Chapter 3

Update Time: 2013-02-18

Xiong Tong, in his thirties, was not tall but extremely robust, his muscles bulging and his skin a metallic bronze. His gaze, now cold, fell upon Mo Yu, "Daring to injure someone in my Physical Cultivation School, you're asking for death!"

Mo Liang's face changed. When Dong Lin attacked, Xiong Tong remained hidden, but now that Dong Lin was injured, he acted directly. Mo Liang was not foolish; he could see through the situation. His heart sank heavily as he hurriedly said, "Instructor, my brother fought Dong Lin to save me. He struck first, and my brother had to defend himself. The fault is not on our side!"

"Hmph! I don't care about right or wrong, but your brother dared to severely injure my student in the school. If I don't keep him, how will I have the face to run the school in Siji City?"

"He crippled my hand, he ruined me! Instructor, help me kill him, I want to kill him!" Dong Lin roared fiercely, his eyes fixed on Mo Yu, filled with hatred.

Mo Yu's entire arm ached, and he took a few steps back, breathing heavily. His gaze, cold, met Xiong Tong's, "As the school's instructor, why didn't you intervene when Dong Lin was being aggressive?"

"Hmph! What right do you have to question my actions? Today, you will stay here!" Dong Lin's arm was crippled, and if he didn't capture the culprit, how could he face his brother Dong Li! Thinking of this, a fierce light flashed in Xiong Tong's eyes. He stepped forward, and the ground tiles shattered. The powerful force spread, causing numerous cracks in the surrounding tiles. His figure lunged forward, directly targeting Mo Yu. His speed was astonishing, far surpassing Dong Lin's. Mo Yu was startled; he only managed to raise his hand slightly before feeling a numbness on one side of his body. His body was thrown back, breaking a tree as thick as a bowl, and he rolled on the ground for a considerable distance before stopping. A sweet taste filled his mouth, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling needle-like pain all over his body, especially in his injured arm, which had almost lost all sensation.

Xiong Tong had reached the third stage of Physical Cultivation, capable of resisting a thousand pounds of force, and had cultivated a low-level physical technique, allowing him to burst with even greater strength. Mo Yu naturally could not match him.

"Being able to withstand one punch from this instructor without serious injury, you do have some skill. However, I want to see how long you can hold out!" With a cold laugh, Xiong Tong took a large step forward and kicked out!

Mo Yu gritted his teeth and used his other hand to barely protect his vital areas. It felt like being hit by a charging wild bull, and his body was thrown back again. He even heard the "creak" of his bones. With a loud "thud," his back hit a solid stone wall, making it tremble. His chest felt stifled, his vision went black, and blood flowed from his nose and mouth. However, none of his bones were broken.

Xiong Tong's face darkened. He had kicked with almost full force, intending to shatter dozens of Mo Yu's bones and cripple him, but he failed to truly injure him! A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he took a large step forward, his footsteps causing the ground tiles to shatter, his aura terrifying. Clearly, he was truly angry! He approached Mo Yu and was about to stamp down with his foot! Mo Yu would surely not be able to withstand this kick.

At this moment, Mo Liang suddenly rushed towards Xiong Tong, growling, "Don't hurt my brother!"

Xiong Tong coldly waved his hand, and Mo Liang was thrown back at a speed faster than when he came. He let out a惨叫, and the sound of his bones breaking echoed. His body instantly shattered numerous bones, and he rolled on the ground a few times before lying still, blood flowing from his body, quickly wetting the ground.

Seeing the blood under Mo Liang, Mo Yu's eyes suddenly turned red, and the veins on his neck bulged. His blood seemed to boil and flow wildly in his veins! At this moment, the pain in his body suddenly lessened, and his eyes focused only on Xiong Tong's figure, with a burning rage in his chest, as if it would burst! He let out a wild roar, flipped over, and punched forward. At this moment, he did not notice that the speed and strength of this punch had nearly doubled!

Xiong Tong's face changed drastically. Caught off guard, he had no time to defend and was hit in the chest. The dull sound was like a drumbeat, and Xiong Tong was forced back, the bones in his chest cracking.

After one punch, the feeling of his body bursting suddenly lessened. Without thinking, Mo Yu lowered his upper body like a hunting wolf, exerted force with his feet, and lunged forward, not giving Xiong Tong any chance to catch his breath. Another punch aimed at his chest.

Xiong Tong's face turned green, and he panted heavily. Mo Yu's punch had injured his internal organs, and he couldn't catch his breath, feeling weak and his strength greatly reduced. He barely managed to block this punch, but was forced back again, his defenses wide open. He quickly assumed a defensive stance, but Mo Yu was faster! As Xiong Tong's arm moved, a fist had already smashed into his chin, several teeth mixed with blood flying out. His entire body was lifted off the ground, his jawbone deformed. Mo Yu growled and stomped the ground, leaping high, and pressed his knee on Xiong Tong's chest, slamming him to the ground!

Like a boulder landing, the entire courtyard trembled from this fierce impact. Xiong Tong's chest was clearly indented, his eyes wide open, the blood vessels in his eyes rapidly filling with blood, his face twisted.

Mo Yu did not stop. He roared like a madman, punching continuously, blood splattering on his face, gradually staining his bare upper body red. The surrounding students looked on in horror, stepping back as if seeing a demon, and some of the timid girls fainted.

Dong Lin's face was ashen, his legs trembling. He fell to the ground, his broken arm causing immense pain, but he dared not make a sound.

"Thud!" "Thud!" The dull sounds continued. As the feeling of bursting in his body gradually disappeared, the rage in Mo Yu's chest seemed to be vented, and he felt a wave of weakness. He slowly stopped, Xiong Tong's upper body bloodied and mangled, already dead. Mo Yu's gaze swept over, his face expressionless, and he walked to Mo Liang's side, picked him up, and walked out. His body covered in blood, he looked like a demon returned from hell, exuding a fierce and ruthless aura, scaring the students into retreating, not daring to stop him. They watched as Mo Yu pushed through the crowd, his figure quickly disappearing through the door.

After a while, someone screamed, "He killed the instructor!"

"Dong Lin's arm is broken!"

"Quickly inform Lord Xiong and Lord Dong Li!"

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For a moment, the entire school was in chaos.

Dong Lin finally came to his senses, his gaze filled with deep hatred as he looked in the direction Mo Yu had left, but in that hatred, there was an unhidden fear.

He was afraid!

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Mo Yu ran down the long street, extremely weak but supported by his willpower, not collapsing. Looking down at Mo Liang's pale face and the blood from his nose and mouth, his heart ached, "Mo Liang, hold on, you will be fine!"

His body was covered in blood, and with each step, a few drops of blood fell to the ground. Passersby screamed and retreated, avoiding any trouble. Seeing the clinic in the distance, Mo Yu's speed increased, and he directly pushed past a few people at the entrance, shouting, "Doctor! Doctor! Save him quickly!"

A few patients in the clinic were scared away, and the old man in a green robe, who was seeing patients, turned pale but did not dare to delay, standing up and saying, "Quickly follow me and put the injured person on the bed in the back for treatment!"

Mo Yu hurriedly followed him, entering the back and carefully placing Mo Liang down, "Doctor, no matter what, you must save him!"

"Alright! Alright! I will do my best, don't worry, let me examine his injuries first." The old man in the green robe quickly agreed, feeling Mo Liang's body and quickly diagnosing his pulse. His face grew increasingly grim, "Thirteen bones are broken, four ribs have pierced the lungs causing massive bleeding. Immediate treatment is necessary, or he may not survive. You wait outside, don't delay my treatment, but you should be mentally prepared..."

Mo Yu's head "buzzed," and he could no longer hear the rest. He didn't know how he walked outside, and when he came to his senses, he felt on the verge of collapse. His lungs felt like they were on fire, and he felt sharp pain all over his body. The sticky blood gradually clotted, making him feel extremely uncomfortable. He took a deep breath, looked back at the clinic, and forced down his anxiety, closing his eyes and slowing his breathing. This was a breathing technique he had practiced many times, which could help his body recover faster.

Breaking Dong Lin's arm and killing the Physical Cultivation School's instructor, these two were not ordinary people, and the matter would not end here. Now the doctor was treating Mo Liang, and he must not be disturbed, or he would surely die. So he needed to recover as much strength as possible before the trouble came.

Even if he died, he would try to delay as much as possible.

Mo Yu's breathing gradually became slow and steady, but he was ready to fight to the death.

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In the main hall of the Xiong family, Xiong Lao Ye sat in the main seat, his body tall and his hair as white as snow, like an old lion still exuding power. His face was stern, and he did not speak, creating an invisible pressure that made the Xiong family members below feel intimidated, all lowering their heads and holding their breath.

In the main hall, Xiong Tong's bloodied and mangled body lay, the white cloth covering it already stained red.

"Xiong Tong is dead, in Siji City, in the Xiong family Physical Cultivation School, killed by a laborer, a worthless scoundrel." Xiong Lao Ye spoke slowly, his voice low, but everyone could sense the cold and ruthless tone.

"Father! Please let me take people to kill him and avenge my dead Tong!" Xiong Jia's eyes were red with hatred.

"Wrong!" Xiong Lao Ye suddenly roared, "Can the life of my Xiong family's direct-line eldest grandson be repaid by his worthless life? Not only must Mo Yu and Mo Liang die, but all those close to them must disappear from Siji City forever! Only then can we show everyone that anyone who dares to touch the Xiong family will pay a price they cannot bear! Xiong Feng, you and Xiong Zhan go together, take the Xiong family guards, kill the brothers first, then remove each of those close to them. Today, the Xiong family's anger will dye the entire Siji City red!"

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[Chapter 3, today's update is complete. Tomorrow, we will start the new book ranking, hoping for your support!]

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