Martial Peak

Chapter 39

Su Mu’s gazed at Cheng Shao Feng with venomous eyes, without batting an eye, he spat out: “Cheng Shao Feng, if you don’t kill this young master today, then this young master will never let it go!”

“You are still so foul-mouthed!” The last remaining bit of guilt Cheng Shao Feng possessed was now overshadowed by his rage, as he ruthlessly slammed the stone downwards. This time, if the stone managed to land on his head, if Su Mu didn’t die, then at the very least he would be heavily injured.

“Young master Su!” Li Yun Tian and the others cried out helplessly as they lay on the ground clutching their heads, they resigned themselves to their fate of having the disciples from Storm House viciously kick their bodies,

A flash of amazement passed through Hu Mei Er’s eyes, her heart couldn’t help but throb continuously. It had only been a disagreement between junior disciples but a disciple bashing another's brain was different, she hadn’t imagined that things would escalate to this level. If Su Mu really died here, with his status, then Sky Tower Pavilion and Storm house would be at each other's throats in enmity.

Everyone’s thoughts were different, but they were all conjugated at the stone in Cheng Shao Feng’s hand.

As they watched the stone slowly approach Su Mu’s face, an extremely thin hand suddenly shot forward and blocked the stone’s path. That hand didn’t seem all that strong, it even looked thinner than average, and as the tip of the stone collided with that hand, it split the hand open and a stream of blood gushed out.

With the stone’s path obstructed by that hand, it ensured that Su Mu suffered no further harm from it.

With this near fatal strike stopped, the tense hearts of Li Yun Tian and the others immediately released a breathe of relief. Anxiously they lifted up their heads, as they wanted to see who it was that had managed to stop that stone at such a crucial moment. But when they saw that person’s face, their expressions turned into ones of shock and embarrassment.

“Senior Kai?” Li Yun Tian cried out, for out of all the possibilities, he would never have imagined that the saviour was in fact Kai Yang; the person they had previously planned to ambush and beat up. At that moment, Li Yun Tian was ashamed and unable to show his face.

The ruckus quickly settled down, the Storm House disciples stopped their kicking, and the victims, the Sky Tower disciples, took the opportunity to recover.

Standing to the side, Hu Mei Er’s small mouth was open, she was somewhat in shock as she stared at Kai Yang. She discovered that even though this thin figured young man’s hand was overflowing with blood, his brow hadn’t even crinkled nor had his expression changed from the pain. On the contrary, his face showed signs of excitement and anticipation, his pair of sparkling eyes held a savage glint.

suddenly felt that

Drip drip………..drip drip……...

down his fingers towards

on Kai Yang, coldly

blood throughout his body boil in excitement; itching to battle and caused him to be impatient as he tried to calm the surges

Shao Feng’s tone, while the other Storm House disciples smiled arrogantly, and went to slowly enclose and trap Li Yun Tian and the

grinned lazily, “You have already said I was a disciple of Sky Tower Pavilion, so how is this considered meddling? Even if that doesn’t

laughed: “Even Laozi, can’t bear to watch you Sky Tower Pavilion

A pacifist type person, who influenced future politicians to be more like him, helping the weak, but

Li Yun Tian cried out

he was making such a ruckus, a bored Storm House disciple

exchanging words, they were bickering with their words and also with that stone. Cheng Shao Feng forcibly used

lanky; a simple breeze could blow him over and to top it off this Sky Tower Pavilion disciple was only

his hold and called out:

Yang. Promptly Kai Yang moved his body, still clutching the stone that was dyed

still mightier than a simple fist. Taking the opportunity, before the Storm House disciple reached Kai Yang, he was assaulted

a person, Kai Yang didn’t stop there, infact his movements became sharper and sharper. Like a hawk

were very fierce, his methods cruel and far from what anyone

crumbled to pieces. Throwing out another fist, the

cries rang out from the Storm House disciples clutching their cheeks, for no small amount of people

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