Chapter 66: Martial Venerable’s Disciple? Still waste him
Chapter 66: Chapter 66: Martial Venerable’s Disciple? Still waste him
Shi Hao stood at the entrance of Imperial Capital Academy, like a crane among chickens.
There was no shortage of handsome men in the world, and in the Imperial Capital Academy, fresh young faces were as numerous as hairs on an ox.
However, compared to Shi Hao’s good looks, they were at least ten streets behind.
Therefore, immediately there were gazes from female students looking over, and then they could not look away anymore. @@novelbin@@
Truly handsome!
Shi Hao had already grown accustomed to such gazes; he was only looking at Luo Chen.
In the initial nine months, Shi Hao would see Luo Chen in his dreams every day, the images ultimately freezing on the other stepping on his chest, waking him repeatedly with roars of anger, wanting to kill.
But with the memories of Yuan Chengmie received, Luo Chen’s weight in his heart became lighter and lighter.
Of course, he wouldn’t just laugh it off and wipe the slate clean—he wasn’t that magnanimous yet. But Luo Chen was no longer the driving force behind his advancement.
Not worthy!
So now, seeing Luo Chen, Shi Hao’s heart was quite calm, and what he considered was nothing more than how to kill—whether to dismember utterly or to execute through slow slicing.
“Shi Hao, you really are tenacious,” Luo Chen opened his mouth, with condescending arrogance, “Wasn’t last year’s lesson enough for you?”
“Are you talking about poisoning me and then seizing the opportunity to win?” Shi Hao spoke indifferently.
“Impudent!”
Immediately, several people rebuked, and behind Luo Chen, five teenagers, about seventeen or eighteen years old, stepped forward.
“How dare you slander Young Master Luo!”
“Truly unbridled!”
“Hmph, insulting a disciple of Martial Venerable, it’s completely justifiable to smash your mouth.”
These people coldly rebuked one after another, not taking Shi Hao seriously.
Like Kong Yangzhou and others, they were all from minor families and had pledged allegiance to Luo Chen, becoming his underlings.
They naturally looked down upon Shi Hao, a mere country boy from a small town, who would disappear after a brief flourish in the Imperial Capital without causing a single ripple.
“I have to admit, you really did surprise me,” Luo Chen continued, “I thought you would be scared witless upon hearing my name, but you actually came back to the Imperial Capital.”
“Unfortunately, I am now not only a student of the Imperial Capital Academy, but also a disciple of Martial Venerable!”
“In my eyes, you are nothing but an ant!”
He shook his head, “You don’t even qualify to force me to act, let alone stand before me!”
Having said this, he shook his head and turned to leave.
The five people, however, sneered and moved towards Shi Hao, each cracking their knuckles with a snap.
Bang bang bang, “Ahh ahh ahh”!
Lou Chen strode away, his act of arrogance concluded, naturally too disdainful to take on Shi Hao personally. With five Primary Level martial masters acting, wouldn’t they beat Shi Hao to within an inch of his life?
So what if Shi Hao couldn’t attend the martial competition? He was a disciple of the Martial Venerable, who would dare to trouble him?
He was just that domineering, that arrogant—so what?
Screams from behind followed, along with the startled cries of girls. He was slightly surprised, because the number of screams was somewhat high, but he absolutely didn’t believe Shi Hao could defeat five Primary Level martial masters, so he didn’t care.
However, to his sides, the students were also exclaiming, even fixing their gazes on him.
What’s going on?
Luo Chen turned around, only to see, astonishingly, that Shi Hao was walking over leisurely, while his five underlings lay on the ground, their limbs twisted at exaggerated angles, clearly with broken bones.
How could it be!
Those were five Primary Level martial masters. Even for him, taking on five would require a lot of effort to resolve, and that was only because he had learned the higher-order martial technique, the “Purple Crystal Cannon,” from his master.
Shi Hao?
How could it be!
Last year he had fought with Shi Hao, who was just a minor martial disciple. In just one year’s time, could the other’s cultivation have surpassed his own?
He didn’t even have a Martial Venerable as a master!
For a moment, Luo Chen’s eyes bulged with shock.
Shi Hao shook his head, “With your kind of trash, you think you’re fit to be my enemy?”
Boom, he swung a fist, smashing it towards Luo Chen.
Luo Chen, of course, was fearless, unleashing a high-level Moon Grade Martial Technique. With an 80 percent increase in power, he exploded with a force of twenty thousand catties.
However, as Shi Hao’s fist came crashing down, Luo Chen lay on the ground without suspense.
Luo Chen felt the world spin, and his heart was filled with panic and disbelief.
He actually wasn’t a match for Shi Hao?
“What’s going on?” The surrounding students were completely clueless, looking utterly bewildered.
However, there were always those who had seen Shi Hao and Luo Chen fight last year, and they immediately spoke of the “grudge” between the two.
“Ah!”
“Last year Shi Hao lost to Luo Chen, but this year Luo Chen isn’t even a match for Shi Hao?”
“Isn’t this too exaggerated? Luo Chen was instructed by a Martial Venerable.”
“We can only say, this Shi Hao is even more of a monster.”
“Hey, do you still remember what Shi Hao said earlier? He said he was schemed against by Luo Chen and was poisoned.”
“Shh, you dare to speak of such things? Aren’t you afraid Luo Chen will hear you?”
“Yes, yes, yes.”
Everyone whispered among themselves, equally shocked to the core.
They say it takes thirty years for the river to flow east, thirty years for it to flow west, but this change is too fast, isn’t it?
After being stunned for a moment, Luo Chen immediately showed a furious expression.
Who is he?
A disciple of a Martial Venerable, how noble is his status?
And now, he was actually flipped onto the ground at the gates of the academy, how humiliating?
“Shi Hao, you’ve got some nerve! Do you know who my master is? Duan Jinghong, Sect Master Duan!” he bellowed.
Martial Venerable, indeed a bit troublesome.
Right now, Shi Hao was only wary of two things, the Purple Crystal Cannon and the Martial Venerable, so he had been keeping a low profile these last few days. But it seemed the heavens enjoyed playing jokes on him, for the first trouble he encountered was the Martial Venerable.
But would he let Luo Chen off just because he was the disciple of a Martial Venerable?
Impossible!
It would make him feel hindered in his thoughts, and nothing would feel satisfying.
Noticing Shi Hao’s slight hesitation, Luo Chen immediately became smug, “Hurry up and help me up, then kneel on the ground and wait for my orders. If you make me feel better, maybe I can spare your life—”
“Ah!”
Before he could finish speaking, his face was met with a heavy kick.
“Your talk stinks!” Shi Hao said impatiently, grinding his foot forcefully over Luo Chen’s face.
What!
At this moment, Luo Chen felt as if he were about to explode.
He was actually humiliated like this?
Struggling to stand up, how could his strength as a Primary Level martial master possibly contend against the immense power of an advanced Martial Sect?
“Poisoning me and still acting so righteous, I really don’t know what gives you the right to call yourself human!” Shi Hao huffed, “Me, I always repay grievances and avenge wrongs.”
“You destroyed the meridians in one of my legs and one of my arms, I shall repay you double!”
Crack!
As he stomped down, Luo Chen’s right arm twisted grotesquely, the bone crushed to bits beneath the force.
“Ah—” Luo Chen screamed in agony. The pain was too much, and what was more heart-wrenching, was that with the bone shattered, could it even be reattached? Even if it could, could it ever be used flexibly again?
Could he still practice martial techniques even if it could be used?
The words “crippled” magnified endlessly in his mind.
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