Chaotic Battle

Attack!

At Li He's command, more than a dozen young men leaped forward. Battle Qi of various colors flashed across their palms as a skyful of combat techniques came crashing down on Wang Dahu and Wang Erhu.

Zhou Tong moved his hand, and an illusory Battle Qi barrier enveloped the entire carriage, yet he showed no intention of helping. Without Yao Feng's permission, he naturally would not intervene. Besides, he wanted them to suffer a little and understand that not just anyone could be schemed against.

Seeing that the old man had no intention of acting, Wang Dahu naturally understood that this was a test for them. He gritted his teeth at once.

Black Tiger Digs Out the Heart.

Wang Dahu and Wang Erhu threw punches together. Black light surged over their fists and claws. An attack from a Da Dou Shi was naturally beyond what mere Dou Zhe and Dou Shi like them could withstand. Anyone brushed by Wang Dahu's attack flew backward like a kite with its string cut, vomiting blood.

Though their first strike succeeded, their opponents had too many people. As everyone attacked together, quite a few blows still landed on Wang Dahu and Wang Erhu.

A dense barrage of fists and kicks engulfed the two of them. Before long, their bodies were covered in wounds, and several spots on Wang Erhu's face had already turned blue.

A trickle of blood ran from the corner of Wang Dahu's mouth. He stared at the crowd before him, undisguised killing intent radiating from his eyes. His hands clenched tightly as he prepared to charge in again.

Wait!

Yao Feng stepped out of the carriage. When he saw the youth named Li He, his brow furrowed imperceptibly. Such a similar hooked nose—was that the standard feature of the Heavenly Eagle Clan? It seemed Tianwu Martial Arts School might indeed have some connection with the Heavenly Eagle Clan.

"What, are you going to protect them? I advise you not to meddle in other people's business. Otherwise, don't even think about getting by in Black Tiger City again!"

Seeing a brat emerge from the carriage, Li He could not help but shout arrogantly.

"Even Li Xie wouldn't dare speak like that in my presence. You've got quite the nerve."

Yao Feng laughed softly as he looked at Li He. He could not help thinking that he truly had quite the affinity with the Heavenly Eagle Clan. But weren't they supposed to live in the far south of the continent? Why had they appeared in southern Central Continent?

"I don't know who Li Xie is, but you'll soon find out who I, Li He, am!"

Li He sneered. Seeing Yao Feng's calm expression, he grew irritated.

"Get him! Beat him up too!"

"So you don't know him."

Yao Feng shook his head and gestured to Old Zhou.

"Looks like this old man has been overlooked."

Zhou Tong chuckled and lightly waved his sleeve. A fierce gust swept past, immediately knocking everyone off balance. Their blood surged, and an unnatural flush spread across their faces.

"Where is Li Jiang? Take me to see him."

"In your dreams."

Li He spat out a mouthful of blood and gritted his teeth.

"You've got some backbone! Break one of his legs!"

Yao Feng sneered. He had overheard some of the passersby's discussions earlier. There was naturally no need for him to show mercy to scum like these.

"Yes, sir."

When Wang Dahu saw Yao Feng act, joy appeared on his face. Clearly, he had gambled correctly. Although Yao Feng was somewhat displeased with what he had done before, as long as Yao Feng had stepped in, his goal had been achieved.

Wang Dahu walked over to Li He and clenched his hand into a fist. A crisp crack of breaking bone rang out. Li He screamed, lightly clutching his deformed right leg with both hands as cold sweat streamed down his forehead.

"Are you going to talk?"

Yao Feng frowned and asked again.

"If you've got the guts, kill me. If I so much as frown, I'll take your surname."

This villain's got some guts.

Yao Feng sighed inwardly, his gaze drifting between Li He's legs.

Sensing Yao Feng's gaze, Li He shuddered uncontrollably, his thighs tightening.

"Cut it off."

Yao Feng tilted his head and gestured to Wang Dahu.

"Yes, sir."

Wang Dahu looked at Li He with a hint of gloating in his eyes. He slowly raised the broadsword in his hand and was about to bring it down.

"I'll talk... I'll talk!"

Seeing the blade heading straight for his groin, Li He completely panicked and hurriedly shouted.

"You should've said so earlier. Why put yourself through this?"

Seeing Li He looking as though he had just been pulled from the water, everyone around them felt a chill run down their spines. Even the way they looked at Yao Feng carried a trace of fear.

"My... my father discovered a strange cave south of the city. Strange light was shining out from inside. When my father went in to investigate, he encountered a Corpse Puppet with the strength of a Dou Ling, so he sent word for me to bring some men to support him."

"Support him? More like serve as meat shields. A Dou Ling-level Corpse Puppet isn't something Dou Zhe and Dou Shi like you can fight."

Yao Feng gave a cold laugh. It seemed the master of Tianwu Martial Arts School was not only ruthless toward outsiders, but equally ruthless toward his own people.

"Where is Wang Xiaohu now?"

"In the martial school's holding cell."

"To Tianwu Martial Arts School!"

Yao Feng said this to Wang Dahu before turning and returning to the carriage.

Wang Dahu and Wang Erhu led the way ahead, while Zhou Tong drove the carriage behind them. As for Li He and the others, Yao Feng had no interest in dealing with them.

"Just who is that young man in the carriage? I've never heard of any great family having someone like him."

"Idiot, didn't you see how unfathomable that old man driving the carriage was? At that level, even the City Lord might not compare to him. How could he possibly be from one of the surrounding families?"

"The City Lord is a Dou Wang. If even the City Lord can't compare to him, what realm must he be at?"

"Hehe, who cares what realm he's at? All I know is that Tianwu Martial Arts School is probably finished this time."

"..."

After Yao Feng and the others left, the street became lively again. Looking at the people sprawled on the ground, everyone's eyes concealed a trace of satisfaction.

"Sir, we've arrived. This is Tianwu Martial Arts School."

"Mm. Let's go in."

Yao Feng stepped down from the carriage, glanced at the lavishly decorated building, and spoke softly.

Yao Feng took the lead, with Old Zhou half a step behind him. Though he appeared casual, his gaze remained fixed on Yao Feng. The moment danger appeared, he could immediately protect him. Wang Dahu and Wang Erhu followed closely behind Yao Feng.

"Who are you? How dare you trespass into Tianwu Martial Arts School!"

The moment Yao Feng stepped into the martial school, a group of young men holding clubs rushed out and surrounded them. An old man slowly approached, giving Zhou Tong a solemn glance before shifting his gaze to Yao Feng.

"May I ask how Tianwu Martial Arts School has offended you all? Please enlighten me."

"Release him."

Yao Feng spoke lightly. He could not be bothered wasting time with them. He was somewhat interested in the cave Li Jiang had discovered.

"May I ask who this young master is referring to?"

"Wang Xiaohu, my brother!"

Wang Dahu stepped forward and shouted.

"Hehe, so it's him. Although this senior is highly skilled, if you say release him and we simply release him, where would that leave Tianwu Martial Arts School?"

"Old Zhou, do it!"

Yao Feng glanced at the old man. He had thought the man knew when to yield, but unexpectedly, the old fellow still wanted to negotiate terms.

Zhou Tong's eyes narrowed. With a wave of his hand, a fierce gust shot forth. The old man's expression abruptly changed. Black feathers emerged over his body, while his pupils suddenly contracted, becoming like an eagle's eyes.

The attack struck the old man, sending him reeling back. Only after retreating more than ten steps did he barely manage to steady himself.

Zhou Tong gave the old man a surprised glance. Though that had merely been a casual attack, it contained thirty percent of his strength. The old man was only a Nine Star Dou Ling, and he was old and frail, his vitality long since depleted. By all reason, he should not have been able to withstand that blow.

"You're from the Heavenly Eagle Clan!"

"The Heavenly Eagle Clan? Hehe, I'm no member of the Heavenly Eagle Clan. They're nothing but a pack of cold-blooded scoundrels."

Didn't magical beasts need the strength of a Dou Huang before they could take human form? Li Xie has an extraordinary status, so he could perhaps obtain a Transformation Pill. But this old man's aura is only that of a Nine Star Dou Ling. How can he exist in human form?

Yao Feng suddenly thought of something and looked at the old man in confusion.

"Hand him over. If there's a next time, you'll die!"

Yao Feng said. With Zhou Tong's strength, he could easily wipe out everyone here.

"Release him!"

The old man's expression shifted repeatedly before he finally chose to compromise. There was no helping it—his side was weaker. Resistance would merely be a dying struggle.

"Big Brother, Second Brother!"

Before long, a thick-browed, big-eyed young man in tattered clothes emerged from inside. The moment he saw Wang Dahu, he ran over excitedly.

"Xiaohu, this is our lifesaver. If it weren't for this sir, we'd probably have died at the hands of Tianwu Martial Arts School."

"Benefactor, please accept Xiaohu's bow."

Though Yao Feng was only a youth, Wang Xiaohu did not hesitate to kneel and thank him.

"No need for such formalities!"