I'm a Grudge-Holder!

"This kid... just what background does he have? How can he be this terrifying? That was someone only one step away from entering the Realm of Transformation!"

"Doesn't that mean... this kid is at least at the Realm of Transformation cultivation?"

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"But how is that possible! How old is he..."

Hu Guangji's heart shook violently as he sucked in cold air.

Especially recalling how he had looked down on Ning Wangshu in every way before, he inexplicably felt a chill run down his spine...

And even some relief that when he had clashed words with Ning Wangshu yesterday, Song Guowei had smoothed things over in time, and he had held back. Otherwise, if he had actually come to blows with Ning Wangshu back then, wouldn't that have been pure suicide?

Setting aside how stunned the others were at this moment.

Ning Wangshu looked at Wu Shengtian's utterly disbelieving expression and couldn't help but smile faintly. "I told you, a mere Small Fry like you who hasn't even stepped into the Forming Yuan Stage amounts to nothing before me!"

Hearing Ning Wangshu's mockery, Wu Shengtian was instantly overcome with Shame and Anger!

He gritted his teeth fiercely and said in a harsh tone, "Kid, I haven't lost yet!"

The next moment, he completely ignored the arm that Ning Wangshu had twisted off, enduring the excruciating pain as he forcibly twisted his body, clenched his left fist, and suddenly launched a surprise attack, blasting it straight toward Ning Wangshu's abdomen!

Seeing that the other party could still counterattack him under these circumstances, Ning Wangshu's eyes revealed a hint of surprise.

Then he smiled again and said flatly, "Heh, you're a tough guy, I'll give you that."

"But unfortunately, you're facing me! Before me, any of your tricks, any of your counterattacks, are nothing but futile!"

As he spoke, Ning Wangshu casually released Wu Shengtian's twisted-off arm, spread his five fingers, and grabbed his left fist in one motion!

Then, Ning Wangshu twisted again—

Crack!

Another crisp sound...

"Ah!!!"

Wu Shengtian immediately threw his head back and screamed in agony!

The intense pain twisted his entire face out of shape, and sweat droplets the size of beans poured down like a raging stream...

His chest heaved violently like a bellows as he gasped for air, trying to alleviate the searing pain of both arms being forcibly snapped.

But the fierce torment made him unable to stop the guttural "He He" sounds from his throat, his whole body trembling and twitching uncontrollably...

"Gulu—"

The people around were swallowing hard, sucking in breath incessantly. Especially those from the Qi Family, whose eyes toward Ning Wangshu were filled with terror!

Not just because of Ning Wangshu's terrifying strength—even Wu Shengtian, who had seemed practically "invincible" before, had both his arms so easily snapped off by him.

But even more so because of Ning Wangshu's "ruthlessness" in his strikes!

Without a hint of hesitation, he had directly twisted off Wu Shengtian's arms, his facial expression not even changing, utterly calm!

As if this were the most ordinary thing in the world!

It was precisely this contrast between calmness and ruthlessness that made people feel Ning Wangshu was a true hardliner!

Compared to the Qi Family's fear of Ning Wangshu, Song Guowei was inwardly overjoyed. The pent-up anger from being mocked and ridiculed by Qi Tianlei and his men earlier had finally been thoroughly vented.

At the same time, seeing that Wu Shengtian's arms had been twisted off by Ning Wangshu, he was completely relieved.

Now, Wu Shengtian had no chance of turning things around!

The Qi Family had also lost their leverage and backing to challenge him!

"Brother Ning is incredible! That Wu Shengtian is on a completely different level from him—this is an undisputed crushing!"

Song Guowei thought happily to himself.

Then, he felt another wave of relief. "Thank goodness I invited Brother Ning to help this time. Otherwise, not only would I have lost all face today, with that Qi brat trampling my dignity into the ground, but these few mines would have been hard to keep!"

Thinking this, Song Guowei couldn't help but glance at Zhang Yong again.

Suddenly, he felt that this fat-faced, big-eared guy actually looked somewhat handsome...

At this moment, Ning Wangshu quietly watched Wu Shengtian, who was Trembling all over from the pain, and lightly patted his face, smiling faintly. "Originally, we're both just taking money to do jobs, serving different masters. We fight it out, and whoever wins or loses, that's that."

"Even if someone gets hurt, there's no need to go for the kill or leave no room."

"But unfortunately, I'm a pretty grudging person. You just said you'd break all my limbs and cripple my Dantian, turning me into a complete waste..."

"Heh, so I had no choice but to do exactly what you said."

Hearing this, Wu Shengtian's face instantly showed a look of terror. He hurriedly endured the pain and stammered, "No, don't—"

But before his words could finish, Ning Wangshu had already coldly raised his right foot and stomped down hard on his left leg...

"Crack!"

"Thud!"

Wu Shengtian's left leg snapped instantly, unable to support him, and he fell to one knee.

At the same time, a heaven-shaking scream tore from his mouth!

Ning Wangshu, however, remained expressionless as he continued, planting another kick toward his right leg.

Crack...

Wu Shengtian's last intact leg was thus crippled as well.

His entire body slumped to the ground like a lump of mud...

Yet, this was still not over.

Ning Wangshu looked down at him from on high and said softly, "Now there's only your Dantian left..."

At this moment, Wu Shengtian was filled with terror, his gaze at Ning Wangshu as if he were staring at a "demon."

He could no longer care about anything else and hurriedly wailed for mercy: "No, please don't destroy my Dantian! If my Dantian is ruined, the decades of bitter cultivation I've poured into my cultivation base will be gone completely..."

"I beg you, spare me!"

Watching Wu Shengtian's pitiful pleas, Ning Wangshu remained unmoved, merely shaking his head and saying, "I told you, I hold grudges."

"So, from now on, just settle down and live as an ordinary person. Your limbs may be broken, but with modern medical standards, they can still recover. At least I've left you a way out, haven't I?"

Hearing Ning Wangshu's words, Wu Shengtian felt a surge of despair and couldn't help but grit his teeth and shout, "If you dare destroy my cultivation, my master will never let you off!"

"Your master? He..."

Ning Wangshu couldn't help but laugh, mocking him, "I'd like to see just how capable your master really is. By all means, have your master come and seek revenge on me. I hope he doesn't disappoint me too much..."

As he spoke, Ning Wangshu flicked his finger.

Xiu—

A streak of finger wind instantly burst from his fingertip, shooting straight toward Wu Shengtian's Dantian...

Seeing this, Wu Shengtian's eyes flew wide open, and he let out a despairing howl: "No!!!"

Yet, that finger wind vanished into his Dantian in an instant.

With a soft puff, Wu Shengtian felt his Dantian shatter directly, the True Qi within him frantically leaking and dissipating...

"You... just wait, my master will avenge me for sure!"

Wu Shengtian stared, his eyes locked onto Ning Wangshu, forcing out the last of his breath with boundless hatred blazing in his gaze!

But then, his eyes rolled back, and he fell unconscious...