yasinovel Chapter 23 A mere Dou Ling dares to steal my cultivation technique?
Chapter 23 A mere Dou Ling dares to steal my cultivation technique?
Outside the Mittel Auction House, Mo Cheng stood at the entrance with a gloomy expression, followed by several outer disciples of the Yunlan Sect, each with a face full of resentment.
"Sir, that brat is too arrogant. We can't let this go. We have to teach him a lesson."
One of the disciples spoke up, "They're disrespecting our Yunlan Sect in front of so many people."
"That's right, how dare a mere brat try to compete with the deacon for something? He's really overestimating himself. He must be killed."
Another disciple said, "Sir, in my opinion, this kid is tired of living."
Mo Cheng didn't speak, his gaze fixed on the auction house entrance.
He had lived most of his life, and in the Gama Empire, there were few people who dared to disrespect him like this.
Even a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy dares to be arrogant in front of him.
"Sir, shall we go in now...?"
One of the disciples said in a low voice.
"No rush, the Mittel Auction House is not the place to make a move."
The disciples exchanged glances and understood Mo Cheng's meaning. After all, Teng Shan, the patriarch of the Mittel Auction House, was a Dou Wang-level expert.
If we don't make a move inside the auction house, then we'll wait for that kid to come out.
"Let's find a secluded spot when that kid comes out."
Mo Cheng's voice was cold, "Kill him, and the cultivation technique will naturally be ours."
The disciples nodded in agreement.
"Don't worry, sir, that kid won't get away."
"How much skill can a mere kid have?"
"I'll be the first one there to avenge the deacon. I'll kill him and make him beg for mercy on his knees. Let's see if he can still be so arrogant then!"
Mo Cheng didn't say anything more and stood at the door waiting.
After a while, Xiao Ze came out of the auction house, holding a wooden box in his hand, which contained the Flaming Sun Technique.
A cold glint flashed in Mo Cheng's eyes when he saw him come out.
He didn't move, watching Xiao Ze leave.
Once Xiao Ze had walked far away, Mo Cheng led a few disciples to follow him.
Xiao Ze walked calmly down the street.
I had noticed the tail behind me long ago, but I didn't pay it any mind.
Several Grand Masters and one Spirit Master are not even a match for him to fight with one hand. Killing these trash would be effortless for him.
Xiao Ze turned into a small alley.
The alley is deep and has high walls on both sides, so few people usually pass by.
Mo Cheng saw Xiao Ze enter the alley and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.
"Follow them."
Several disciples quickened their pace and followed Xiao Ze into the alley.
At the end of the alley was a wall with no way out.
Xiao Ze stopped and turned around, looking at the group of people who had followed him. "Aren't you tired of following us for so long?"
Mo Cheng walked out from behind and looked at Xiao Ze with a cold smile on his face.
"You're quite alert, kid."
Xiao Ze looked at him without saying anything.
Mo Cheng's gaze fell on the wooden box in his hand, his greed undisguised.
"Hand over the cultivation technique, and I can give you a quick death."
"Otherwise what?"
"Otherwise, you'll die a horrible death, and I guarantee it will be a very gruesome one. How about it? Want to think it over?"
Several Yunlan Sect disciples surrounded Xiao Ze, trapping him in the alley.
"If you know what's good for you, hand over the technique."
"It's your good fortune that the steward has taken a liking to your possession. If you refuse to hand over the cultivation technique, then you'll have to leave your life here."
"Let me tell you, kid, don't be stubborn and end up regretting it."
Xiao Ze looked at them and shook his head.
"That's all."
The disciples were stunned for a moment.
"If you've finished talking, then get to work. I'm in a hurry, and I don't have time to waste chatting with you all and listening to your nonsense."
Mo Cheng's face darkened, and the killing intent in his eyes was almost overflowing.
"Go get him! Kill him! How dare he humiliate me like this, showing no respect whatsoever! He deserves to die, I'll take his life."
Several Yunlan Sect disciples rushed towards Xiao Ze at the same time.
The fighting spirit erupting from his body was quite powerful.
Three five-star Grand Dou Masters and two six-star Grand Dou Masters.
In some ordinary sects, this level of strength would be considered quite good.
Unfortunately, they encountered Xiao Ze.
The disciple at the front threw a punch at Xiao Ze, the force of which was fierce.
Xiao Ze turned sideways and slapped him on the chest.
"Bang."
The disciple was sent flying backward, crashed into the wall, and slid to the ground, where he remained motionless.
The other disciples' expressions changed, but it was too late to retreat.
Xiao Ze's figure moved through the alley, striking one enemy with a single palm strike.
In just a few breaths, all five Yunlan Sect disciples collapsed to the ground.
Not one of them could breathe.
The alley fell silent, the stench of blood filling the air.
Mo Cheng stood there, completely stunned. He stared wide-eyed at the disciple on the ground, then at Xiao Ze.
Five Grandmasters couldn't even withstand a single move from this young man.
One slap and he was dead cleanly and swiftly dead.
"you……"
Mo Cheng's voice trembled slightly, "Who exactly are you?"
"You're not worthy to know."
Mo Cheng's face darkened completely.
"How dare you kill an outer disciple of my Yunlan Sect! Do you know what the consequences will be?"
"Consequences? What consequences?"
Mo Cheng gritted his teeth and his internal fighting spirit suddenly erupted, unleashing the full power of a five-star Dou Ling, making the air in the alley heavy.
"I am a five-star Dou Ling. Do you think you can leave alive from my grasp?"
Xiao Ze looked at him calmly.
"A five-star Dou Ling, is that powerful?"
Mo Cheng's face immediately turned cold.
Xiao Ze thought the boy would be scared by revealing his strength, but his face remained expressionless, as if he had heard something insignificant.
That indifference made Mo Cheng feel a sense of humiliation he had never felt before: "A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, who doesn't care at all when he hears the name of a five-star Dou Ling."
"You're asking for it."
Mo Cheng roared and slapped Xiao Ze with his palm.
All the power of the Five-Star Battle Spirit was concentrated in this palm strike, carrying a terrifying force; this palm strike was enough to collapse a wall.
Xiao Ze watched as his palm drew closer and closer, without making any attempt to dodge.
A hint of joy flashed in Mo Cheng's eyes; the kid was terrified.
A palm struck Xiao Ze squarely, and Mo Cheng's smile froze on his face before it could fully open.
Xiao Ze stood motionless and unharmed.
Mo Cheng was stunned when he placed his palm on Xiao Ze's body.
How could that be?
His full-force palm strike was so powerful that even a Dou Ling of the same level wouldn't dare to take it head-on.
The boy took a blow from him and was unharmed.
"impossible……"
Mo Cheng's voice trembled, "This is impossible."
Xiao Ze looked down at his chest and then looked up at Mo Cheng.
"It's over."
Mo Cheng's face was deathly pale, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He wanted to retreat, but his legs were too weak to move.
The boy's strength far exceeded his expectations.
Mo Cheng gritted his teeth, his heart filled with regret.
Who exactly did he offend?