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Chapter 27: Chapter Twenty-Three: Ferocious Flames Engulf the Sky

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Qiu Jinglong and Huai Chenghua fell unconscious from the strike of the Suanni beast, not knowing whether they were dead or alive. The only one wide awake, Ding Gaolang, knelt on the ground, even afraid to lift his head. The threat of the Lunjiang Martial Arts Arena had been reduced to zero.

Two black-armored warriors jumped off the war chariot, hoisted Bo Shan and Pang Yan onto the vehicle, and then the spirit beasts turned around huffing and puffing. The wheels of the war chariot made a grating noise as they scraped the ground. The chariot quickly disappeared into the distance, leaving behind only the wreckage of the hall and three wounded martial artists from the Mortal Realm.

They came in like thunder, and left like wind.

Ding Gaolang spat out another mouthful of blood, and only then did his heart return to its place after hearing the fading sound of the chariot. He had, after all, survived.

The Gilded War Chariot rushed towards the Martial Hall, but Bo Shan’s heart, who was onboard the chariot, darkened with every passing moment.

Being rescued by the Sect Head from the Martial Arts Hall, Bo truly didn’t know if it was a blessing or a curse.

As for Pang Yan, he had committed a serious mistake as a student of the Martial Hall. And he, as the instructor of Cultivation Ground N0.7, had not only failed to report to the Martial Hall, but had also tried to protect him secretly.

As a person who deeply understood the rules of the Martial Hall, Bo knew that when they returned to the Martial Hall, they would not be treated as members of the clan but as criminals.

And what’s worse, they were going to face the First Head of the Martial Hall directly. Even a martial artist like Bo Shan felt deep fear.

But what could he do about it now?

“Come in.”

A deep voice came from inside the chariot chamber, startling the two of them. They glanced at each other because this voice, seemed somewhat familiar, didn’t it?

A black-armored warrior opened the compartment door, gesturing for them to enter.

As they reached the doorway, they saw Tang Luo sitting in the middle of the tea table with a teapot in front of him that was slowly steaming.

The compartment was extravagant, eliciting a surreal feeling just by stepping on the soft fur carpet underneath. The golden inner walls and the fine wood grain of the tea table also looked extraordinarily luxurious.

The two men, dressed in tattered attire, felt extremely nervous when they compared their appearance to the luxurious cabin.

The compartment door was closed again with a “slam”.

“Sit down, don’t keep standing,” Tang Luo said, pointing to the cushions in front of them.

Bloodied and muddied, Pang Yan had no idea what punishment he would face once they returned to the Martial Hall. He had already accepted his doom and therefore, simply plopped down onto a seat.

Bo Shan tried to adjust his mentality, but couldn’t calm down. Before today, he thought Tang Luo was just a Martial Technique Instructor or the son of the Sect Head.

But after witnessing his audacious charge into the Lunjiang Martial Arts Hall with his war chariot, who would dare to communicate with him as an equal?

constrained, not knowing how to get along

rescued them and already they’ve

the other extremely restrained—Tang Luo pinch his temples and said, “The

with his head down, abruptly lifted it on hearing these words, unable to believe his own ears. He couldn’t make out what Instructor Tang meant, his heart tied up in knots and tears welling up in his

might mean Tang Luo was going to take responsibility for the offense. He was

hand dismissively and poured himself

Instructor has the right to assign tasks; I assigned Pang Yan to participate

good, but it was fraught

the Lunjiang Martial Arts Hall pursue this?” Bo Shan was quite worried. He had always assumed that

Yan’s heart went through extreme ups and downs

will pursue it.” Tang Luo poured himself another cup of tea,

chariot demolishes a martial

will pay for it!” Tang Luo lifted his cup, glanced at Pang

Pang Yan suddenly found a new lease of life

Lunjiang Martial Arts Hall

the hell can tell me what’s going on!” When Mi Hou arrived with his men, he saw the earth dug up from south to north and the

arts hall lay in ruins. His guardsman Ding

reported that a martial artist from the Tang Clan was captured for cheating at a gamble! How did it turn into this? Could it be that what they caught was a

on the chair with a

master!” Ding Gaolang hurriedly bandaged himself

into the hall and took the people away,” Ding Gaolang said with a

Mi Hou’s eyebrows furrowed, obviously

such an expression, but he reaffirmed, “I definitely would not be mistaken. It was a Gilded

be? Mi Hou’s mind was

clearly, what is the guy’s name you nabbed and what does he look like?” Mi Hou’s expression shifted unpredictably; he

it be that they actually caught a member of the Tang Clan? That would be the

center dared to detain and beat up a young master from the main family lineage of the Tang Clan, that

a student called Pang Yan, around sixteen or seventeen years old, a

frightened he got. As the biggest competitor to

total, but he was well-informed when it came to the young masters and young misses

masters within the Tang Family were of ages sixteen or seventeen and were at the peak of the Mortal Realm-one was the clan chief’s son, Tang Hong, and the

of these two, it would indeed justify the deployment

he wouldn’t be so out of luck, considering this detainee might be a young master of the main lineage, and they had

Ding Gaolang, if their luck were truly so bad, he might not

look in Mi Hou’s eyes, but he started

his detailed description, Mi Hou’s panic gradually abated, first turning into doubt, then confusion, and finally into all-consuming

almost shooting fire, he was now certain that the one called Pang Yan was just

martial hall and injure my guards. Does the Tang

a messenger to Tang family! I want a proper explanation from them. This is far from over!” Mi

Arts Hall, Battle Hall

clad in black Xuanwu heavy armor, sat meditating on

actually good at managing the affairs of the martial hall, so he delegated many responsibilities to the stewards and