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Chapter 158

Words:3104Update:22/06/21 03:48:32

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Paladin Academy, cafeteria.

Duan Lingtian and the others sat in a circle.

Duan Lingtian ate with big mouthfuls of food, as if what happened earlier didn't affect him in the slightest.

On the other hand, Xiao Yu, Xiao Xun, and Tian Hu were somewhat unable to eat.

The bloody scene from before was still vivid in their minds, and it was difficult for them to get rid of it for a long time.

Only Su Li was the same as Duan Lingtian and wasn't affected in the slightest.

"Duan Ling Tian, you're really good at hiding your strength! Ninth level of the Core Formation Stage, grade seven spirit weapon …. If it wasn't for the life and death battle between you and Duan Lingxing, we probably would have been kept in the dark by you. "

Tian Hu shook his head and sighed with a bitter smile on his face.

In front of Duan Lingtian, the natural talent in the Martial Dao that he took pride in in in his clan was simply inferior to trash.

But he knew that he couldn't compare with this freak, or else he would only be looking for a blow to himself.

"Exactly. All along, even I've been deceived by you."

Xiao Yu's eyes focused and his gaze was extremely complicated. He originally thought that Duan Lingtian was only gradually getting further away, and that on the path of the Martial Dao, he could still see Duan Lingtian's back.

But who knew that Duan Lingtian's true strength had already left him far behind, causing him to be unable to catch up!

"What I didn't expect the most was your identity. You're actually Duan Rufeng's son, a direct descendant of the Duan Clan. "

Xiao Xun looked at Duan Lingtian, and his eyes focused as he was slightly surprised.

"It's true that I'm Duan Rufeng's son …. But I have no connection with the Duan Clan!"

Duan Lingtian's eyes focused as he spoke indifferently. He was extremely disdainful of the Duan Clan and wasn't willing to admit that he was a member of the Duan Clan.

Xiao Xun was stunned and glanced deeply at Duan Lingtian, but didn't say anything further.

He'd discerned that Duan Lingtian didn't have a good impression of the Duan Clan.

While Duan Lingtian was eating and drinking, Duan Rong had already brought Duan Lingxing's body back to the Duan Clan's residence.

In the spacious courtyard, Duan Lingxing was lying there. The blood on his body had dried up.

"Xing 'er!"

The earth quaked and the mountains swayed. The fat woman, who weighed more than 150 kilograms, threw herself forward. She cried bitterly and her small eyes were red. She was unwilling to believe that all of this was real.

"Son!"

Outside the courtyard, a figure moved as fast as lightning as he walked in. His voice was like a clap of thunder.

This was a middle-aged man with a dignified look on his face. It was obvious that he had been in a high position for a long time.

Now, he came to the side of the corpse in the courtyard. His eyes were also red, and a deep hatred was taking root and sprouting in his heart …

"No matter who it is, as long as they kill my son, I will grind their bones to dust!"

Duan Ru Lei's voice was filled with ruthlessness.

"Second brother, I heard that Ling Xing, he …"

Another figure ran into the courtyard. Looking at the corpse on the ground, he was dumbstruck.

It was precisely the Duan Clan's Fourth Master, Duan Ru Hong.

Before long, three old men slowly walked into the courtyard under the lead of a middle-aged man in a white robe that was inlaid with gold.

This middle-aged man had a firm expression and an extraordinary temperament. Every move he made revealed a domineering dignity. His identity was obvious …

The Duan Clan's current Patriarch, Duan Ru Huo!

"Second brother, sister-in-law, my condolences."

Duan Ru Huo looked at Duan Ru Lei and his wife and sighed.

"Second brother, what actually happened?"

Duan Ru Hong's face was grim, and his tone was suppressed. It carried dense rage …

"I just returned as well."

Duan Ru Lei looked at the fat woman beside him. The fat woman's crimson red eyes condensed a gaze that descended onto Duan Rong. "It was Rong who brought Xing 'er back. Rong, who actually killed your cousin?! "

As the fat woman finished speaking, her voice trembled and her eyes revealed a vicious expression.

Instantly, the gazes of everyone in the courtyard descended onto Duan Rong.

Duan Rong became the center of attention. His body trembled and his eyes were crimson red as he said in a low voice, "Aunt, it was Duan Lingtian, it was that Duan Lingtian who did it!"

Duan Lingtian?

The fat woman was stunned and was unable to react for a moment.

"What did you say?"

The Duan Clan's Fourth Master, Duan Ru Hong's face went pale as he looked at Duan Rong with a burning gaze. "Which Duan Lingtian?"

Duan Lingtian, this name wasn't unfamiliar to him!

The son of his third brother, Duan Rufeng, was also called Duan Lingtian. Two years ago, when he brought Duan Lingxing out on a business trip, he passed by Fresh Breeze Town and met him once.

"It's Duan Rufeng's son, Duan Lingtian!"

Duan Rong gnashed his teeth as he spoke.

Duan Lingtian, besides Duan Ru Hong, this name was something that the people present were unable to react to in a short period of time.

But Duan Rufeng …

Instead, it caused the people present to instantly sober up.

"Impossible!"

Duan Ru Hong coldly said, "Two years ago, I saw Ling Tian once. At that time, he was only a Body Tempering martial artist … It has only been two years, how could he possibly have the strength to kill Ling Xing!? Moreover, it's impossible for him to be in the Imperial City now. "

Duan Ru Hong obviously didn't believe it.

"It's true!"

Duan Rong's gaze towards the people present became suspicious as he hurriedly explained, "That Duan Lingtian should be around 18 years old now, and he's currently at Paladin Academy! Just a moment ago … "

Duan Rong's eyes were crimson red as he slowly finished explaining the sequence of events with an excited expression.

Duan Lingtian!

18 years old!

Ninth level of the Core Formation Stage!

Grade seven spirit weapon!

Duan Rong's words caused the hearts of everyone present to tremble.

Even Duan Ru Hong's pupils couldn't help but constrict …

That youth who was only at the Body Tempering Stage two years ago was already an existence at the ninth level of the Core Formation Stage now?

Now, after confirming that the person who killed Duan Lingxing was Duan Lingtian, a trace of helplessness and bitterness arose within his heart.

Both the palm and the back of the hand were flesh and blood …

"So it was that little bastard!"

The fat woman's voice seemed as if it came from the depths of hell, icy cold and piercing to the bone.

"Life and death contract? Why didn't you persuade Ling Xing at that time? "

Patriarch Duan Ru Huo's eyes focused as he looked at Duan Rong and asked in a low voice.

Duan Rong laughed bitterly. "I did persuade him at that time, but cousin didn't listen to me at all … Moreover, I didn't know that Duan Lingtian's strength was so strong!"

"It really was Ru Feng's son!"

"Ru Feng's son stepped into the ninth level of the Core Formation Stage at the mere age of 18 … His natural talent is even greater than Ru Feng's!"

"Patriarch, since Ling Xing was killed after signing a life and death contract, Ling Xing can only be blamed for being arrogant! Besides that, Duan Lingtian is Ru Feng's son, a direct descendant of our Duan Clan. He ought to be allowed to return to the clan and acknowledge his ancestors! "

The three old men behind Duan Ru Huo, who were also elders of the Duan Clan, spoke out one after another.

Their eyes contained a trace of excitement mixed within.

Since Duan Lingxing had signed a life and death contract, not to mention that he died at the hands of Duan Lingtian, even if he died at the hands of an outsider, the Duan Clan had no reason to interfere …

Now, their thoughts were completely placed on Duan Lingxing, the Duan Lingtian who killed Duan Lingtian.

The natural talent in the Martial Dao that Duan Lingtian revealed caused them to feel a wave of excitement.

That year, the Duan Clan members all believed that Duan Rufeng had a chance to become a true Void Stage expert and lead the Duan Clan to glory and compete with the Imperial Family!

But unfortunately, Duan Rufeng went missing.

Yet now, many years later, Duan Rufeng's son had appeared, and his natural talent was even greater than Duan Rufeng's, allowing them to once again see hope.

To them, to the Duan Clan ….

Duan Lingtian was their hope!

Not to mention that Duan Lingtian had signed a life and death contract with Duan Lingxing, even if they didn't sign a life and death contract, for the sake of the Duan Clan's future, they wouldn't blame Duan Lingtian for killing Duan Lingxing.

Duan Lingtian's value was something that 100 Duan Lingxing's couldn't compare to!

In this world where the strong were respected, this was reality, an iron-clad reality!

This was the cruelty of a large clan ….

If you were able to bring benefits to the clan, then you were a treasure; conversely, you were grass!

"Elders, what do all of you mean by this?"

Hearing what the three old men said, the fat woman's small eyes flickered as she said sorrowfully, "Ling Xing is a direct descendant of the Duan Clan. Even if he signed a life and death contract in a moment of carelessness, that little bastard still shouldn't have killed him! Ling Xing is his clan brother. Such a vicious and merciless little bastard should be killed. If he were allowed to enter the Duan Clan, who knows what chaos would occur! "

"If the clan isn't willing to interfere in this matter, then I, Yun Ping, will deal with it myself!"

As the fat woman finished speaking, her voice was filled with bone-piercing coldness ….

The three old men's faces went grim.

A woman dared to refute them?

Even the Duan Clan's Patriarch, Duan Ru Huo's face couldn't help but sink at this moment, and he shouted in a low voice. "Sister-in-law, you're too presumptuous!"

At this moment, Duan Ru Huo's thoughts were the same as the three elders.

He was the Duan Clan's Patriarch, and had to make plans for the Duan Clan.

Slap!

Suddenly, a slap sounded out.

It was Duan Ru Lei who gave the fat woman, his wife, Yun Ping, a slap.

"You … You hit me?"

Yun Ping was stunned. Her son was dead, and she'd only spoken words from the bottom of her heart, yet her husband actually hit her?!

"Yes, I hit you, ignorant woman!"

Duan Ru Lei raised his hand and gave Yun Ping another slap, and only then did he look respectfully at Duan Ru Huo and the three old men. "Patriarch, three elders … .My son brought this upon himself, and can't blame others! Duan Ru Lei knows what to do and what not to do. Patriarch, three elders, please be at ease. "

"Not bad, it's rare for Ru Lei to see the big picture!"

The three Duan Clan elders nodded in satisfaction.

Only Patriarch Duan Ru Huo's eyes squinted as he glanced deeply at Duan Ru Lei. "Second Brother, I hope you'll do as you say … .Otherwise, I'll be disappointed, and the clan will be disappointed as well!"

Duan Ru Lei's body trembled as he repeatedly said, "Yes, Patriarch!"

"Fourth Brother, you'll be responsible for bringing that child, Ling Tian, back to the clan … .He's suffered too much outside, and the Duan Clan will properly compensate him."

Duan Ru Huo looked at the nearby Duan Ru Hong as he slowly spoke.

"Yes, Patriarch!"

Duan Ru Hong hurriedly received his orders, and he sighed in his heart, as he knew that Duan Lingxing had died for nothing this time.

Duan Rong was completely dumbstruck as he watched the Duan Clan's Patriarch and elders leave successively.

This matter is over just like this?

"Second Brother, Second Sister-in-law, the matter has already been decided, please restrain your grief."

Duan Ru Hong consoled Duan Ru Lei and his wife before leaving with large strides.

"You really won't take revenge for your son?"

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