912: Chapter 912: Repay Grievances, Avenge Wrongs 912: Chapter 912: Repay Grievances, Avenge Wrongs At the mont when Shi Yan and Yan Feng, father and son, struck, Fang Bai and Liu Qingqing’s fates seed already sealed.
Almost every person believed that Fang Bai and Liu Qingqing would undoubtedly die under their powerful attack.
At this very mont, the martial artists from Shi Village and Liuhu Village varied greatly in their expressions and attitudes.
The martial artists from Shi Village were smug, looking at the soon-to-perish Fang Bai and Liu Qingqing with disdain.
There was no sympathy or pity in their eyes, only sheer pleasure.
On the contrary, each martial artist from Liuhu Village appeared dejected and downcast, everyone turned away, unwilling to witness the grueso death of Fang Bai and Liu Qingqing.
Their eyes were filled with deep helplessness and sorrow.
Slap—
Slap—
Two crisp sounds echoed in everyone’s ears, followed by two figures soaring high into the air before falling to the ground several ters away, stirring up a large cloud of dust.
Everyone assud that the ones sent flying must have been Fang Bai and Liu Qingqing.
The scene fell silent for a few breaths, after which a dozen or so martial artists from Shi Village started to whistle and so could not help but burst into unrestrained laughter.
However, in the next mont, the laughter of those martial artists from Shi Village abruptly stopped; they stood with their mouths agape, as if they had seen sothing unimaginable.
Even the martial artists from Liuhu Village were stunned.
The ones who should have perished, Fang Bai and Liu Qingqing, were now standing there perfectly fine.
The pair stood side by side, Liu Qingqing’s pretty face pale, a look of bewildernt upon it, while Fang Bai was composed and tranquil, carefree, with a hint of a smile playing on his lips.
If they were unhard, then the ones who were just sent flying…
Thus, everyone’s gaze shifted back to the two figures who had fallen into the dust.
Lying on the ground with their faces to the sky, wearing black shirts, were none other than Shi Yan and Shi Feng, father and son.
Just a mont ago, this father and son duo were aggressive and domineering, but now they lay there like dead pigs, not dead but certainly breathing their last.
Blood trickled from the corners of their mouths and noses, and the left side of their faces were grotesquely swollen, clearly the source of those “slap” sounds were the impact of slaps on their faces.
The ones who had slapped them could only have been Fang Bai and Liu Qingqing, and judging by their expressions and deanour, anyone present could guess it had surely been Fang Bai who had acted.
Other than the people involved, no one could have imagined that Fang Bai’s slaps had directly shattered Shi Yan and Yan Feng’s internal ridians and destroyed their Qi Seas, reducing them to invalids.
Fang Bai had not killed Shi Yan and Shi Feng, not because he had grown a heart of compassion but because he planned to leave them to the villagers of Liuhu Village for judgnt.
“These two n have been incapacitated by .
They are no longer martial artists but ordinary people, just like you.
So…
if you have grievances, now’s the ti to settle them!”
Fang Bai walked over to Shi Yan, stepped on him, and turned his gaze towards the hundreds of villagers from Liuhu Village who were standing at a distance, his firm and powerful voice reaching their ears.
Hundreds of the villagers from Liuhu Village, upon hearing Fang Bai’s words, first exchanged glances, then began to stir, and shortly after, soone shouted, “Beat them to death!” Prompted by this, the crowd of hundreds rushed towards Shi Yan and his son, Shi Feng.
For centuries, Shi Village, thanks to a Heaven Level Martial Artist stationed in their village, had been oppressing Liuhu Village, humiliating their martial artists and ordinary villagers, and openly snatching the cultivation resources they had worked hard to acquire.
The villagers of Liuhu Village, being no match for them, had no choice but to tolerate the abuse, with each person harboring a pent-up rage.
Now, with Shi Yan and his son, Shi Feng, crippled, and Fang Bai on their side, the villagers of Liuhu Village grew bold.
Hundreds surrounded the father and son duo, raining down punches and kicks upon them, venting years of accumulated fury and resentnt.
Shi Yan and Shi Feng, arrogant and overbearing, could never have imagined that they would be beaten to death by a mob of ordinary villagers.
“It’s bad, Shi Yan and Shi Feng are dead!”
No one knew who exclaid in shock, but upon hearing it, the hundreds of villagers from Liuhu Village who were attacking imdiately stopped their assault, stepped back, and then looked towards Shi Yan and his son, Shi Feng.
Lying motionless on the ground, the bodies of Shi Yan and his son indeed no longer showed any signs of life.
Their clothes were torn to shreds, and not a single part of their bodies was unmarked from the countless punches and kicks they had received.
Seeing Shi Yan and his son, Shi Feng, dead, the villagers of Liuhu Village who had participated in the beating felt relieved, yet also a bit frightened.
Even though Shi Yan and his son were dead, Shi Village still had many martial artists, and as a whole, their strength was comparable to Liuhu Village.
If they ca seeking revenge with the full force of their village, the outco would likely be both sides suffering.
This was not what the villagers of Liuhu Village wanted to see.
“So what if they are dead, what’s there to be afraid of?
Fang Bai even defeated Shi Yan, so are we still afraid of other martial artists from Shi Village?”
Liu Liehu casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and spoke loudly.
Although he had been injured, the wound was not severe, and he would recover after so rest.
Excited and thrilled by the downfall of Shi Yan and Shi Feng, his eyes filled with admiration mixed with a trace of awe when he looked at Fang Bai.
The cultivation level and realm Fang Bai had previously revealed were comparable to Liu Poshan and Liu Qi.
But now, he had effortlessly crippled the Heaven Level Martial Artist Shi Yan, proving himself to be even more powerful.
How could Liu Liehu not feel awed?
“Right, with Fang Bai here, from now on we no longer have to fear Shi Village!”
The hundreds of villagers from Liuhu Village waved their fists excitedly, shouting loudly; for hundreds of years, they had never felt as exuberant as they did today.
The dozens of martial artists from Liuhu Village were also greatly encouraged.
They surrounded the other dozen or so martial artists from Shi Village, all eager and ready to fight.
At Village Chief Liu Poshan’s command, they would join forces to take down these martial artists from Shi Village.
The dozen or so martial artists from Shi Village who had co with Shi Yan and his son were all elites from their village.
If they were crippled, Shi Village’s overall martial strength would suffer greatly, leading them to beco a weaker settlent.
If Liuhu Village could crush Shi Village, it would serve as a stark warning to others.
From then on, no one around the great lake would dare to provoke Liuhu Village.
“Village Chief Liu, our village chief and his son from Shi Village are already dead; do you really want to annihilate us?
If you dare to do so, ‘Bitao Martial Academy’ will find out sooner or later, and then you Liuhu Village will be unable to bear the consequences!”
A martial artist from Shi Village at the Earth Level Perfection realm said with a mix of grief and anger.
The dozens of martial artists from Liuhu Village, upon hearing the words “Bitao Martial Academy,” all showed signs of fear and looked towards Liu Poshan.
In the True Martial Realm, there are countless small and big countries, but the power of the Sects is far superior to that of any country.
So large Sects even control many countries, whether openly or covertly.
Most of the cultivation resources obtained by these countries are also mostly provided to the Sects behind them.
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