Long Qie, with his burly figure, stood on the ground like a mountain, towering over the earth, imposing and awe-inspiring.
When Wang Zhong and his cohorts approached to beat her, he indeed stayed true to his word and did not fight back, offering no defense whatsoever.
Bang!
Bang!
The dull sounds continually echoed throughout the room.
Wang Zhong was exceedingly ruthless, often aiming at key vulnerabilities, unleashing trendous strength upon Long Qie’s body in an instant.
Nose, eyes, mouth.
Chest, back.
Joints.
Almost every fragile part of the human body suffered fierce beatings from Wang Zhong and his followers.
However, even so, Long Qie stood firm as ever, not even uttering a groan of pain, still standing like a mountain.
This was absolutely not sothing an ordinary person could do; under such intense pain, no one could maintain such calm composure.
This was just like Guan Gong, laughing and joking while scraping the bone to remove poison!
The more Wang Zhong beat him, the more unease and fear grew in his heart.
The proud deanor displayed by Long Qie made him feel ashad, his heart pounding.
So he struck even harder.
This beating lasted a full hour, and Long Qie was almost like a bloody person, his face tragic, bruised, skin torn, bleeding, nearly unrecognizable, like an Evil Ghost.
Yet his eyes remained calm.
He didn’t even frown!
Wang Zhong felt tired and finally stopped.
Long Qie grinned, showing his white teeth, and said, "Are you done?"
Wang Zhong nodded.
But he felt no sense of revengeful satisfaction.
He felt he had been defeated by Long Qie.
"If you’re done, then please leave." Long Qie said indifferently.
Wang Zhong sneered, saying, "Fine," and turned to walk out of the room.
A few henchn followed him out, and as they reached the distant corridor, their faces displayed expressions of high spirits.
"Damn, that was satisfying! Long Qie is like a top-notch punching bag, feels solid when hit."
"Hahaha, just thinking that I crazily beat and pumled a Grandmaster today makes happy."
"All thanks to Brother Wang Zhong; without him, how could we have had such fun?"
"Hehe, yeah, but speaking of which, Long Qie is really a tough guy, not even frowning after being beaten for so long!"
"Shut up, all of you!" Wang Zhong shouted angrily.
The henchn imdiately quieted down, looking at Wang Zhong in astonishnt, and saw his face sowhat twisted at the mont.
Deep in his eyes, there was an intense look of hatred.
The companions looked at each other, caught between fear and confusion, not understanding why Wang Zhong was angry.
But they were too scared to ask.
Wang Zhong returned to his room with a gloomy face, drove away all his followers, and began to smash things in his room in a frenzy.
"Damn it!"
"Damn it, damn it, damn it!"
Wang Zhong’s face was hideous, twisted, like an Evil Ghost.
Despite beating up Long Qie, Long Qie’s calm and indifferent deanor during the beating made Wang Zhong very displeased.
What he wanted was Long Qie’s pleas for rcy, Long Qie’s tears and snot, Long Qie’s surrender and awe towards him.
However, he got none of that, only receiving the silent overlook from Long Qie.
In front of such a Great Grandmaster, Wang Zhong felt he suddenly beca much smaller, more ugly, unbearable to look at.
"Hmph, I must make you kneel before and beg! I will make you crawl like a dog." Wang Zhong thought coldly after a vent.
...
At this mont, Long Qie sat cross-legged on the bed, beginning to practice the Muscle Strengthening Scripture, with Gang Qi inside his body radiating a white light and circulating through his ridians.
In no ti, the injuries all over his body started to slowly heal.
Even without defense, there was nothing Wang Zhong could do to Long Qie’s body, so most of his injuries were superficial.
Recovery ca quickly.
"I hope Wang Zhong, after venting, won’t trouble again in the future." After healing, Long Qie thought to himself, unable to suppress a sigh.
Normally, such ants would be crushed to death with just one finger of his!
The next day, Long Qie got up early and went to visit Wang Chongyang.
Although there were still so injuries on his body, they were barely visible.
However, when Long Qie went to visit, he was stopped outside the main door, with the gatekeeper saying Wang Chongyang was busy today and couldn’t receive guests.
There was a flash of ominousness in Long Qie’s eyes; it was clearly an avoidance.
He did not persist, imdiately leaving and thinking about finding others. He went to inquire the disciples of dicine King Valley to figure out where other True Disciples were.
With his status as a Great Grandmaster and Sky Net General, visiting these people would definitely qualify him, and under normal circumstances, he would definitely be received.
Not to ntion anything else, rely the status of a Great Grandmaster would demand respect, even in martial arts holy lands.
If Martial Saints do not erge, this is the pinnacle of human physical capability in this world.
But what surprised Long Qie was that when he went to visit these True Disciples, he was unexpectedly rejected by all!
So were a little more polite.
So directly told him to get lost.
After suffering nurous rejections, Long Qie returned to his room, a sullen expression on his face.
"There must be sothing fishy behind this matter! Otherwise, not everyone would refuse to et ." Long Qie’s eyes turned cold.
Now it seems there is only one possibility.
Wang Zhong is up to no good!
Long Qie suddenly stood up, fury flaring in his eyes, opened the door and walked out, intending to find Wang Zhong for a talk.
However, after taking only a few steps, Long Qie’s expression gradually cald down.
Forget it.
For the sake of his brothers, enduring another humiliation from Wang Zhong is nothing.
Originally, he planned to settle accounts with Wang Zhong, but if he really did that, there would be no room for maneuver.
Upon seeing Wang Zhong, Long Qie asked straightforwardly, "You promised before not to cause trouble, why go back on your word?"
Wang Zhong sat on a chair, legs crossed, and chuckled, "Where did I go back on my word?"
Long Qie said in a deep voice, "Let’s be frank, what do you want to do to make you satisfied?"
Wang Zhong stared at Long Qie, saying nothing for a long ti.
Long Qie frowned, only feeling like he was being watched by a venomous snake, cold and slippery, very uncomfortable.
"I hate you," Wang Zhong said coldly, "Do you know what I hate about you? It’s your lofty attitude. Even after being beaten, you still have to pretend to have pride, standing there refusing to fall. Haha, who do you think you are? What gives you the right to act cool in front of ?"
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