True Martial World
Chapter 115

Beating Lian Chengyu

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Lian Chengyu lay on the ground like a dog, vomiting up everything he had eaten, mixed with blood, looking miserable and wretched.

"Your fifth sin is that you enslaved tribal girls, not only taking their bodies but also torturing them. You even coveted my sister, who was only fifteen years old. You forced her step by step, trying to bring her into your clutches! You owe this life to the tribal girls, and you owe it to my sister!"

Yi Yun kicked out, and Lian Chengyu, who was lying on the ground with his head facing Yi Yun Yi Yun, was kicked Lian Chengyu in the head!

"Boom!"

With a muffled thud, Lian Chengyu was kicked away like a ball, his body spinning several times in the air before crashing heavily to the ground!

Lian Chengyu rolled on the ground, finally lying on the floor in a starfish position, his nose completely shattered!

Without any miraculous medicine, Lian Chengyu was disfigured; where his nose used to be, only two bloody holes remained.

"I... I... I killed you..."

Lian Chengyu; blood trickled from the corner of his mouth with every word he uttered!

He had gone mad!

In fact, even if Lian Chengyu were to admit defeat now, Yi Yun would not give him the chance. Yi Yun could easily kick Lian Chengyu 'Lian Chengyu jaw and shatter it the moment he opened his mouth!

This was not a martial arts contest, but a life-or-death feud, which Zhang Tan tacitly approved!

The person who proposed the life-or-death feud was none other than Lian Chengyu himself; he was digging his own grave!

Since Lian Chengyu had already dug his own grave, why wouldn't Yi Yun take the opportunity to bury him as well, adding a few more shovelfuls of soil?

As Yi Yun approached, Lian Chengyu, who had been lying on the ground, suddenly sprang up, as if using all his accumulated strength, and threw a punch at Yi Yun!

This punch, of course, posed no threat to Yi Yun. However, it was merely a feint. As Lian Chengyu's punch was halfway through, he suddenly released his fist, and three willow-leaf throwing knives flew out from Lian Chengyu!

Hidden weapon!

All three throwing knives were forged from cold iron, and their blades glowed with a bluish light, clearly indicating that they had been poisoned!

This is Lian Chengyu's trump card for saving his life and scheming against others; now that he's using it, he's going to use every possible means!

However, Yi Yun had already noticed Lian Chengyu's movements. The instant the throwing knife was launched, Yi Yun shifted his body and flicked his fingers three times!

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

With three metallic clangs, all three throwing knives were knocked down by Yi Yun!

Immediately afterwards, Yi Yun grabbed Lian Chengyu's arm and twisted the joint.

Click!

Lian Chengyu's arm, which was used to throw the hidden weapon, was broken by Yi Yun!

Lian Chengyu let out a miserable groan, drenched in cold sweat.

At this moment, Lian Chengyu's right arm was twisted at an eerie angle, revealing its white, bony bones.

"The Sixth Deadly Sin!"

"You deceived the people of the Lian Clan, making them refine poisonous wild bones for you! These people have exhausted their lives, and after they lose their usefulness, they will receive no compensation and can only wait to die! However, the people are ignorant. They do not know the cause of their deaths. Instead, they are misled by you and continue to work for you. The Lian Clan has lost more than twenty strong men because of this. These strong men are the pillars of their Lineage. Once they fall, the remaining orphans and widows will also be in grave danger!"

"You owe this life to those soldiers who died, to their wives and children, and to me!"

As Yi Yun spoke, he grabbed Lian Chengyu Yi Yun the back of the neck, stretched out his arm, and lifted him up. From a distance, Lian Chengyu looked like a piece of pork being hung up.

Then, Yi Yun grabbed Lian Chengyu by the back of the neck and slammed his face hard into the ground!

"Boom!"

The ground was smashed again, Lian Chengyu's face was now a bloody mess.

His entire body, from the front half down, was buried in the rubble, a truly pitiful sight, the stones stained red.

"The Seventh Deadly Sin!"

"You refined the bones of the barbarians, causing the deaths of many able-bodied men, yet you turned around and framed me, claiming I was infected with the plague and possessed by evil spirits, causing the people to hate me to the bone for not knowing the truth. For such hatred, you deserve to die!"

Yi Yun spoke, he stomped on Lian Chengyu's head.

Click!

With a crash, a pile of rubble was crushed by Yi Yun. Lian Chengyu's screams were gone; his head was buried in the ground, and his body was convulsing.

Lian Chengyu was listed as having committed seven deadly sins by Yi Yun and was beaten seven times. Now, Lian Chengyu can no longer get up.

"Young... Young Master..."

The members of the Lian Clan's Warrior Reserve Camp were all pale-faced and their voices trembled. They simply couldn't imagine that Yi Yun, who looked weak, harmless, and easily bullied, could unleash such terrifying power, beating their high and mighty master, Lian Chengyu, to a pulp!

Not to mention the members of the Lian Clan's reserve camp, even the people of the Tao Clan were all twitching their eyelids. This was no competition; it was a massacre!

That Yi Yun is ruthless!

However, according to what he said, then Lian Chengyu and Yi Yun are indeed mortal enemies, and no matter how Yi Yun treats him, it is not excessive!

Lian Chengyu's actions were indeed insidious, vicious, and utterly devoid of conscience.

However, in the Great Wilderness, such things are not uncommon. If you are a strong person, you can control the fate of others. Even if you do all sorts of heinous things, you will not be punished. On the contrary, you can gather a lot of lackeys as followers and accomplices and continue to live a life of bullying others and oppressing the people.

Those who kill will be killed in return; once you lack the strength, your fate will be just as tragic!

At this point, Yi Yun showed no pity. He grabbed Lian Chengyu's still trembling ankle with one hand and pulled Lian Chengyu out of the pile of rubble.

At this point, Lian Chengyu had been beaten beyond recognition by Yi Yun, and even his own mother wouldn't recognize him.

Lian Chengyu was held upside down by Yi Yun, his feet raised, his face pressed against the ground. At this moment, Lian Chengyu was like a brush being lifted up; if he drew a line on the ground, it would leave a red mark, except that the red liquid was blood, not ink.

Yi Yun did not stop because of Lian Chengyu's tragic state. He was like a cold-faced Yama holding the Book of Life and Death, judging merits and demerits, and continued to pronounce Lian Chengyu's crimes.

"The eighth deadly sin! You incited the crowd, leading to my sister being besieged by villagers, and later even her house was burned down."

"My sister, all alone, just lost contact with me and was bullied by the villagers. This blow almost drove her to a mental breakdown. I swore to protect her, but you drove her to the brink. You owe me this life, and you owe my sister this life too!"

As Yi Yun spoke, he loosened his grip, Lian Chengyu's body slid down from the air. Then Yi Yun delivered a side kick.

"Boom!"

Lian Chengyu flew out like a ball, blood splattering everywhere!

Many people watched with their mouths twitching slightly and gasping for breath.

That kid's ruthless!

Those kids who caused trouble for Yi Yun at the cafeteria entrance yesterday, especially the few thirteen or fourteen-year-old girls who were the ringleaders, were now trembling with fear!

Their faces were deathly pale; they were terrified.

This short, seemingly easy-to-bully little brother is practically a devil!

Beneath his harmless exterior lies a cruel wolf in sheep's clothing. They dared not imagine what would have happened if this demon had unleashed even a fraction of its power last night—no, not even a hundred percent...

So what will happen to them?

It's simply unthinkable!

"Stop... stop hitting him! Our young master... admits... admits defeat..."

A member of the Warrior Reserve Camp spoke tremulously. Yi Yun remained expressionless, simply turning to look at the Warrior Reserve Camp spoken.

Yi Yun's gaze was like that of a god of death. At this moment, his face was stained with blood, and he exuded an indescribable murderous Sha Qi. The members of the Warrior Reserve Camp trembled and fell to their knees with a thud when Yi Yun looked at them.

Yi Yun exerted immense pressure on them. He had beaten Lian Chengyu so badly; how could these Warrior Reserve Camp, as Lian Chengyu's lackeys, possibly have the courage to face Yi Yun?

"What did you say?"

Yi Yun's rhetorical question immediately silenced the Warrior Reserve Camp; he regretted saying what he had just said.

"I... I didn't say... I didn't say anything."

He spoke tremblingly, looking pleadingly at Zhang Tan, hoping Zhang Tan would stop Yi Yun from continuing his violence. At this moment, only Zhang Tan could stop Yi Yun.

The outcome is already decided; Yi Yun will stop as soon as Zhang Tan gives the word.

But Zhang Tan remained calm, as if everything that was happening had nothing to do with him. (To be continued~^~)

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