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?

to get along with Tang Luo and

rescued them

pinch his temples and said, “The reason for Pang Yan’s presence in the martial arts competition was my

believe his own ears. He couldn’t make out what Instructor Tang meant, his heart

this…” Unlike the naive Pang Yan, Bo Shan was well aware that these words might mean Tang Luo was going to take responsibility for the offense. He was aware of how stern the clan was towards

waved his hand dismissively and poured himself a

assigned Pang Yan to participate in the martial

but it was

Arts Hall pursue this?” Bo Shan was quite worried. He had always assumed that the Sect Head had personally come and he was prepared to

went through extreme ups

another cup of tea,

chariot demolishes a martial arts hall? It can be compensated with a

lifted his cup, glanced at Pang Yan,

not going to die! Pang Yan suddenly found a

Lunjiang Martial Arts Hall

with his men, he saw the earth dug up

hall of the Martial arts hall lay in ruins. His guardsman Ding Gaolang was

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

Hou sat on the chair with a dark

master!” Ding Gaolang hurriedly bandaged himself and bowed in

hall and took the people

did you say?” Mi Hou’s eyebrows furrowed, obviously surprised. “Are you sure

he reaffirmed, “I definitely

Mi Hou’s mind was

what does he look like?” Mi Hou’s expression shifted unpredictably; he felt he

actually caught a

detain and beat up a young master from the main family lineage of

in detail, “We caught a student called Pang Yan, around sixteen or seventeen years old, a Mortal Realm peak master,

the more frightened he got. As the biggest competitor to

remember how many cousins he had in total, but he was well-informed when it came to

the Tang Family were of ages sixteen or seventeen and were at the peak of the Mortal

captive was one of these two, it would indeed

of luck, considering this detainee might be a young master of the main

glanced at Ding Gaolang, if their luck were truly so bad, he might not be able to save

the look in Mi Hou’s eyes, but he started meticulously describing Pang Yan’s

first turning into doubt, then confusion, and finally into all-consuming

Hou’s eyes were almost shooting fire, he was now certain that

Realm warrior, they dared to raid my martial hall and injure my guards. Does the Tang Family think they can walk all over the Mi

from them. This is far from over!” Mi Hou kicked over the chair beside him and left in a fit of

Hall, Battle Hall Training

Xuanwu heavy armor, sat meditating on

good at managing

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