"Situ Kuang, you have so nerve to use the Shattering Palm on my nephew!"
At this mont, Bai Lang's expression was solemn, his eyes faintly showing a murderous intent, a look that hadn't appeared on Bai Lang for many years. The last ti was twenty years ago!
But this ti, Bai Lang was truly angry!
The Shattering Palm, many Sixth Grade Martial Artists knew it. If a strike hit, it would surely disperse the inner strength within the opponent's body, causing the hard-cultivated inner power to vanish. To regain it, one must start from scratch!
This starting over isn't just a simple matter of hasty practice; it's the kind where you must begin cultivation anew!
Yun Hao is now already at the mid-stage of a Fifth Grade Martial Artist. If he had to cultivate from scratch?
Even Yun Hao might go insane, right?
Suddenly going from an absolutely formidable master to a beginner who has to start from zero!
"Hmph, Bai Lang, I don't care who he is to you; he injured the eldest son of the Situ Family. This Shattering Palm of mine is already lenient!" Situ Kuang sneered arrogantly, not considering Bai Lang worthy of ntion!
Cold Face and others listened to the two's conversation, completely unable to understand what this Shattering Palm was that they were talking about!
Yun Hao, however, revealed a hint of bitterness in his expression. Unfortunately, he once had the misfortune of hearing the na of the Shattering Palm and even knew a little about its insidious nature!
"Good, very good, your na matches your actions, Situ Kuang. Today you'll leave behind the arm that hurt my nephew!" Bai Lang's facial expression turned to extre coldness. As he finished speaking, he stepped forward and suddenly vanished from his place, reappearing right in front of Situ Kuang!
Bai Lang's right hand gently reached for Situ Kuang's right arm, not giving him ti to react, and suddenly pulled hard!
Ripping sound!
Just like tearing off a chicken wing, the arm Situ Kuang used to injure Yun Hao was forcibly torn from his shoulder by Bai Lang with ease!
"Ah, Bai, Bai Lang!" Situ Kuang clutched his severed right arm with his left hand, screaming in pain, eyes filled with hatred and spite!
"Go back and tell Situ Zhantian that this grudge will be dealt with by Yun Hao's father, Yun Shiyi, personally when he returns!" Bai Lang carelessly tossed the arm aside, looking disdainfully at the crazed Situ Kuang!
"Yun Shiyi?" As if this na had so pain-relief function, when hearing it, Situ Kuang's expression was still fierce and terrifying, but more so, he was shocked!
Situ Kuang watched Yun Hao, seated not far away on a bench for a while, then helped Situ Hao up and wanted to go retrieve his arm. However, before he could step forward, Tank suddenly burst from another side, wielding a kitchen cleaver used for chopping pork ribs!
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
The continuous sound of chopping echoed in everyone's ears, as Tank swung his arm and chopped Situ Kuang's arm more than ten tis!
Tank had imnse strength, and with such a sharp cleaver, after more than ten chops, Situ Kuang's arm was already cut into pieces!
Just then, a big black dog ca out of nowhere, snatched up the chopped arm of Situ Kuang, and rrily ran away!
From start to finish, Situ Kuang could only watch helplessly as his arm was chopped into segnts by Tank and carried off by a mysterious black dog!
Situ Kuang was furious; he really wanted to rush forward to kill Tank and that black dog, but he couldn't because he knew if he dared to make a move, Bai Lang would definitely kill him!
Heart pounding with rage, Situ Kuang couldn't suppress a spout of fresh blood!
In just an hour, the mansion's front lawn had already been stained with the blood of four people!
Tank's, Yun Hao's, Situ Hao's, and Situ Kuang's!
In the end, Situ Kuang could only leave with Situ Hao, in complete disarray!
"You all disperse, Yun Hao, let's talk!" Bai Lang instructed to the crowd, then turned and walked towards the riverbank outside the mansion!
"Take these dicine pills for yourself, Shishi, Shengnan, and Tank, each take one. These are Soul Reviving Pills my uncle gave , very effective. I'll go have a word with Uncle Bai!" Yun Hao took a small porcelain bottle containing the Soul Reviving Pills from his pocket, handed it to Chu Yan, instructed her to give one to each of them, and then followed Bai Lang towards the outside of the mansion!
After everyone left, the mansion's front returned to calm. If not for the pools of blood on the ground, indicating that everything had indeed happened, one might question whether the intense fight just now was just a dream?
And after everyone had left, from behind the mansion, Ren Yueshan quietly poked her little head out. Seeing no one around, she lowered her head, patted the head of a large black dog beside her, made a quick gesture with her little hand, and the black dog ran off!
Ren Yueshan looked at the bone in her hand, a piece of what was once Situ Kuang's arm, her beautiful innocent eyes flashing with anger, "Hmph, making my uncle lose his inner power and have to cultivate anew, let this be a lesson!"
As her words fell, Ren Yueshan's tiny hands changed rapidly in front of her, sotis fast, sotis slow, then a wisp of faint gray inner power entered the bone!
Afterward, Ren Yueshan found an unoccupied spot and buried the bone!
"Hmph, this ti I'll let you off lightly. The inner power isn't enough to kill you, but it will surely torture you until you wish you were dead!" Ren Yueshan had a sowhat displeased expression, seemingly dissatisfied with her own strength, then quietly ran back to the mansion, returning to her room!
anwhile, just after leaving the mansion complex, aboard the car returning to the Situ Family in Beijing, an accident occurred. Situ Kuang, who had been sitting and regulating his injuries, suddenly started screaming madly, and black smoke rose from the spot where his arm was severed.
Before Situ Hao and others could react, Situ Kuang collapsed to the ground, convulsing continuously, foaming at the mouth, as his body was gradually engulfed by the black smoke emanating from the stump!
...
By this ti, the morning sun had risen, a ray of sunlight breaking through the horizon, casting down on the earth, dispersing the chill brought by the dark night, awakening those who had slept through the night!
Bai Lang reached the bridge, casually slipped his hands into his pockets, gazing at the gradually rising sun in the distance, his heart filled with lancholy!
There's nothing he can do about the Shattering Palm, and once inner strength is dissipated by it, even consuming elixirs can't forcibly restore it to its original realm.
At least, the elixirs he's brewed can't achieve that; perhaps Yun Shiyi could, but Yun Shiyi has left, with no indication of when he'll return!
If it were like before, disappearing for twenty years, by the ti he cos back, then really, it would be of no use. After all, in twenty years, even if Yun Hao lacks talent, with the help of his uncles, he would surely surpass Fifth Grade Martial Artist!
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