Savage Beating for Nalan Yanran (Please Recommend, Please Bookmark) (Revised)

As Nalan Yanran and the others stepped out of the hall, they saw Xiao Meng lounging in a chair, leisurely gnawing on a long strip of something, with a rusted broadsword lying beside him.

Ge Ye was immediately baffled. No matter how he looked at it, this brat did not seem like someone who had been driven mad by rage!

Nalan Yanran let out a startled cry, drawing Xiao Zhan and the others outside. When they saw Xiao Meng sitting in the distance, they too froze. Then rage immediately surged in Xiao Zhan and Xiao Yan's hearts.

"After humiliating the Xiao Clan like this, you think you can just leave so easily? That seems a little hard to justify, doesn't it?" Xiao Meng said carelessly.

"Heh, you worthless trash. Don't tell me you think you can keep us here?" the young man beside her sneered first.

Xiao Meng rose to his feet, stretched lazily, and curled his lip. "You're such a cheap bastard, I can't even be bothered talking to you."

"Xiao Meng of the Xiao Clan challenges Nalan Yanran, the young sect master of the Cloudmist Sect. Does the Cloudmist Sect dare accept?" In an instant, Xiao Meng shed his lazy posture. His voice surged forth with overwhelming momentum, echoing in every direction.

At that moment, Xiao Meng stood tall and powerfully built. His ink-black hair danced in the wind, his robes fluttered loudly, and he looked utterly domineering, wild and unruly.

Nalan Yanran's expression stiffened. She stood there dazed and absent-minded. At this moment, Xiao Meng was simply too different from before.

Ge Ye was filled with disbelief. From Xiao Meng, he sensed an imposing aura, like a blazing sun slowly rising, radiating an incomparably dazzling brilliance.

The Xiao Clan members were stunned, then exchanged glances.

"Nalan Yanran is a three-star Dou Practitioner. Isn't Third Brother being too rash?" Xiao Yan's jaw nearly dropped upon hearing Xiao Meng's words, and worry soon appeared on his face. Although Xiao Meng had screwed him over badly, he was still his third brother.

Xiao Xun'er covered her mouth with both hands, her eyes wide.

"What is Meng'er fooling around for?" Once Xiao Zhan recovered, his expression immediately changed.

"What, you don't dare accept? The proud daughter of the Cloudmist Sect..." Xiao Meng smiled teasingly.

"Xiao Meng, are you sure you want to challenge me? Do you even know what you're saying and doing?" Nalan Yanran was so angry she laughed. A piece of trash actually wanted to challenge her?

Nalan Yanran felt as though she had heard the funniest joke in the world.

"That's right! I want to challenge you, and I'm perfectly clear-headed right now," Xiao Meng said calmly.

"Meng'er, stop fooling around. Move aside and let them leave," Xiao Zhan shouted gravely. Nalan Yanran was a three-star Dou Practitioner. Her strength was not something the Xiao Clan disciples could compare to.

"Father, I know what I'm doing. You don't need to worry."

Xiao Meng then said bitterly, "Father, you'd better call me Third... Third Brother. When you call me Meng'er, it gives me goosebumps all over."

Xiao Zhan: "..."

"Pfft!"

Xiao Xun'er could not hold it in and laughed aloud. Realizing she had lost her composure, she immediately covered her little mouth with both hands. Her large eyes darted around, and when she saw that no one had noticed, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She then muttered to herself, How strange. Where did that hateful bastard Xiao Meng get the confidence to challenge Nalan Yanran?

"Hey! Does your Cloudmist Sect dare accept my challenge or not? If you don't, say so early, and I'll move aside for you," Xiao Meng said.

"What are you supposed to be? You think you're worthy of challenging the young sect master of the Cloudmist Sect?" The young man beside Ge Ye stepped forward, powerful Dou Qi swirling around him as he stared coldly at Xiao Meng, murderous intent rising.

"Oh? You want to fight me?"

Xiao Meng wore a mocking expression, but in the next second, his face turned cold. He sneered, "Stupid dog, you're in your twenties already, aren't you? Do you realize that?"

"You little piece of trash, you dare insult me? I'll kill you today!" the young man roared furiously, his face twisted.

"Wait!"

Xiao Meng hurriedly waved him off. "If you want to fight, you'll have to wait until after I've fought Nalan Yanran. Then it'll be your turn."

"Nalan Yanran, are you accepting or not? Be quick about it," Xiao Meng said, looking at Nalan Yanran.

"If you want to humiliate yourself, I'll grant your wish."

Nalan Yanran flashed forward and stood opposite Xiao Meng. She sneered, "To me, you're nothing more than a clown jumping around. I couldn't even be bothered to acknowledge you, but you, an ant, have provoked me again and again. Don't blame me for showing no mercy."

"How about we make a bet?" Xiao Meng shrugged and said indifferently.

Nalan Yanran froze, then instinctively asked, "What do you want to bet?"

"My two hands against one of your arms. Do you dare?" Xiao Meng stared at her intently.

"Meng'er, don't be so reckless!" Xiao Zhan's expression changed drastically as he hurriedly tried to stop him.

"Yanran, don't..." Without a second thought, Ge Ye also wanted Nalan Yanran to refuse. The stakes were far too high.

But before he could finish, Nalan Yanran raised a hand to signal him to stop talking. Ge Ye could only swallow the words at the tip of his tongue.

"I only intended to teach you a small lesson, but you insist on seeking death. Fine, I'll grant your wish," Nalan Yanran said, her pupils shrinking slightly and her face as cold as ice.

Xiao Meng looked at Xiao Zhan, signaling him not to worry. He then looked at Nalan Yanran and smiled faintly. "Then come on! I'll give you the chance to strike first. Don't blame me later for bullying an ugly freak like you."

"You're courting death!"

Nalan Yanran's face turned grim, her fury surging like that of a female leopard that had been violated. She charged at him like lightning, pale green Sword Qi swirling around her jade-like hand like a storm, razor-sharp.

"Wind Spirit Split Sword!?"

"That girl is truly furious. She even used the Wind Spirit Split Sword."

Ge Ye's brows furrowed slightly as he muttered, "At this level, even a one-star Dou Practitioner would struggle to withstand the Wind Spirit Split Sword. Hopefully this brat... will still have a breath left in him, or this will become troublesome."

"Junior Sister Yanran actually used the Wind Spirit Split Sword against an arrogant piece of trash. It's like using a butcher's knife on a chicken. Even if this brat doesn't die, he'll probably be crippled for life," the young man beside Ge Ye said with a smile, as though he could already see Xiao Meng's miserable end.

"This trash really knows how to court death. It's fucking humiliating. He actually overestimated himself enough to challenge the young sect master of the Cloudmist Sect, and even wagered both his arms."

"Damn it, he'll probably have to hire a servant to take care of his daily life from now on."

"Look, that trash is just standing there without moving. He must have been scared stupid and doesn't know how to fight back."

"It'd be best if he gets killed, so he stops embarrassing us. This piece of trash is simply the disgrace of the Xiao Clan."

In the distance, the Xiao Clan disciples discussed among themselves with disgust written all over their faces. Some of the women even closed their eyes, afraid to see Xiao Meng's miserable death.

Xiao Zhan and Xiao Yan's hearts were in their throats, and neither noticed the disciples' comments.

"A mere three-star Dou Practitioner is nothing but an ant!" Xiao Meng sneered.

That casual sentence landed in everyone's ears like a thunderclap.

What had he said? A three-star Dou Practitioner was an ant? Everyone was dumbfounded, their eyes wide and jaws hanging open.

When Nalan Yanran was still ten meters away from Xiao Meng, Xiao Meng, whom everyone considered trash, suddenly burst forward. In just two strides, he appeared before Nalan Yanran in an instant.

Nalan Yanran was shocked and immediately sensed that something was wrong. She tried to slip past Xiao Meng.

A mocking smile appeared on Xiao Meng's face. He struck swiftly, one hand grabbing Nalan Yanran's right hand wrapped in Sword Qi while his other hand opened into a palm and slammed directly into her cheek.

Slap!

A crisp sound rang out. Nalan Yanran's cheek rippled, and teeth mixed with blood sprayed from her mouth.

Xiao Meng then yanked Nalan Yanran forward and kicked her knee. The force was so great that the sound of bones breaking came from her knee.

"Ah..."

Nalan Yanran cried out in agonizing pain.

Xiao Meng did not stop there. He drove a fist into her forehead.

Nalan Yanran's head snapped backward, and she felt as though something important inside had shattered.

Xiao Meng followed up with another punch, smashing it viciously into her lower abdomen. The heavily injured girl flew backward like a kite with its string cut, crashing onto the ground ten meters away.

It had all happened in the blink of an eye, and no one had time to react.

Xiao Meng flashed forward and stomped down on Nalan Yanran just as she was about to rise, slamming her head heavily into the ground.

"Stop!" Ge Ye shouted in shock and fury.

"Old dog, take one more step, and I'll make her head burst like a flower," Xiao Meng's voice struck Ge Ye like lightning.