Chapter 87

The training ground instantly erupted into chaos.

This guy really knows how to shock people with his words!

"You piece of trash..."

Shame and anger made Shen Quan, who was already seething, even more furious. He had already been driven mad by Shen Lang's kick, and now, thinking about being the first to discipline Shen Lang in front of everyone, the other party said these three words!

And in front of that unknown beauty as well!

Just a piece of trash, it was clear that he had some powerful figures or families backing him, how capable could he be?

To actually say such things, did this trash mean that he didn't even have the qualifications to challenge him?

"You're asking for death!" A hint of killing intent appeared in Shen Quan's eyes, and he gripped the hilt of his sword tighter.

"Kill him, at least cripple him, the elders will probably be very happy too!"

However, at this moment, a powerful aura came from the opposite side. Shen Lang's eyes were like lightning, like a demon god, piercing through the heart, invincible! It forced Shen Quan to retreat step by step, causing the surrounding crowd to exclaim in shock!

This aura was not as powerful as that of the elders, it was not an aura emitted by cultivation, but a strange, indescribable will. However, it gave Shen Quan an extremely terrifying and oppressive feeling, far exceeding the feeling he got from the elders.

This overwhelming aura surged out from Shen Lang's body, the air around him suddenly parted and rolled back!

At this moment, Shen Lang released the will of the War Emperor for the first time!

The power of the nation, all in my hands, those who defy my imperial way, shall be killed without mercy!

At this moment, Shen Lang was the War Emperor, and the War Emperor was Shen Lang!

Their eyes met, and the previously murderous Shen Quan trembled all over, his hand holding the sword began to shake uncontrollably.

Shen Quan felt an urge to kneel and worship...

That gaze, cold to the bone, devoid of any human emotion, like a supreme emperor, made his whole body cold the moment it touched him, and the previous surging fighting spirit instantly vanished without a trace.

"Looks like you're not very smart." Shen Lang said, taking a step forward, walking towards Shen Quan.

His steps were very slow, as if he were strolling leisurely, but each step was perfectly natural, as if in harmony with some kind of rule, making the surrounding atmosphere even more vast and oppressive.

As he approached with each step, the aura that made Shen Quan tremble and sweat like rain increased, making Shen Quan's body shake even more violently.

The anger and killing intent had already dissipated in an instant, leaving only indescribable fear and panic!

He could feel that Shen Lang had done nothing, no cultivation techniques were running, no spiritual energy fluctuations at all...

But facing the aura emitted by Shen Lang, Shen Quan's heart fell to the bottom, a feeling of being unable to resist instantly spread throughout his body.

"Why... why is it like this? How can this tangible aura be emitted by this trash? How can such an aura appear on him..." Shen Quan roared in his heart.

Shen Lang was clearly only sixteen years old, but his composure and ease made people feel that he was a ruler of the world, as if he had endured countless years of vicissitudes...

He walked on the stage as if an ancient emperor walked through the world, making people involuntarily look up to his existence.

This was a very strange and seemingly impossible thing, but the people around all had such thoughts.

The powerful aura swept the entire field, making every member of the Shen family feel as if they had thorns in their backs. Some with lower cultivation began to sweat coldly, their faces turned green, and they began to tremble uncontrollably.

When they looked around in shock, they saw the expressions of the people around them and realized that others also had the same feeling!

"Get lost!" Shen Lang took another step.

The not-so-loud voice was like a heavy hammer, striking Shen Quan's heart hard.

Shen Quan panted heavily, sweating like rain, and stepped back step by step.

The confidence and glory of the Shen family's talented offspring, the fighting spirit and killing intent to defeat Shen Lang... all crumbled under Shen Lang's three steps.

"Bang!"

Shen Quan knelt on both knees, his head hanging low, the sword stuck in the ground, and he said in a hoarse voice, "I... I admit defeat..."

No one could understand how terrifying it was to face Shen Lang.

There was no more arrogance and sharpness in Shen Quan's eyes, only fear and despair.

If he faced others, even if he lost, he would still think about how to work hard to cultivate and eventually defeat the other party.

But facing Shen Lang, he didn't even see Shen Lang make a move, didn't even feel Shen Lang's cultivation, just this aura made him realize that the other party could kill him...

As easily as turning over his hand!

There was nothing more despairing than this, a trash who had been bullied by himself and others since childhood, had completely shattered his confidence in an instant, destroying his obsession and fantasies about martial arts.

This blow was more terrifying than being directly knocked off the stage, and more terrifying than being kicked down.

If he couldn't get out of this shadow in the future, couldn't find some way to relieve the pressure of this aura, he might never be able to take a few steps forward in martial arts for the rest of his life.

No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't imagine that facing Shen Lang, his supposed strength and pride were so fragile.

"Damn it! What are you doing, Shen Quan? Get up and defeat that trash!" Someone shouted.

The crowd boiled again, the contestants who hadn't experienced what Shen Quan had started to gather around the stage.

"Trash! Defeated before the battle even started!"

"Even afraid to draw your sword, Shen Quan, you're a disgrace to the Shen family!"

"Get down, don't get in the way, let us deal with him!"

"Shen Quan." A middle-aged man stood up from the crowd, his body trembling slightly.

He was Shen Quan's father, Shen Xiao. He really couldn't understand why it was like this. His son's cultivation, though not particularly outstanding, should have been able to rank in the top ten among the current generation of the Shen family with the help of the first-grade spirit weapon.

He should have been the pride of the family, should have become famous in one battle, then represent the Shen family in the martial arts competition held by the city lord, and finally be chosen by a major sect, bringing glory to the family...

Now, he hadn't even made a move and was forced to admit defeat by the aura!

And this person was Shen Lang, who had been called trash since childhood!

"Damn it, what happened to this kid? Why is he so powerful, why do the elders and the clan leader fear him so much?" Shen Xiao was burning with anger, his eyes twitching.

"Calm down, sit down, don't cause trouble!" Clan leader Shen Haoxuan transmitted a message.

Shen Xiao's body trembled, he coldly snorted and sat down again.

"Shen Lang wins this round. Anyone who wants to challenge him can come up now." The third elder announced the result, his frown deepening.

Shen Lang, to put it bluntly, was an outsider, and without a martial soul or a holy body, he was a real trash from any perspective.

Therefore, he had been mocked and bullied since childhood.

Even his parents suffered because of him, being squeezed out by the Shen family.

But just two days ago, he not only obtained the Black Iron Token of the Treasure Pavilion, but also made a series of moves to suppress the Shen family at the auction.

Now, many people wanted to see him make a fool of himself on the stage, but he had defeated Shen Quan without even making a move!

Just by relying on his aura!

"Looks like you have some skills. Since that's the case, I, Shen Fengxiao, will challenge you and fulfill the agreement from three days ago!"

Shen Fengxiao, who had walked to the bottom of the stage, his eyes flashed with a fierce look, and he was about to jump onto the stage.

"Wait!"

A hand reached out in front of Shen Fengxiao, and a young man with a slightly pale face but a robust build stopped him.

"Fengxiao, you should stay until the end. Although we usually fight to the death, today is special, we need to unite. This kid is strange, let me, Shen Fengkuang, test him first, and you all watch carefully! The Shen family can't afford to lose this, we must win him!"

When Shen Fengkuang said this, his voice was very low, only the few people gathered at the bottom of the stage could hear.

Shen Fengxiao and the others were stunned, not expecting this usually straightforward guy to have such a side.

They looked at each other and nodded secretly.

Today's battle was indeed extraordinary, and Shen Fengkuang was sacrificing himself.

He was at the fourth level of the Qi Martial Realm, wanting to fight Shen Lang first to let everyone see Shen Lang's strength, and even understand Shen Lang's various abilities through the fight.

Cultivation techniques, speed, weaknesses...

A person who could make such a choice at this time was worthy of respect!

Shen Lang on the stage looked down coldly without saying a word or making any move. In the strong wind, his long hair flew, standing on the stage like a supreme divine sword, piercing the sky.

Shen Fengkuang leaped into the air and landed on the platform.

"Xiao Lang, I know many people in the Shen family have wronged your family in the past, but what you're doing today is too much!"

Shen Fengkuang coldly snorted and said, "The injustice you suffered is not the fault of the Shen family. This is a world of martial arts, and in any place, the strong are respected! They bullied you, which was wrong, but no matter what, you are still a member of the Shen family, you should show some consideration, you shouldn't target the entire Shen family!"

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows and coldly snorted, "Talking so much nonsense, as if you're so righteous. Since you said the strong are respected, what's the point of saying such things? Here, I am the strong! If you're not happy, it's simple, defeat me!"

"You!" At this moment, Shen Fengkuang realized he had been caught in his own words and was speechless.

Shen Lang continued, "You said I shouldn't target the entire Shen family, right? Then I want to ask, among the old men sitting on that platform, is there one who didn't participate in forcing my father to step down? Is there one who didn't benefit from taking our family's resources?"

"Talking about me being a member of the Shen family? When did you ever acknowledge me as a member of the Shen family?" Shen Lang continued, "Shen Fengkuang, look clearly, when my father was seriously ill, the one who took our family's spirit fields was my father's own brother! At that time, did they think of my father as a member of the Shen family? Did they consider brotherly feelings? Now you talk about feelings, go to hell!"

The entire venue was silent.

Xue Dang, with tears in her eyes, wanted to stand up but was held back by Shui Qingwu. Shui Qingwu gently shook her head, pulled her down, and looked at Shen Lang with an increasingly strange gaze.

"Then... what do you want to do today?"

Shen Fengkuang himself felt that his voice lacked confidence.

"Very simple, defeat you all, let you see how bad you really are! Those who insult others will always be insulted, you have no right to call others trash!" Shen Lang said calmly.

Shen Fengkuang's aura immediately began to rise wildly, and he put on a pair of black, shiny gloves.

"Fine, let strength speak for itself. If you don't have the strength, everything you said just now is a joke! If you want to fight, let's fight to the fullest!" Shen Fengkuang said, stomping his right foot on the ground, his aura rising step by step, a crack spreading from his feet...

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