Huo Ping originally thought that Zhou Ji would beat up Tang Ao, but who would have thought that he would be injured by a single punch from Tang Ao. He knew that they had hit a snag.
Tang Ao walked up to Zhou Ji nonchalantly. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he sat down on Zhou Ji's body and used the sole of his shoe to slap Zhou Ji's swollen face.
"Who asked you to curse?"
"Didn't your mother teach you to be civilized?"
"Didn't your elders teach you to treat others with respect?"
Tang Ao slapped and preached at the same time. The sound of slapping and Tang Ao's preaching rose and fell one after another. There was an inexplicable rhythm to it.
The crowd outside the door was shocked by this scene. "There's such a fighting style?" It could be said that Tang Ao's actions today had completely overturned the crowd's view of those sect disciples.
This! This! Wasn't this a hooligan???
He Lin, Ding Bo, and the rest were speechless. They covered their faces and pretended that they didn't know Tang Ao. Who would fight like this? It was either a battle of martial skills or a clash of weapons. Who would use the sole of a shoe?
If the Fifth Elder was here, he would probably grab Tang Ao and kick his butt.
Huo Ping's veins were already bulging on his forehead. His anger was unbearable. This was not only a slap to Zhou Ji's face, but also to the Heartless Sect's face. An elite disciple of the Heartless Sect, a martial artist at the peak of the Body Refining Realm, was actually being ridden on by a martial artist who was a Minor Realm lower than him, and beaten up with the sole of a shoe. This was a slap to the face that even his mother wouldn't be able to recognize. It was practically a pig's head.
"Enough!"
Slap, slap, slap. Huo Ping was completely enraged. He jumped off the building and aimed a kick at Tang Ao's back. The Zhen Yuan on his leg surged. He was clearly enraged and wanted to kill Tang Ao.
The crowd outside the door shrank their necks in fear and hid far away, afraid that they would be implicated. On the floor, Ah Da and Ding Bo stood in front of He Lin to protect him from the aftermath.
"You're an old man in your seventies or eighties, how dare you attack a junior!" Tang Ao cursed as he executed the Mysterious Valley Leg, jumping out of the path of Huo Ping's attack.
When Huo Ping saw that his kick had missed, he did not chase after Zhou Ji. Instead, he quickly transferred his True Essence to Zhou Ji to stabilize his injuries. Zhou Ji's Life Spirit had suffered a setback, and he had been slapped dozens of times by Tang Ao. He was on the brink of death, and his swollen lips were foaming with blood.
"Tang Ao! You're looking for death! " Zhou Ji, who had just recovered from the transfer of some Quintessential Essence, pointed at Tang Ao and cursed. However, because several of his teeth had been knocked out, his words were slurred.
"What?" Tang Ao pretended to be deaf and weighed the sole of the shoe in his hand. "What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly. Say it again. "As he spoke, he deliberately moved closer to Zhou Ji, who was still recovering.
When Zhou Ji saw the sole of the shoe in Tang Ao's hand, his body shivered, and his eyes rolled back into his head as he fainted again. After being beaten by Tang Ao like that, Zhou Ji was probably traumatized for the rest of his life.
"Tang Ao! That's enough! I will report this to the Faction, just wait for the Heartless Sect's punishment! "Huo Ping carried Zhou Ji on his back, and did not forget to warn Tang Ao before he left.
Tang Ao curled his lips in disdain, "Welcome! I will greet you with the warmest sole of my shoe. "
"Hmph! Don't talk nonsense! "Huo Ping did not attack Tang Ao because of his pride, and turned to leave. Zhou Ji was crippled, and the Heartless Sect did not have enough manpower in Waterpearl City. Huo Ping needed the Faction to send another batch of disciples to help him.
When He Yuanjun saw her two most capable assistants run away, she panicked. While Tang Ao and the others were not paying attention, she sneaked down the stairs and slipped out of the hall.
"Master, where are you going?" Tang Ao sat on a dining table, carelessly playing with the sole of the shoe in his hand, flicking the dust off from time to time.
He Yuanjun suddenly froze, and his body actually shivered a little. He turned around, put on the posture of a young master, and said, "I'm warning you, I can't …" Poor He Yuanjun, before he could finish his sentence, a black shadow whizzed by.
"Pa!"
With a crisp sound, He Yuanjun's body flew out of the door, and landed heavily on the ground, raising dust everywhere. A shoe fell from the air, and landed right on He Yuanjun's body.
Tang Ao's indifferent voice came from the hall, "Get out! If you come looking for trouble in the future, I will teach you how to be a man. "
He Yuanjun covered the swollen half of his face, pushed through the crowd, and hurriedly escaped, "You guys wait for me."
He Lin was very happy. He had been bullied by his brothers for a long time, and today he could finally hold his head up high. That was refreshing. He called out to Ah Da, "You guys go outside and bring Master Tang's shoe in."
Ah Da and Uncle Ding were speechless again. They shook their heads with a bitter smile, walked down the stairs, and picked up Tang Ao's shoe.
Tang Ao sat on the table, took the sole that Ah Da handed over, and patted the dust off, "Sigh! Some people! They are despicable! I have to beat them hard to teach them a lesson. "
He Lin and the others were speechless again. Beating people with the sole of a shoe, this group of people was really like a young lady sitting in a sedan chair.
"Master Tang, feel free to rest here. I, He Lin, will pay for all your expenses."
"Alright! If anyone comes looking for trouble, come straight to me. I will recuperate first, and tomorrow I will help you fight for the position of Castellan. "Tang Ao replied indifferently, and without looking back, he went back to his room to continue his enlightenment.
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"Bastard!"
"Trash! All trash! Ouch! " He Yuanjun pointed at Huo Ping in front of him and cursed, but accidentally tore the wound on his face. The pain made him suck in a breath of cold air.
Huo Ping was also very sullen. He'd wanted to find trouble with Tang Ao, but in the end, Zhou Ji had been pressed to the ground by Tang Ao. If he hadn't treated him in time, Zhou Ji's cultivation would've regressed even if he'd fully recovered. Even so, Zhou Ji wouldn't be able to go out without recuperating for a month or two.
Now, he was being pointed at and cursed by a secular disciple who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. If it wasn't for the sect rule that he had to help He Yuanjun win the position of Castellan with all his might, he would've slapped him to death right now.
"Say something! Why are you staring at me like that? Are you trying to rebel? " Seeing Huo Ping glare at him viciously, he actually felt a trace of fear in his heart. But when he thought about his own status, he grew bolder again.
"Yes! Master! What do you plan to do next? " Huo Ping gritted his teeth in anger. If looks could kill, He Yuanjun would've died hundreds and thousands of times already.
"Idiot! Trash! What's the use of you? With Zhou Ji down, who's going to the Ring of Heaven and Earth tomorrow? If you can't find a suitable person, I'll report you to the council of elders. "
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