768: Chapter 742: Strong Counterattack 768: Chapter 742: Strong Counterattack Hearing Tangyu’s words, Dong Zinian’s face became even more sinister and grim.
Without waiting for Dong Zinian to speak, Tangyu quickly continued, “Who do you think you are?
Do you think you’re the Almighty or King Yan?
What a grand facade, coming here to judge my crimes.
Are you a judge or something?
Just because you’re strong you think you’re incredible?
Being an Inner Sect Disciple is so precious, right?
But did I ever provoke you?
Using your pathetic identity and strength to oppress me?
So high and mighty, huh?
All I want to say to you is: I bought you a freaking watch last year.”
You don’t understand?”
“Okay, let’s simplify it, make it clearer.
Who is right and who is wrong in this matter is clear to anyone with eyesight.
When I first arrived at the Outer Sect, that Dong Ziqi acted all high and mighty, looking for trouble with me, wanting to step on me.
Then, he kept picking fights, looking for opportunities to teach me a lesson.
Later on, he really did get someone to teach me a lesson, only to be beat down since he was inferior in skill.
For such actions, doesn’t he deserve the words ‘serves him right’?”
“And later on, just now, he actually brought an expert to try and kill me?
Hmph, over and over again he provokes me; even a clay Buddha has a temper, did he really think I’m so easy to bully?
No matter who it is, if you want to kill me, you’ll have to see if you’ve got the strength.
If you can’t kill me, then get ready to face my endless fury.
If it weren’t for him having a powerful older brother, do you think he’d still be alive?
I’ve already given you a lot of face, you’re not even grateful, and now you’re coming to my doorstep looking for trouble, huh?”
Tangyu’s scolding was earth-shatteringly impressive, every word sharp and forceful, demanding respect from anyone who heard.
Such a high level of cursing, he truly was a talent.
However, a fact was laid out: Tangyu was indeed on the just side.
How many in the Outer Sect didn’t know what kind of person Dong Ziqi is?
Dong Ziqi’s notoriety had long been clear to all in the Outer Sect.
Even without Tangyu’s words, people could understand what was going on.
But no matter the reason, the Ancient Martial World does not care much for explanations.
Fists are the law, strength is the truth that speaks.
After Tangyu’s tirade, people couldn’t help but admire him; he exuded overwhelming authority.
In their hearts, they deeply etched the name Tangyu.
This kind of person, if not mad, then must have some strong trump card, at least one to counter Dong Zinian.
Otherwise, provoking Dong Zinian like that would undoubtedly lead to a bitter end.
Let’s not talk about a road to death; it was definitely not far from there.
“So domineering, I’m impressed, seriously impressed.
Just for this showoff moment, if he died, it’d be worth it, right?”
“Idol, if he doesn’t suffer a loss at Dong Zinian’s hands this time, I’m ready to worship him as the boss.”
“Who is this guy, really?
How can he be so freaking cool?”
Liang Youshan also watched Tangyu with a bit of shock—this, this was just too cool, right?
But—is it really necessary to burn bridges , truly at the point of no return?
However, thinking that Qian Shanxue might be Tangyu’s girlfriend, Liang Youshan felt relieved.
As long as Qian Shanxue steps in, Dong Zinian really couldn’t stir up any trouble, he could suppress it with a simple gesture.
Liang Youshan felt more than ever that following Tangyu was full of prospects, very wise indeed.
He wanted to give himself thirty-two thumbs up.
“You’re seeking death—” Liang Youshan, too, was furious beyond containment, rage mingled with embarrassment.
He, a prestigious Inner Sect Disciple, was being berated by an Outer Sect Disciple—this was an extreme disgrace.
If he didn’t kill Tangyu to establish his authority, how could he hold his head up in the Inner Sect?
A man’s dignity is sometimes more important than his life.
Tangyu was not the least bit intimidated, “Oh?
You dare to lay hands on me and kill me here?
Even as an Inner Sect Disciple, you cannot escape the punishment of Myriad Saints Valley.”
The rules of Myriad Saints Valley are quite strict, applying not just to Outer Sect Disciples but also to Inner Sect Disciples equally.
Whether Inner Sect or Outer Sect, no one was allowed to commit fratricide.
Sparring was permitted, but never to the point of killing, lest they face Sect punishment.
Without such rules, if Inner Sect Disciples could just kill Outer Sect Disciples at will, who would dare to come to Myriad Saints Valley for cultivation?
The reason why disciples of Myriad Saints Valley could top the Ancient Martial World was the safety, fairness, and opportunities here, making it a Holy Land for Ancient Martial Artists.
If even this atmosphere couldn’t be ensured, then it could no longer be called a Holy Land for Ancient Martial Artists’ cultivation.
Dong Zinian’s face contorted with ugliness, killing Tangyu in the Outer Sect was indeed something he dared not do.
He couldn’t bear the Sect’s punishment.
To risk his own life to kill an Outer Sect Disciple—only a fool would do such a thing.
“Hmph—I may not kill you, but can’t I exact several times the punishment for your actions towards my brother?” Dong Zinian said coldly.
Tangyu sneered back, “Afraid—you don’t have the strength for it.”
The crowd burst into an uproar.
Such arrogance, absolutely staggering, even making people feel it was somewhat nonsensical.
That was an Inner Sect Disciple, an absolute expert and strong warrior.
Having entered the Inner Gate early on, no one could clearly say what profound level his cultivation had reached by now.
But one thing was certain, he definitely wouldn’t be weak.
Merely a newcomer who had joined the Outer Sect just over half a month ago.
No matter how strong he was, how strong could he be?
Under normal circumstances, at most he would be at the Second Layer of the Innate Realm.
With such strength, to be brutally honest, in front of Dong Zinian, it was laughably weak—completely like an egg striking a stone, with no semblance of comparability.
Yet, it was this very disparity right before everyone’s eyes that made Tangyu’s domineering arrogance even more pronounced.
Dong Zinian also exploded with rage, “Madman, meet your demise!”
With a cold shout, Dong Zinian’s large hand pressured down on Tangyu, as if an eagle swooping down on a chick, intent on seizing him directly.
When a master of the Earthly Realm made a move, the heavens and the earth seemed to change color, and the momentum was terrifying.
Tangyu’s gaze also turned icy cold; he had never encountered such a formidable opponent before.
Truly immensely powerful, it even made Tangyu feel like he was being assaulted by a monstrous wave.
This sensation made Tangyu extremely uncomfortable, like a tiny boat in a raging sea, at risk of being overturned and devoured by giant waves at any moment.
If it came to a true test of strength, Tangyu was fully aware that he was no match for Dong Zinian.
“It’s do or die.” Tangyu gritted his teeth, a Middle-Rank Talisman Treasure ready in hand.
Low-Rank Talismans could only contend with those in the Innate Realm, Middle-Rank Talismans could handle some weaker individuals of the Earthly Realm, and as for High-Rank Talismans, they could definitely take on masters within the Earthly Realm.
Tangyu only had six High-Rank Talismans.
Naturally, he couldn’t easily use them unless it was truly necessary.
He believed that one Middle-Rank Talisman should be sufficient for the task at hand.
Hu Yaomei suddenly rushed out, shielding Tangyu, “Dong Zinian, do you really intend to bully an Outer Sect Disciple, disregarding your own status?”
Seeing Hu Yaomei step in to intercept, Dong Zinian grew even more furious, yelling, “Get out of the way!” He sent out a soft yet forceful blast that pushed Hu Yaomei aside.
With merely the strength of the Seventh Level of the Innate Realm, Hu Yaomei could not withstand Dong Zinian and was flung to the side.
Undeterred, Dong Zinian moved swiftly towards Tangyu intending to grab him easily, without employing much technique—intent on capturing Tangyu first before dealing with him to his satisfaction.
It was precisely because of Dong Zinian’s carelessness that Tangyu saw his opportunity.
A glint of cold light passed through Tangyu’s eyes, daring to look down on him; now he would let his assailant know he wasn’t someone to be trifled with.
A Thunderclap Talisman appeared in Tangyu’s hand, and as Dong Zinian approached, Tangyu flung the talisman out.
Instantly, an enormous Thunderclap Fireball erupted from the talisman and smashed towards Dong Zinian’s palm, an attack as fierce as planetary collision.
At the same time, a thin sword appeared in Tangyu’s hand, its power surging to the extreme as he unleashed the Yin Yang Sword Technique, the blade thrusting towards Dong Zinian.
The twin attacks, one after the other, were incredibly violent.
This sudden and fierce onslaught made Dong Ziqi sense a whiff of danger, causing his brows to furrow tightly.
It was now too late to retract his hand to defend; the fireball had already reached him.
However, being a master of the Earthly Realm, Dong Zinian could remain calm in the face of danger, and he cast forth his Spiritual Power with a wave-like force as though a mighty tidal wave roared towards him.
The Thunderclap Fireball exploded, and a Middle-Rank Talisman had a naturally shocking power.
Moreover, it was thrown unexpectedly while Dong Zinian was completely unguarded, which made it even more effective.
After the explosion, Dong Zinian let out a cry and swiftly retreated.
At the same time, Tangyu’s sword continued its fierce advance.
The blade struck precisely on Dong Zinian’s palm.
Dong Zinian appeared utterly disheveled and his expression was unbearably ugly.
Having been stabbed by Tangyu, he erupted in fury, roaring as a tremendous and terrifying power burst forth.
The force of the blast instantly caused Tangyu to be sent flying backward.
Fortunately, Tangyu was prepared, and although somewhat uncomfortable, he was not injured.
His mouth was slightly split open, causing a faint pain.
“A master of the Earthly Realm is really formidable, this was only enough to inflict a minor injury on him.
Such a pity that a Middle-Rank Talisman was wasted.
To kill Dong Zinian with a Middle-Rank Talisman is not realistic, it seems only a High-Rank Talisman would stand a chance,” Tangyu shook his head, having hoped to use this opportunity to severely injure Dong Zinian in one fell swoop.
Regrettably, he had underestimated Dong Zinian’s strength; it was simply not doable.
After retreating several steps, Dong Zinian finally stabilized his stance.
Where was his earlier triumph and arrogance now?
He was a complete mess.
Both his arms were burned black, and his palms were bleeding profusely.
Even though these were just minor superficial wounds, for Dong Zinian, they undoubtedly represented the greatest shame of his life.
He, a person of the Earthly Realm, had been injured by someone of the Innate Realm?
Should this news get out, Dong Zinian feared he might immediately become the laughingstock among the Inner Sect Disciples.