Chapter 99

"Who cares if I bully people? If you have the guts, come and fight me for three hundred rounds! Come on, come on, draw your sword already!"

Ao Long rolled up his sleeves, looking every bit the street thug. He glanced sideways at Zhou Xinghe with an extremely arrogant expression, not taking him seriously at all. Zhou Xinghe was not his match before, and now, Zhou Xinghe would be even less of a match for him.

"You!"

Zhou Xinghe's eyes burned with intense anger. He wished he could tear Ao Long to pieces. Even though he knew he was no match for Ao Long, he couldn't hold back any longer. After all, inner disciples were forbidden to kill each other, so he wouldn't be in mortal danger.

Moreover, with so many inner and outer disciples watching, if Zhou Xinghe backed down without even making a move, he would lose all his credibility in the Sky-Cleaving Sword Sect. It wasn't a problem to not be a match, but to lack the courage to fight would be too shameful.

"This is your own doing. I want to see how strong you've become now!"

With a loud sword cry, Zhou Xinghe took out a low-grade sword. Against Ling Dao, using a sword finger was enough, but against Ao Long, using a sword finger would be suicide. Even with a low-grade sword, he had little confidence.

"Sky-Cleaving Strike!"

Zhou Xinghe's low-grade sword was the Star Sword, with stars carved on its blade, shining brightly. Using the Star Sword to perform the Sky-Cleaving Strike was much stronger than before, as if it could split the space in two.

Especially the stars carved on the Star Sword emitted a blinding light. This light was extremely dazzling and was an additional effect of the Star Sword, which could interfere with the opponent's vision, not just for decoration.

"Overestimating yourself!"

Ao Long snorted coldly, then suddenly drew his long sword and attacked Zhou Xinghe. Even Ling Dao didn't expect that Ao Long would not even draw his sword to deal with Zhou Xinghe. Ao Long's sword was still in its scabbard as he planned to defeat Zhou Xinghe like this.

If he didn't have enough strength, he wouldn't dare to do this. Zhou Xinghe saw Ao Long's actions and felt a surge of anger. Even if he was not as strong as Ao Long, he wasn't that weak. Did he not even have the qualifications to make Ao Long draw his sword?

"Clang!"

The Star Sword and Ao Long's scabbard rubbed against each other, emitting sparks. A huge force traveled through the Star Sword and impacted Zhou Xinghe's body. At the Sky-Cleaving Realm, martial artists could release true qi externally, which was far beyond the True Qi Realm.

"Spit!"

Zhou Xinghe felt a violent shaking in his internal organs, followed by a mouthful of blood spewing out, his face instantly turning deathly pale. In just one exchange, and without Ao Long even drawing his sword, Zhou Xinghe was defeated.

"You refused to apologize when I asked you to. This is your own doing!"

Ao Long used both hands to strike, the scabbard smashing into Zhou Xinghe's body, sending him flying. Over a year ago, the gap between them was limited, but now, the gap was too large for Zhou Xinghe to accept.

Ao Long didn't even draw his sword or use any sword techniques, just a casual strike, and he defeated Zhou Xinghe. Even the others in the training ground were stunned, unable to accept it.

They originally thought that Ao Long and Zhou Xinghe would have a spectacular battle. But now, in just a moment, the outcome was decided. Ao Long stood well in the arena, while Zhou Xinghe lay on the ground, coughing up blood continuously.

"How can this be? The gap is so large? Impossible, impossible!"

Zhou Xinghe thought he would fight Ao Long and admit defeat when he was about to lose. But now, before he could admit defeat, he was completely defeated. Ao Long's casual strike shattered all of Zhou Xinghe's confidence.

Before Zhou Xinghe could recover from the shock, he felt a heavy weight press down on him, making his vision go black. The disciples in the arena were also stunned. Ao Long actually sat on Zhou Xinghe's body, using him as a stool.

"Zhou Xinghe, I don't care about your usual bullying, but bullying my brother is clearly not giving me face. Since you don't give me face, I don't have to give you face. You decide which finger to break first."

As the eldest inner disciple, Ao Long's actions shocked the entire training ground. Even Ling Dao didn't expect Ao Long to be so domineering. Even if Ling Dao went all out, he definitely wouldn't be a match for Ao Long.

"You! Spit!"

In public, Zhou Xinghe was humiliated by Ao Long, naturally filled with rage. Zhou Xinghe was full of anger but couldn't vent it, spitting blood in frustration. Especially since Ao Long was really going to break his ten fingers, which made him fear.

If his ten fingers were really broken, Zhou Xinghe's life would be ruined. Without ten fingers, he would never be able to practice swordsmanship again, and his future would be extremely miserable. Thinking of this, Zhou Xinghe had no choice but to yield.

"No! I apologize, I will compensate, I will do everything you say!"

Some people only learn their lesson when they see the coffin. Zhou Xinghe, now completely powerless, could only submit to Ao Long's tyranny. His face was already lost, so apologizing didn't matter.

"Brother, do you want to let this go, or break his ten fingers to vent your anger? Anyway, I never keep my word, so I can still break his fingers even after he apologizes!"

Ao Long's words made Zhou Xinghe spit out another mouthful of blood in frustration. Even Ling Dao rolled his eyes. The eldest inner disciple of the Sky-Cleaving Sword Sect was so extreme, not only peeping on female disciples but also openly saying he never kept his word.

"Let it go, that's enough!"

Ling Dao had another thought in his mind: when he had enough strength, he would take revenge personally. Zhou Xinghe was strong, but the gap between him and Ling Dao wasn't that large. Today's humiliation would be repaid a hundredfold in the future!

If Zhou Xinghe knew what Ling Dao was thinking, he would probably curse. You want to repay today's humiliation? What about me today? A great disgrace?