Chapter 63

Apologies?

Lu Yunkuang first cautiously glanced at Lin Nianluo. Seeing that Lin Nianluo had a look of "it's none of my business," he finally felt relieved. After feeling relieved, facing Jiang Wei, Lu Yunkuang once again resumed his arrogant and defiant demeanor: "Brother Jiang has just arrived in the Ghost Realm, so there might be some rules he doesn't quite understand yet!"

"Oh? What rules?" Jiang Wei pretended to be curious and asked.

Jiang Wei and Lu Yunkuang were, after all, fellow disciples. Although both wanted to beat each other up, they had to put on a show before doing so. Therefore, although the atmosphere was already tense, both sides still maintained a polite appearance.

"It seems Brother Jiang really doesn't understand the rules. Let me, your senior, teach you!" Lu Yunkuang said with a look of certainty, "In the Ghost Realm, the rules aren't decided by words, but by fists. If Brother Jiang wants me to apologize, just talking won't do. You'll have to use..."

Lu Yunkuang didn't continue, but the provocation was already clear.

"Use fists, right?" Jiang Wei also smiled.

"Exactly!" At this point, Lu Yunkuang suddenly changed his tone, "If Sister Lin asked me to apologize, I would definitely do so without hesitation, regardless of who was right or wrong. But now, it seems Brother Jiang wants me to apologize, right?" As he spoke, Lu Yunkuang once again looked at Lin Nianluo.

Lin Nianluo said expressionlessly, "Brother Lu, today I'm just here to watch. You two do as you please, and treat me as if I don't exist!"

"Alright!" With Lin Nianluo's personal assurance, Lu Yunkuang finally felt completely at ease.

If Lin Nianluo hadn't given in, Lu Yunkuang would have been a bit hesitant to take action against Jiang Wei. After all, Lin Nianluo, known as the "Demoness," wasn't called that for nothing. Even many Soul Condensation stage ghosts would be intimidated by her, let alone him, Lu Yunkuang.

Now, with Lin Nianluo's assurance, Lu Yunkuang faced Jiang Wei even more arrogantly: "Brother Jiang, do you still want me to apologize?"

"Of course!" Jiang Wei smiled, "Then, Brother Lu, I'll have to use my fists to make you apologize!"

"Please, Brother!" Lu Yunkuang didn't hide his contempt—what a joke, who is he, Lu Yunkuang? He is a ghost cultivator at the peak of the Spirit Meeting stage! Among the Spirit Meeting stage disciples of the Heavenly Wasteland Pavilion, he is definitely one of the top few, if not the best. How could he take a ghost with only twenty times soul concentration seriously?

Seeing Lu Yunkuang's contemptuous expression, Jiang Wei suddenly smiled, a smile full of mystery.

Suddenly, Jiang Wei moved!

Taking advantage of Lu Yunkuang's arrogance, Jiang Wei delivered an uppercut directly to his chin.

"Trying to sneak attack me!" Lu Yunkuang didn't expect that this Brother Jiang would attack without warning. He hurriedly tried to block, but he wasn't really concerned—after all, it was just a ghost with twenty times soul concentration. What was there to worry about?

But soon, Lu Yunkuang paid the price for his contempt.

Jiang Wei's punch was incredibly strange, like a snake, slipping through the gap between Lu Yunkuang's hands.

"Bang!"

Without a doubt, Jiang Wei's fist hit Lu Yunkuang's chin solidly.

"Huh?" When Lu Yunkuang realized he couldn't block the punch, he was somewhat surprised, but he didn't take it seriously. After all, in his view, there was a fivefold difference in soul concentration between him and Jiang Wei, like the difference between a child and a grown man. What could a grown man do if a child hit him by accident?

Thinking this, when the punch was about to hit, Lu Yunkuang not only wasn't panicked, but he even wanted to laugh—soon, you'll know what a real difference is!

But this "soon" never came, because—under Jiang Wei's punch, Lu Yunkuang was directly sent flying.

"Whoosh—" In the air, Lu Yunkuang drew a beautiful arc.

Jiang Wei's soul strength had already reached over sixty times. Compared to Lu Yunkuang's one hundred times, there was still a gap, but it wasn't huge. Moreover, Jiang Wei's punch perfectly contained his full strength, and with Lu Yunkuang's carelessness, he was naturally sent flying.

In the air, Lu Yunkuang's control over his body dropped significantly. Jiang Wei wouldn't miss such a good opportunity and immediately followed up with a series of attacks.

Ten hits!

Twenty hits!

Thirty hits!

...

Each of Jiang Wei's attacks kept Lu Yunkuang floating in the air, unable to fall. If it were another ghost, they wouldn't be able to control it as perfectly as Jiang Wei. But Jiang Wei had already reached the Insight stage, and each attack was precise, with no room for error, allowing him to keep Lu Yunkuang floating.

The other four disciples who came with Lu Yunkuang exchanged glances, all showing shock—how could this Brother Jiang be so fierce! Is his soul concentration really only twenty times? But despite their shock, the four disciples understood that if they didn't help, Lu Yunkuang would be beaten to death by the combo attacks!

Thinking this, the four disciples didn't hesitate and attacked Jiang Wei together.

"Stop!"

Although these four disciples were slightly weaker than Lu Yunkuang, their soul strength was still around seventy to eighty times, making them absolute elite forces in Fang Siqi's faction. When the four ghosts attacked together, they couldn't be underestimated.

However, as soon as the four ghosts attacked, Jiang Wei had already seen their weaknesses.

But seeing the weaknesses was one thing, and being able to exploit them to defeat the enemies was another. Although Jiang Wei clearly saw the weaknesses of the four ghosts, he also knew that with his current strength, he wasn't enough to fight them.

"Retreat!" Helpless, Jiang Wei had to give up the attack and retreat, "I'm fighting bare-handed. If I had weapons, even against five, I wouldn't be afraid!"

Without weapons, Jiang Wei's attacks were weak. Lu Yunkuang and the other four ghosts could easily withstand Jiang Wei's attacks and surround him. But if both sides had weapons, it would be a different story—no ghost would dare to withstand the attack of a spear, right?

"Bang!"

As soon as Jiang Wei stopped, Lu Yunkuang fell to the ground.

"Brother Lu, are you okay?"

"Brother Lu, how are you?"

The other four disciples quickly gathered around.

"Hmph!" Lu Yunkuang angrily pushed away the four disciples. He never thought that he would be beaten so helplessly by a ghost with only twenty times soul concentration.

"Brother Lu!" Jiang Wei looked down at the fallen Lu Yunkuang and mocked, "Did you hear what my fists said?"

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