks up his sleeve that can deceive the people from the Foolish Underworld."
The person said this with an awkward defiance.
But most people were sowhat skeptical.
After all, it’s the Foolish Underworld’s business to chase down demons. Who would believe that a demon has infiltrated the Foolish Underworld?
Song Dongn frowned slightly.
He felt sothing peculiar.
This junior brother who joined the sect later, he seems quite famous?
And he knows so strange moves from beyond our Sect.
But, he’s no match for !
Because, I am the lead senior disciple of the Yuan Body Martial Arts School!
Inside the Yuan Body Martial Arts School, I am the strongest!
This is what Master has told , and he could never be wrong!
"Yuan Body Phantom White Kick!"
Purple, blue, and red powders converged, swirling around Song Dongn like clouds.
Fang Yu was stunned.
What’s this?
This thing... is Yuan Body Phantom White Kick?
Fang Yu was flabbergasted.
This damn thing couldn’t even form a proper Bone Armor?
Song Dongn had obviously misunderstood Fang Yu’s perplexed expression.
He said coldly.
"Do you see it? This is my Yuan Body Phantom White Kick!"
"This is the Cloud Powder Leg Technique that only I, as the lead senior disciple, can cultivate!"
"With this leg technique empowering , my speed will exceed the capture ability of your eyesight!"
Bang!
With a push from his feet, Song Dongn charged over.
"So fast!"
The onlookers from the neighboring tables exclaid.
"This is the true strength of our lead senior disciple!"
Lin Wu next to them held his breath.
Then, they saw Fang Yu raise his hand.
Smack!!!
With one slap, Fang Yu knocked Song Dongn to the ground where he tumbled several tis. With a swollen face, Song Dongn lay there, dumbfounded, his head spinning, seemingly still not understanding what had happened.
-101!
A red critical hit.
[Song Dongn: 155/300.]
Fang Yu hadn’t used his full strength.
Otherwise, with the Bone Armor, a couple of slaps could kill a man.
What’s the deal with Song Dongn?
High levels but low abilities?
His stats looked pretty good on paper.
But in an actual fight, he was utterly incompetent. I wonder how he has been cultivating.
It’s like... he only focuses on relentless cultivation without doing anything else, just blindly cultivating.
Fang Yu even doubted that even if his strength dropped by a notch or two, he would still be able to easily kill this trash.
Pure trash.
Under Fang Yu’s slap, the exclamation from the neighboring table ceased abruptly, eyes widened, and they were montarily unable to react.
"What happened? What just happened?"
"Why did that guy get knocked down all of a sudden? Didn’t he just charge over here really quickly?"
"The disparity! The disparity! This is the strength of one of the Ten Householders of the Foolish Underworld; average martial artists can’t even scrape a mark on him!"
Regaining their senses, the crowd began to whisper in shock, murmuring to one another.
But their voices, inevitably, reached Song Dongn’s ears.
His face turned red in an instant.
Flushing with embarrassnt, Song Dongn stood up abruptly.
Pointing his sword at Fang Yu.
"You, you’re cheating! Fight fair and square with the martial arts of the Yuan Body Gym! I will not lose to you!"
As these words ca out.
Not just Fang Yu, but even the onlookers couldn’t help but feel tense.
"Brother, are you out of your mind? Did I not see soone knock you into a pig’s head without much of a technique, and you’re sure you still need others to use your so-called gym’s cultivation techniques to fight you?"
"Heh heh heh heh! So overconfident! Haven’t you realized? This Householder from the Foolish Underworld was holding back! With the strength he just displayed, if he were serious, you wouldn’t last a single move!"
"It’s important to know oneself. If I were you, I would’ve run far away by now, not still have the sha to stand here shouting for a duel."
Hearing these words, Song Dongn’s face turned even redder, his complexion resembling the color of liver, and his chest heaved violently.
"You, you all! You’re too bullying!!"
He glared angrily at Fang Yu.
"Today, you win. But tomorrow, I want you to co to the Yuan Body Gym, and we will have another match!"
"Then, I will make you understand that all these tricks are useless! Only the martial arts of our Yuan Body Gym are the strongest!"
Fuming, Song Dongn stomped his foot, sheathed his sword, and left.
Win, won?
Junior Brother Diao, won???
Lin Wu stared unbelievingly with wide eyes.
He couldn’t fathom this outco.
Could this be... a mont of sudden enlightennt?
Could this be... a mont of sudden enlightennt!!!
He clenched his fists tightly.
And abruptly stood up, turned around, and walked away.
"Eh? Lin Wu? Senior Brother Lin? How is junior sister Shan doing? Why didn’t she co with you? And what about your family..."
Fang Yu was still asking, but Lin Wu had already walked far away.
Fang Yu imdiately felt regretful.
If he had known, he would have asked directly about the Lin Family’s matters, instead of starting with small talk.
After all, he wasn’t close with junior sister Shan; he was just having an awkward chat, trying to steer the conversation towards the Lin Family.
Forget it, forget it, Lin Wu has left; he should just go to Li Baizhen to acquire information.
Watching Lin Wu’s dejected figure leaving, Fang Yu shook his head slightly and looked in the direction of the Foolish Underworld.
...
In a civilian’s firewood room.
A woman, with her hands and feet bound, a rag stuffed in her mouth, was locked in here.
Her clothes were dirty and tattered, seeming to indicate she had been held for so ti.
Her face also showed signs of hunger, indicating she wasn’t fed well, and might even have about suffered starvation.
Her na was Shan Feizhen, a disciple of the Yuan Body Gym.
But her background was not noble.
She was of ordinary descent.
Because of a stroke of luck and aptitude, she entered the doors of the martial gym.
She thought it was like a fish leaping over the dragon gate, but her so-called genius aptitude was just diocre in the gym.
After accepting reality, Shan Feizhen just started to accept her diocrity and focused on practicing her martial arts.
That was when she heard a piece of news.
That one of her peers, a senior sister, had married into the executive levels of the West House Gang.
All of a sudden, she had shot up the ranks.
She not only left the gym but also beca a higher-up.
Eating and drinking well every day, attended by servants, with nothing to do but enjoy herself.
Shan Feizhen was tempted.
But her conditions were not good, yet unexpectedly, soone suddenly ca knocking.
And it was soone from the Lin Family!
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