You're Talking to Me About Being Underhanded?

"Fellow disciples? How could I possibly be fellow disciples with these useless idiots?"

Shen Yuxuan looked utterly astonished.

"Weren't you just selling information about your academy?"

Xia Yu was baffled too. What was going on?

"Oh, you mean that? Hahaha..." Shen Yuxuan said with a laugh. "I'm not from the Martial Saint Academy. Naturally, I sell information to make money."

"Brother, you have to understand: anyone who passes up money is a damned fool. Besides, making money off your opponents feels great! What a sense of accomplishment!"

Xia Yu: "..."

So after all that, you're an enemy of the Martial Saint Academy.

Suddenly, a question occurred to Xia Yu, and he couldn't help asking, "Then why do they let you sell the information?"

Shen Yuxuan smiled. "Isn't that simple? If they won't agree, I beat them until they do."

"They're no match for me!"

Xia Yu was speechless. Apparently, that worked too.

"Shen Yuxuan, have you no shame? The Martial Saint Academy can't beat you? Hmph! Has your Dao-Seeking Academy won even once in the past hundred years?"

An inner disciple of the Martial Saint Academy standing beside the senior brother wore an arrogant expression.

"You sell information outside the Martial Saint Academy not because we can't deal with you, but because our senior brother and the others can't be bothered! You may have no shame, but our senior brother still has his dignity."

Shen Yuxuan kept smiling, utterly unbothered.

He waved a hand and said with a laugh, "Run along and play. Who gave you a say here? Can't you see that even your senior brother is obediently keeping his mouth shut?"

"And another thing, Xu Weilin. These lackeys of yours are getting more unruly by the day. You haven't even spoken, yet he dares to butt in. What kind of senior brother are you?"

Xu Weilin watched Shen Yuxuan quietly and asked coldly, "Are we fighting or not?"

"No. Why would I fight you when I can't beat you? Besides, given how your Martial Saint Academy behaves, it's just like my young brother here said: when you can't win, you call out the old ones. Boring."

Shen Yuxuan waved a hand dismissively.

He even turned to Xia Yu and said, "Brother, let me tell you something. That fight to the death you proposed can only end one way: with you dead!"

"If one of their disciples is about to die, those old fossils of theirs will come running out, yammering and yammering at you without end, and then..."

"You can't beat them, and you can't escape either. They'll always find an excuse to kill you!"

Xu Weilin snorted softly. "Shen Yuxuan, are you taking up this brat's fight?"

"No. Why would I? I'm just here to see how shameless your Martial Saint Academy can be."

Shen Yuxuan sneered.

Xia Yu was utterly speechless. If you're not going to help, why did you come over?

But remembering that Shen Yuxuan's master was still saving his sister, he decided to put up with this chatterbox for now.

Xu Weilin stared coldly at Shen Yuxuan without saying anything more.

The inner disciples behind Xu Weilin, however, immediately took offense.

"Shen Yuxuan, our senior brother simply can't be bothered with you. If you're not taking up his fight, get out of the way," an inner disciple said coldly.

There was a rule between the Dao-Seeking Academy and the Martial Saint Academy, established years ago with the imperial family as witness.

The two academies were forbidden from fighting privately. Any fight had to take place in the Battle Arena, with a contract signed.

Alternatively, they could visit the other academy to challenge it, but if the other side refused the challenge, they couldn't simply attack.

Back then, the fighting between the Dao-Seeking Academy and the Martial Saint Academy had nearly torn Capital City apart, and many experts on both sides had died.

Only the imperial family's forceful intervention had finally stabilized the situation.

Precisely because of that, the Martial Saint Academy's people could do nothing if Shen Yuxuan refused a challenge.

Hearing the inner disciple's words, Shen Yuxuan smiled. "I just told you off, and here you are popping up again. Were you raised with no manners?"

"Besides, why should I move? I'm standing right here. Don't like it? Come hit me! Go on, hit me!"

Shen Yuxuan's expression suddenly darkened. His smile vanished instantly, an icy aura radiated from his entire body, and the temperature around him abruptly plummeted.

Even Xia Yu was stunned!

You change faces far too quickly.

Shen Yuxuan pointed at the inner disciple and said coldly, "If you've got the guts, try attacking first. One move is enough to kill you! If I need a second, I'll kill myself on the spot! Do you dare?"

Facing the murderous Shen Yuxuan, the inner disciple looked embarrassed and didn't dare respond.

The Martial Saint Academy's disciples all knew perfectly well that among the younger generation, no one except their senior brother and the direct disciples could beat Shen Yuxuan.

"Haha, brother, see that? These Martial Saint Academy fellows are all cowards. One little scare from me, and they don't even dare let out a fart!"

"Brother, did you learn anything?"

Shen Yuxuan instantly switched back to a beaming smile and even patted Xia Yu on the shoulder.

Xia Yu: "..."

"I'll hold Shen Yuxuan back. You take down Xia Yu. Remember, attack together!"

Xu Weilin's expression was icy as he continued, "If any of you dares hold back and we fail to take him down, don't blame me for showing no mercy afterward."

"Yes, senior brother!" the four inner disciples answered solemnly at once.

They knew their senior brother was angry.

"Wow, the inner disciples' senior brother is angry! Brother, I can't beat this cold-faced fellow, so I can't help you! You're on your own!"

Shen Yuxuan patted Xia Yu's shoulder, then advanced rather than retreating.

He walked straight up to Xu Weilin, folded his arms, and said with a smile, "That's more like it! You're a grown man. Don't bully the little fellow. Let your people attack however they like, even gang up on him. As long as you don't move, I absolutely won't either!"

Xu Weilin glanced at Shen Yuxuan and snorted softly. "Your Dao-Seeking Academy can't protect him."

"That's my master's business. I'm not the dean. If you have a problem, ask my master."

Shen Yuxuan shrugged, utterly unconcerned.

"Fine," Xu Weilin said coldly. "Kill Xia Yu!"

Before Xu Weilin had even finished speaking, a figure shot forward.

It was none other than Xia Yu.

Divine Dragon Movement!

Heaven-Breaking!

"Watch out!" Xu Weilin barked.

But before he could finish, a cold gleam flashed past.

The inner disciple's eyes widened as he stared at Xia Yu in disbelief.

Xia Yu didn't even glance at him. His body shifted, and the Sin Dragon Spear suddenly swept sideways with blinding speed.

Heaven-Splitting!

A cold gleam slashed past!

That gleam was dazzling beyond compare.

Everyone felt as though lightning had flashed before their eyes, only to vanish again.

Seeing the flashing gleam, the inner disciple Xia Yu attacked hurriedly raised his sword to block.

At the same time, he couldn't help blinking.

Then there was no next moment for him.

He stood frozen in place!

"Kill!"

Only then did the other two inner disciples react. They shouted in unison and charged.

Two streaks of sword light slashed through the air.

The crescent-shaped sword radiance, like death-dealing thunderbolts, instantly hemmed Xia Yu in from left and right.

Not only that, two King's Domains, each spanning two zhang, instantly appeared beneath their feet.

Empowered by their domains, their sword attacks suddenly grew far stronger.

One shone with the light of a cold moon, while the other's longsword blazed with roaring flames.

Xia Yu charged straight at them, abruptly swinging the Sin Dragon Spear in his hands to meet them head-on.

Clang!

A clear metallic ring rang out.

The two streaks of sword light flew away, and the two inner disciples frantically retreated.

Everything happened so quickly that it was over in an instant.

Only then did the first inner disciple Xia Yu had attacked laboriously raise a hand to clutch his throat. "You... you ambushed me... underhanded..."

"Moron, it's your life or mine! Four of you against one of me, and you're talking to me about being underhanded? Pah!"

Xia Yu snorted disdainfully.

At that moment, half of the second inner disciple's body suddenly slid off, blood and entrails gushing out.