The Scale Python Martial Academy.
After one core disciple after another had their martial foundations crippled, the Scale Python Martial Academy seemed to have fallen into decline overnight.
The disciples were no longer as proud and arrogant as before, looking down their noses at everyone. Even with the gates wide open, they no longer dared strut about outside.
Besides, their master and the young academy master had taken the other disciples away to avenge the academy. Its defenses were especially thin now.
"With Young Academy Master Jiang Yun here, let's see what the Broken Mountain Martial Arts Hall can possibly throw at us this time!"
"Lin Hu and Liu Mingze had some foresight, at least. They scurried back to the Dragon-Elephant Academy early. Otherwise, they'd have been the first two the young academy master crippled!"
"And that Duan Xuan, too. Before leaving, the young academy master swore an oath before the Ancestral Hall.
"He swore to twist that brat's head off and offer it to our second senior brother's spirit!"
The academy disciples traded idle chatter, utterly unaware.
Two figures had already slipped into the academy in broad daylight.
"Sis, that pill Lord Black Wolf Guest wants must be incredibly precious. We'd better not stir up any extra trouble!" Zhao Hui's voice was still as timid as ever.
But after several months under Duan Xuan's instruction, his eyes were bright and alert, his movements nimble and decisive.
His weak nature had been forcibly suppressed by the capable instincts drilled into him.
Zhao Bastard snorted. "I know what I'm doing. But these bastards once slandered us in front of Chen Feng.
"We nearly had our martial arts crippled and got thrown out, which would've ruined our revenge plans completely. Are we supposed to just let that go?"
"Sis, then you want