allonlinenovel Chapter 131 Si Nansheng: That old Deng actually ambushed me
Chapter 131 Si Nansheng: That old Deng actually ambushed me
"Whether you kill me or not is your business, whether I can be killed by you is my business." Si Nansheng looked at him calmly.
Si Nansheng's words left Yang Pengkun speechless for a moment, and he could only glare at her angrily.
Despite the pain, Yang Pengkun charged towards Si Nansheng with his spirit sword. Si Nansheng raised his giant hammer and smashed him away with a single blow.
Before Yang Pengkun could react, he felt a chill from behind and, unable to dodge, took another solid blow.
Even with the demonic seed within him, Si Nansheng's strength was too much for his body to bear.
He crashed to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Si Nansheng put away the giant hammer in his hand, replaced it with a spirit sword, and walked step by step toward Yang Pengkun.
"What...what do you want to do?" Yang Pengkun had a bad feeling.
"I don't want to do anything, I just want to do what you did to my fifth senior brother." Si Nansheng suddenly swung his sword, leaving a sword mark on Yang Pengkun's body.
Blood immediately flowed from his wound. The wound wasn't very deep, but it was enough to make Yang Pengkun break out in a cold sweat from the pain.
Si Nansheng's eyes were terrifyingly cold, like a sharp sword piercing one's heart.
When Yang Pengkun saw Si Nansheng's appearance, he finally became afraid.
"Si Nansheng, I'm warning you, you'd better not lay a hand on me, or my master will not let you off the hook."
Yang Pengkun gave Si Nansheng a fierce warning, but Si Nansheng showed no fear and raised his sword again.
Many sword marks gradually appeared on Yang Pengkun's body, and the blood stained his fiery red clothes dark red.
But Yang Pengkun didn't even groan, gritting his teeth and enduring the pain his body was suffering.
His heart was filled with hatred and resentment, but he dared not show it in the slightest. He never expected that Si Nansheng, a girl in her teens, would be so ruthless.
A cruel smile curled at the corner of Si Nansheng's lips as she slowly approached Yang Pengkun, sword in hand.
Yang Pengkun kept retreating, while struggling to support his body.
His forehead was covered in cold sweat, his legs were trembling, and his face was deathly pale. He could feel the murderous aura emanating from Si Nansheng.
He could also feel the demonic seed within him was afraid, but he didn't know whether it was afraid of his death or afraid of Si Nansheng.
Si Nansheng kicked Yang Pengkun in the chest, sending him flying several meters away before he crashed heavily to the ground.
Si Nansheng was incredibly fast, arriving in front of Yang Pengkun in the blink of an eye: "I'm tired, I don't want to play anymore."
She raised her spirit sword and aimed it at Yang Pengkun's dantian. Before she could stab him, a murderous aura swept over her.
Si Nansheng hurriedly dodged, but the attack was too fierce, and even though he dodged it, he was still affected.
Although Si Nansheng was not seriously injured, he still vomited blood.
"You old dog, how dare you hurt my disciple!" Li Tianhen struck out directly.
"Wasn't it she who hurt my disciple first? If she really destroyed my disciple's dantian, then his life would be ruined!"
"You realize now that what you did was wrong, isn't it too late? Why didn't you say so when Yang Pengkun wanted to destroy Mo Yu's dantian?"
Li Tianhen was furious, but he hadn't noticed that the old man had actually injured his little apprentice.
"Are you pretending I don't exist?" Ye Xiuran's face darkened when he saw the bloodstains at the corner of Si Nansheng's mouth.
Upon hearing Ye Xiuran's voice, the Sect Master of the Blazing Sun Sect froze, preoccupied only with his son's safety, completely forgetting that the Venerable Lord was still present.
"I'm sorry, Master, I was just too worried about my disciple." The Sect Master of the Blazing Sun Sect apologized to Ye Xiuran, but Ye Xiuran didn't even look at him. Instead, he looked at Si Nansheng on the dueling platform.
Si Nansheng raised her hand and wiped the bloodstains from her lips.
"I...I admit defeat." Yang Pengkun raised his hand in trembling surrender.
"Si Nansheng of the Four Gods Sect wins!" the referee hurriedly announced.
Si Nansheng regretfully lowered her hand: "What a pity, you're not good at this either. Aren't you a tough guy? Weren't you going to teach me a lesson? Why did you give up so easily? Doesn't that make you look bad?"
"You... Pfft..." Yang Pengkun spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted immediately.
"Hey, this has nothing to do with me. I didn't do anything. He just fainted on his own."
Si Nansheng innocently put away her spirit sword and looked at the referee, who sighed helplessly.
If it weren't for those extra words you said, perhaps this poor child could have held on a little longer.
"Junior Sister, are you alright? Does it hurt?" Bai Ye rushed to the arena and gently helped Si Nansheng down.
"That old man actually ambushed me, waaaaah~ it hurts so much." Si Nansheng complained, clutching her chest, her eyes reddening.
"Don't cry, don't cry. I'll ask Master to avenge you and beat that brat up." Mo Yu gently rubbed Si Nansheng's head to comfort her.
“Yes, let Master beat him to a pulp.” Wen Luoya waved his fist in front of Si Nansheng.
"Okay." Si Nansheng sniffed and looked at Liu Xuewei.
Liu Xuewei was as smug as she was before, and now she was just as disappointed. She had thought that Yang Pengkun would teach Si Nansheng a lesson, but...
Si Nansheng taught him a lesson.
Not only was he taught a lesson, but he was also beaten so badly that he was covered in bruises and fell into a coma.
Trash, what trash!
Are we just going to watch Si Nansheng swagger around in front of her like this?
I'm not reconciled, I'm really not reconciled!
"Yang Pengkun is the sect leader's illegitimate son. Although he doesn't show it on the surface, their relationship seems to be quite good."
"You injured Yang Pengkun; the sect leader definitely won't let this go easily. You still need to be careful."
Tang Tingfeng spoke weakly, and everyone turned to look at him at the same time.
"Yang Pengkun is the illegitimate son of the Lieyang Sect Master? Is it true?" Mo Yu stared wide-eyed at Tang Tingfeng, who nodded.
Although he never cared about these things before, he became more cautious after Si Nansheng and Ye Yanqing reminded him.
Unexpectedly, he actually overheard some things.
He didn't tell Ye Yanqing and the others that the reason he voluntarily withdrew from the Lieyang Sect was due to Si Nansheng's reminder and some things he had overheard.
Furthermore, there was the illusion he experienced on the Heavenly Ladder, in which a female disciple from the Holy Heaven Sect named Liu Xuewei was always pestering him.
But he was focused on cultivation and didn't pay attention to these things, but Yang Pengkun held a grudge against him.
Not only did they plot to kill him while he was away, but not a single person in the entire Lieyang Sect even tried to help him find out the truth.
Regardless of whether these things are true or false, Tang Tingfeng did not want to stay in the Lieyang Sect any longer, so he abandoned his cultivation and left.
Cultivation can start anew, but it's not worth losing your life because of these people.
What's even more disappointing is that since he left the Lieyang Sect, no one has come to inquire about his situation.
"Please invite Ye Yanqing and Si Nansheng from the Four Gods Sect to come up to the stage to compete for first and second place." After Yang Pengkun was carried off, the referee continued to speak.
"I'm injured, I can't fight, I admit defeat." Si Nansheng raised her small hand from below the stage.
Everyone wanted to say something, but when they saw Si Nansheng's pale face and the bloodstains on the corner of her mouth, they all shut up.
"Ye Yanqing of the Four Gods Sect wins. Ye Yanqing of the Four Gods Sect is the first place winner." The referee announced without hesitation.