jdhmnovel Chapter 80: Playing in the Gym
Chapter 80: Playing in the Gym
Chapter 80 Challenging the Hall
Zhuo Yang pocketed the four bottles of medicinal liquid containing pure spiritual energy. With just these medicines, he could refine dozens of Cold Spring Pills, and if he used them to refine Cold Spirit Pills, he could make hundreds of thousands of them.
"Chairman Ma, I'll transfer the 100,000 yuan to your account later!" Zhuo Yang chuckled lightly, waved, and left with Xin Mirou.
Ma Jian'an saw them off at the door with a dark expression, and as he watched their figures disappear into the darkness, he unconsciously clenched his fists.
"You'll pay the price for taking my things!"
Back in the basement, he told everyone else to leave, and stood there panting.
After a long while, he dialed a number on his mobile phone.
"Mr. Wang, I agree to the conditions you proposed last time!"
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The northern district of Lingzhou City is poorly developed, with urban villages and modern residential areas intertwined, creating a peculiar environment.
Lei's Martial Arts School is located in the middle of an old house, a three-courtyard old-style building, and the land alone is now worth a lot of money.
Lei Xiang is drinking alone, a habit he started at dinner and has continued until now.
There are a dozen or so disciples stationed at the martial arts school. A few people are peeking around at the entrance of the second courtyard.
"What's wrong with Master? He's had a dark expression ever since he came back today."
"Master Lang went out this afternoon and hasn't returned. I'm afraid something must have happened to him!"
"Don't talk nonsense. Master Lang's cultivation is profound. How could anything happen to him?"
The disciples were discussing in hushed tones when suddenly, a person came running quickly from the front yard and almost bumped into them.
"Junior brother, what's the rush?" A handsome senior brother grabbed his junior brother who was running over.
"Quickly, tell Master that someone has come to challenge us!" the junior disciple shouted in a panic.
In an instant, the entire martial arts school was alarmed, and all the fellow disciples ran out of their rooms and rushed to the front yard as fast as they could.
Lei Xiang, who was drinking, sighed deeply upon hearing the commotion.
"Master, someone has come to challenge us, look..." The disciple ran into the room, but couldn't finish his sentence. He sensed his master's dejection.
"Do you want to go take a look?" he asked cautiously.
Lei Xiang stood up and said with a bitter smile, "Let's go, we're all going to die anyway!"
"die?"
His face turned pale instantly, and the disciple wanted to turn around and run away.
The two arrived at the front yard, where a dozen disciples formed a circle, surrounding the man and woman in the middle.
The man stood proudly upright, gazing at the sky, while the woman, charming and lovely, dared not raise her head.
"Vice President Lei, good evening!"
Zhuo Yang waved and greeted him, smiling as if he were seeing an old friend.
Lei Xiang snorted heavily: "Zhuo Yang, you've come to challenge us?"
Zhuo Yang laughed and said, "That's right, it's only polite to reciprocate. If you do the first day of the month, I'll do the fifteenth!"
"That sounds nice!" Lei Xiang's face flushed red, whether from drunkenness or anger, it was hard to tell. "How do you plan to challenge us?"
"Do you even need to ask me that?" Zhuo Yang feigned surprise, turning to Xin Mirou and asking, "Xiao Rou, are there many ways to challenge someone? I only know one."
Xin Mirou smiled awkwardly, too embarrassed to say anything.
Although it felt good to swagger around and cause trouble for others, it crossed her bottom line. In her opinion, cultivation should involve restraining one's emotions and desires, focusing all one's energy on cultivation, and ascending to immortality as soon as possible.
"Zhuo Yang, you're too arrogant!" Lei Xiang gritted his teeth and snorted heavily. "This world has laws, and you can't act recklessly like this!"
"Wow, you actually know about laws?" Zhuo Yang exaggeratedly put on a shocked expression. "When you were judging me at the Cultivator Alliance Hall, why didn't you mention that this world still has laws?"
Lei Xiang was immediately taken aback, feeling extremely uncomfortable after being rebuked.
Using their own weapon against them, Zhuo Yang was determined to make them suffer.
"We...we are dealing with the evil deeds you have committed in the way that cultivators do!" Lei Xiang's voice stammered, then he sneered viciously, "We are upholding justice!"
"Hahaha!" Zhuo Yang seemed to have heard a very funny joke. After laughing, he said coldly, "What are you feeling guilty about? Is there something impure about the justice you speak of?"
"Hmph, I have a clear conscience!" Lei Xiang stood tall and proud, showing his disciples his upright master.
The disciples were very proud of themselves, standing tall and proud, as if they represented justice.
Zhuo Yang swept his hawk-like eyes around and said with a faint smile, "Xiao Rou, it's your turn to perform!"
Xin Mirou lowered her head, looking as if she dared not see anyone. She waved her small hand towards the sky, and immediately countless flower petals appeared and slowly drifted down.
The people in the courtyard looked up in astonishment.
"What beautiful petals!"
"Is it magic?"
"It feels strange, the fluctuation of true energy is very slight..."
Lei Xiang's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly shouted, "The flower petals are dangerous! Hide quickly!"
The disciples panicked instantly and rushed into the house.
The next moment, countless petals drifted into the martial arts hall, the first one landing on the roof of the main hall.
With a deafening roar, a large hole was blasted open in the roof, and tiles flew everywhere.
Immediately afterwards, countless petals fell, and bursts of fire, accompanied by loud bangs, enveloped the entire martial arts hall.
One minute later, the explosion stopped. The three-story martial arts school was almost completely razed to the ground, and all the buildings collapsed.
The disciples were not affected; they stood there dumbfounded in the ruins, looking around blankly.
Xin Mirou had no intention of killing anyone, so she avoided them.
Lei Xiang wasn't so lucky; he was pinned to the ground by a broken roof beam and coughed up blood.
He was the one who offended Zhuo Yang the most, so Xin Mirou also went all out. Dozens of flower petals exploded around him, turning his clothes into tattered beggar clothes.
"Xiao Rou, you went too far!" Zhuo Yang shook his head and sighed.
Xin Mirou rolled her eyes, pretending not to hear.
"Cough cough..." Lei Xiang coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, struggled to lift his head, and shouted, "Zhuo Yang, you are despicable and shameless, you actually destroyed my martial arts school!"
Zhuo Yang walked up to him with a cold face: "An eye for an eye, karma is a wheel, and retribution is inevitable. When you targeted me, you should have thought that I would seek revenge!"
"You scoundrel, you're vindictive!" Lei Xiang spat a mouthful of bloody saliva at Zhuo Yang's feet.
"Someone like you must have a lot of enemies, right?" Zhuo Yang asked with a smile, seemingly unconcerned.
Lei Xiang's already pale face turned even paler.
Zhuo Yang turned around and waved, saying, "Xiao Rou, let's go!"
Without hesitation, he and Xin Mirou leaped into the night, leaving Lei Xiang and his disciples stunned in the ruins.
“Master…our family has…quite a few enemies!” A disciple approached and said in a trembling voice.
Another disciple ran over and moved the beam that was pressing down on Lei Xiang, then he and the other disciples who had come over gasped for breath.
Lei Xiang's legs were smashed into a bloody pulp by the roof beam!
Remembering Zhuo Yang's words before he left, the group looked at each other and then ran away in a flash, not even having time to search for anything in the ruins.
When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter; the martial arts school is destroyed, Lei Xiang is crippled, and left behind to wait for his enemies to come knocking…