Chapter 5

Song Moran looked at Song Li with a slightly surprised gaze. After all, although Song Li had always been bold, he still had some fear of this young prince. Song Moran's father was the tyrannical Seventh Prince, whose reputation was so fearsome that even the emperor had to give him three points of respect, let alone a timid and cautious county prince.

"You seem to have grown bolder," Song Moran said with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"My courage has never been small," Song Li stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze unwavering, staring coldly at Song Moran.

"Damn it, who attacked me just now? Step forward!" Cheng Zhengxiang, after catching his breath, scrambled to his feet and stormed over, his eyes directly passing over Pang Da and Song Li, and fixed on Zhang Qi and Chen Yuan. "Was it you two? Despicable scum, I'll crush you into meat paste!"

Pang Da was also puzzled by Cheng Zhengxiang's sudden backward flight. Although he knew that Zhang Qi and Chen Yuan were very good at fighting, he didn't know just how good. After all, he was only at the second level of the entry stage, and in his eyes, even the first level of body cultivation was considered a master. Since Cheng Zhengxiang suspected that Zhang Qi and Chen Yuan were responsible, Pang Da naturally assumed it was them, as he couldn't imagine that the wimp who was at the same level as him just a day ago had suddenly become a master.

"Zhang Qi, Chen Yuan, since Young Master Cheng has specifically challenged you, go ahead. Don't worry, beat them up hard, and I'll take full responsibility for the consequences!" Since he could kick Cheng Zhengxiang away with one foot, Pang Da was extremely confident in the experts he had brought.

Zhang Qi and Chen Yuan were also confused. They clearly didn't do it, and they didn't know who did, but everyone thought it was them. They wanted to argue but didn't know how to start. However, these two boys were troublemakers, so when Pang Da said this, they both stepped forward, ready to fight Cheng Zhengxiang.

"What are you two, ants, to dare challenge me?" Cheng Zhengxiang sneered, then called out two of his attendants. "You two, go up and break these despicable dogs' bones!"

The two attendants responded and stepped forward. Pang Da knew that in the Holy Lion Empire, the hierarchy was strict. Zhang Qi and Chen Yuan were just the sons of his family's guards, while Cheng Zhengxiang was the son of the prestigious Nine Gates Inspector. Even if he hated these two attackers, he wouldn't personally get involved. However, beating up Cheng Zhengxiang's lackeys would still be satisfying.

At the indication of their masters, the four attendants climbed onto the center of the training ground. The surrounding tourists, seeing the excitement, rushed over, surrounding the platform so tightly that no one could get through.

Although Zhang Qi and Chen Yuan were skilled, they were only teenagers. Cheng Zhengxiang's attendants were older and at a higher cultivation level. For cultivators, a higher level meant a significant difference in strength. Therefore, Zhang Qi and Chen Yuan were mostly on the receiving end of the beating. After just a few exchanges, they were already bruised and swollen.

"Beat them, beat them hard! I'll give you a hundred gold coins each!" Cheng Zhengxiang, who had lost face from being kicked, hated Zhang Qi and Chen Yuan and cheered for his attendants from below the platform.

With such a generous reward, the two attendants were like they had been injected with adrenaline. With so many people watching, they increased their strength and showed off their skills. Zhang Qi and Chen Yuan were kicked around like rag dolls, groaning in pain.

Pang Da covered his eyes, unable to watch any longer. He hadn't expected the experts he had brought to be so easily beaten. The key was that he had chosen this place, and with so many eyes watching, how could the Justice Alliance show their face in the future?

"Ha... with such skills, you dare to challenge the platform?"

"Opposing us is just overestimating yourselves!"

"The Justice Alliance is just a punching bag, for us to practice on."

"Look at that guy, rolling on the ground, what a cool pose!"

"..."

Seeing Zhang Qi and Chen Yuan being beaten so badly, the group of young nobles, led by Cheng Zhengxiang and Xiao Lewei, laughed arrogantly, pointing and mocking Song Li and Pang Da.

"Enough!" Song Li roared, startling the group of laughing young nobles. His voice was so powerful that even Song Moran was slightly taken aback. He looked at Song Li with interest, wondering how this weak cultivator could produce such a powerful roar.

After Cheng Zhengxiang recovered, he was very angry with himself. How could he be scared by this wimp? This was absolutely unforgivable. Cheng Zhengxiang was very angry, and the consequences were severe. He waved to the two attendants on the platform, signaling them to stop, then walked to Song Li, looking at him coldly.

Song Li had Pang Da help Zhang Qi and Chen Yuan off the platform. Their faces were bruised and swollen, but they didn't have any serious internal injuries. The two attendants had aimed at their faces to embarrass the Justice Alliance.

Song Li glanced at Cheng Zhengxiang, then turned and climbed onto the platform.

"Wow, looks like you didn't get enough yesterday, and you want to taste my fists again today," Cheng Zhengxiang's eyes sparkled with excitement. He had no guard against Song Li, his defeated opponent, and was eager to break his bones again.

"Young Master Cheng, your attendants have already shown their might. This time, it's my turn, right?" Xiao Lewei, seeing Song Li on the platform, didn't want to miss this opportunity. Looking at the crowd, there were at least a thousand people, and among them were many beautiful girls. If he could beat the son of a county prince in front of so many people, how glorious would that be? Such a good opportunity, who would want to miss it?

"No, no, I haven't let out my anger yet, let me do it," Cheng Zhengxiang naturally didn't want to give up this chance.

"No, I don't like Song Li, and I can't hold back my anger. Let me do it."

"No, let me do it..."

"Let me do it..."

The two young nobles argued over who should go up, neither willing to give in.

"No need to argue, you can both go up," Song Li's cold voice echoed.

"Ah!!" Pang Da was stunned. It was already surprising enough that the boss dared to go up, but before he could react, the boss said he would fight both of them. Although the boss sounded a bit intimidating, it would only end in a worse defeat.

"Ah!" Pang Da sighed inwardly, not knowing what to say. He wondered if the boss had lost his mind, as if he thought one person's punches weren't enough and wanted to break more bones.

Cheng Zhengxiang and Xiao Lewei exchanged a surprised look, then saw a mocking smile in each other's eyes. They were very satisfied with Song Li's suggestion. It was better to share the fun, and beating one person together was more satisfying than doing it alone, wasn't it?

Moreover, this was Song Li's own doing, and no one could say anything. Such a good opportunity was hard to come by.

Unlike Song Li, who climbed up slowly, Cheng Zhengxiang and Xiao Lewei showed off their skills, leaping onto the platform with a graceful pose, drawing cheers from the crowd. In their eyes, these two young masters were much more skilled than the previous one, and their flying poses were so elegant!

"The son of the Nine Gates Inspector and the son of Duke Lewei fighting the son of a county prince, this is a big scene!" The group of young nobles were well-known in the capital and often traveled together, so they had a high profile. Many people recognized them, and when someone called out their identities, it caused a stir.

"Who do you think will win?"

"Of course, the son of the Nine Gates Inspector and the son of Duke Lewei will win!"

"The son of a county prince is a cultivation wimp, haven't you heard?"

"Ah, this isn't a fight, it's just a beating."

"He can't even beat one person, let alone two. Is he crazy?"

"Who in their right mind would make such a request?"

"..."

Song Li heard all the comments from the crowd, watching Cheng Zhengxiang and Xiao Lewei show off their skills without any expression, as if he saw two moths flying into the fire, still showing off even at the brink of death.

After climbing onto the platform, Cheng Zhengxiang and Xiao Lewei immediately pounced on Song Li, afraid that the other would steal the spotlight. Because they were too dismissive of Song Li, they didn't hold back at all. One aimed at Song Li's left chest, the other at his right chest, both targeting his ribs. They liked the sound of ribs breaking, especially Song Li's.

Pang Da covered his eyes again, unable to watch any longer, knowing that the boss would definitely be beaten up badly...

The audience held their breath, waiting for the emotional release after the fists hit the flesh, and the cries of the injured would bring them to a climax...

Two crisp "bangs" sounded, and the two men, who had been charging forward, suddenly changed direction in mid-air, flying backward even faster. Before the crowd could react, they had already crashed into the railing at the edge of the platform!

To prevent unnecessary injuries, the railing was made of thick rubber ropes with great elasticity. After hitting the railing, Cheng Zhengxiang and Xiao Lewei were quickly bounced back, like angry birds, flying back toward Song Li!

"Ah, ah," because everything happened so fast, it was only now that Cheng Zhengxiang and Xiao Lewei reacted, letting out two cries of pain. They both felt as if they had been hit by dozens of oxen, their internal organs shifting, and they almost fainted from the lack of breath. It wasn't until they were bounced back by the rubber ropes that they could breathe again, letting out a cry of pain!

But this was just the beginning. After being bounced back, Song Li kicked them again with his legs, sending them flying back even faster. They hit the railing again and were bounced back even faster. Song Li, who had been a forward in the university football team, had excellent footwork. In this world, his current cultivation level of the sixth layer of body cultivation gave him 32 oxen of strength. These two men were lighter than footballs under his feet, and he kicked them with ease and pleasure!