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Shameless!
Everyone looked at Yang Zhen with blank expressions, the corners of their eyes twitching uncontrollably.
They had seen shameless people before, but never someone this brazen. Demanding payment to fight was one thing, but to openly declare his rates.
They could accept this, but everyone had underestimated the extent of Yang Zhenâs shamelessness. It was clearly agreed that it would be eighty for a blow with the big mallet and forty with a small one. Yang Zhen had swung thirty-six times, so why was he asking for thirty million?
What the hell!
It took a while for everyone to realize that Yang Zhenâs âeightyâ didnât mean eighty gemstones, but eighty thousand gemstones.
Ridiculous⦠why donât you go rob people instead?
More than that, Yang Zhen had clearly said he would wave the change. Two thousand eight hundred and eighty thousandâ¦how did that became three million after disregarding the change?
The most absurd thing was Yang Zhen had been counting his fingers when he was calculating. Where in hell did he learn his arithmetic, from an old beggar at the entrance of the village?
All the people around were totally stunned. Imagine the size of the psychological scar Lu Baichi had after hearing Yang Zhenâs words. His face was stupefied.
After what seemed like an eternity, Lu Baichi roared, âHow the hell did you calculate that?!â
Yang Zhen slammed his mallet on the ground with a thunderous crash that made everyone flinch, âThatâs how I calculated. Got a problem with that? If you do, how about we have another round?â
Another round?
Lu Baichiâs face turned all sorts of colors, like a rainbow.
He had already been hammered into the ground with thirty-six strikes, planted like a carrot. Both of his arms were broken, and if he didnât take care of his injuries soon, there might have been lasting consequences.
His sword cracked into several parts, laying powerless on the ground without a shimmering light.
At this moment, he couldnât even walk away, let alone have another fight. How
was he supposed to accept this?
He surrendered, both inside out!
Tears welled up in Lu Baichiâs eyes. Always an arrogant braggart, everywhere he went, he was hailed as a gifted talent. Many young practitioners were envious of him. Numerous women admired him, wishing to trip into his arms.
When had he ever been treated so viciously?
But as much as he was humiliated, there was a trace of malice and deadly venom in Lu Baichiâs eyes that quickly flashed and vanished like a viper.
âI⦠I donât have that many gemstones on me,â said Lu Baichi in indignant shame, his head nearly touching the ground. He was half-buried in the earth now and was finding it hard to get out.
âOh, thatâs a problem then!â Yang Zhen chuckled after a brief consideration. âBoss, how many gemstones do you have on you right now?
âOnly ten million!â
Yang Zhen thought for a moment, eyeing the storage ring on Lu Baichiâs hand, âThatâs a little too less, boss. Do you think your life is only worth ten million. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
â â You⦠You want to kill me?â Lu Baichi widened his eyes, looking at Yang Zhen in disbelief. There was a hint of terror in his eyes.
He was clearly frightened!
Yang Zhen slapped Lu Baichiâs head, âBefore I even reached Wanhua Island, you have been constantly harping about killing me. So, canât I reciprocate?â
âButâ¦â
âBut what?â Yang Zhen slapped him again, âYou think because youâre a descendent of Mountian Huaâs blessed place with high status that you can kill a country bumpkin like me anytime and it doesnât matter, right?â
Lu Baichi stuttered, and unwittingly nodded his head.
The surrounding crowd was likewise stunned upon hearing this, looking at
Yang Zhen with strange expressions.
Since the ancient days of cultivation, it had always been the survival of the strongest. The death of a person was such a normal occurrence. Who would ponder over it?
As Yang Zhen had said, if a rural bumpkin offended a disciple of a Great Sect, his death would be inconsequential. His demise wouldnât even cause a ripple in the vast cultivating world. Even if people saw it, they would merely pity him for a moment before moving on.
That⦠seem totally fair, isnât it?
The place fell into silence, and then Yang Zhenâs voice rose again, âAnd you, youâre a disciple of a major power, Mountain Hua, such a lofty force. You are a genius blessed by the heavens, highly regarded in your sect and revered outside. If someone wanted to kill you, or merely slapped you to death, it would cause a significant shock, wouldnât it?â
Yang Zhen spoke assuredly without any pauses, and as if stating facts, everyone nodded unconsciously.
indeed, if a person wanted to kill Lu Baichi, the whole of Mountain Hua would probably be enraged. Not to mention the entire Wanhua Island, perhaps even the Coast of the East Sea would fall into turmoil and fear in the face of
Mountain Huaâs wrath.
âYou havenât thought about it because youâve never considered death. To you, you simply wonât die, or at least, you wonât die for a very long time because no one dares to kill you casually. Even the elders whose cultivation is stronger than yours wouldnât dare risk the wrath of Mountain Hua to kill you rashly.â Yang Zhenâs words became forceful, completely articulating the facts.
Lu Baichi unconsciously nodded, staring blankly at Yang Zhen. Everything Yang Zhen said was accurate, and he couldnât counterargue.
Wang Meiling nodded, and so did the rest of the people. They also stared at Yang Zhen blankly, unsure of what Yang Zhen was trying to say.
Yin Shadow looked at Yang Zhen weirdly. For some reason, despite the absurdity of the situation, a thoughtful expression crossed Yin Shadowâs face, gradually becoming serious.
Everyone stared blankly at Yang Zhen, not knowing what he was trying to convey.
Just then, Yang Zhen abruptly lifted an enormous hammer. With a hum, the hammer cut through the air, creating a violent wave before heavily striking Lu Baichiâs head. Lu Baichi was instantly killed, his brains spattered.
âButâ¦â Yang Zhen hoisted the hammer, gestured a flow of water to meticulously clean it, and spat out, uttering each word distinctly, âWhat the fuck does this have to do with me?â
Whoa!
Everyone present was stunned, staring at Yang Zhen incredulously, looking at Lu Baichi who had been buried halfway into the ground, his head completely smashed. They were all shocked speechless.
Several timid practitioners were shaking with their legs, their faces pale as they stared at Yang Zhen.
Wang Meiling screamed, tightly covering her mouth with a delicate hand. Her phoenix eyes filled with shock as she stared at Yang Zhen, full of bewilderment and disbelief.
He killed him!
Yang Zhen really killed Lu Baichi.
He blew Lu Baichiâs head into nothing with one strike of the hammer. Lu Baichi was killed without the slightest reaction, without even screaming, dying with a blank expression!
Most likely, until his death, Lu Baichi didnât understand why Yang Zhen dared to kill him.
On what grounds did he dare to kill him?
âHoly shit!â
Yin Shadow jumped a yard high, staring at Yang Zhen in astonishment. After being dumbfounded for a good while, he finally got excited, circling around Yang Zhen a few times.
âSnazzy, dude! This time youâve done it over and over again! You really stirred up a storm!â
Overflowing with excitement, Yin Shadow praised, shaking his head and saying,
âNot bad, not bad. Youâve now grasped one-tenth of my art of causing trouble. But I suddenly remember that there are some old issues I havenât dealt with, so I wonât be joining you in your games. Weâll meet again someday, dudeâ¦.â