newbobooks Chapter 156 "Excuse me, my name is Jing You."
Chapter 156 "Excuse me, my name is Jing You."
"Then hurry up!"
Gu Meng took another string of candied hawthorns from Shi Chuan beside her and continued eating.
Jing You's lips curled slightly, but he was wearing a mask, so Wu Hu couldn't see it at all. He only felt that this person's voice was very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before...
"Alright, my senior sister is urging me, we should hurry up here."
Knowing he couldn't beat this person, Wu Hu forced himself to stand up and ran towards the edge of the ring.
Since you can't speak, then jump!
When he was just a step away from the edge of the ring, a whip shot out and wrapped around Wu Hu's leg, pulling him back and forcing him to lie face down on the ground.
"Ugh!" Wu Hu tried to break the whip with his spiritual power, but it had no effect whatsoever! What the hell is this whip made of?!
"Did I let you go?"
Jing You's voice rang out above Wu Hu, his tone light and cheerful, but Wu Hu felt a chill run down his spine...
"Um! Uh..."
In the blink of an eye, Wu Hu was in the same state as the others. However, this time, Jing You didn't rush to kick him off the stage.
Jingyou squatted down, looked at Wu Hu's face, which had turned into a pig's head, and asked with a smile, "Does it hurt?"
Upon hearing this, Wu Hu's eyes were filled with fear and anger.
“Oh, I forgot, you can’t speak.” Jingyou suddenly realized. “But it’s okay, you don’t need to speak. Luckily, your neck wasn’t broken. You can just nod or shake your head.”
Jingyou put away the whip, took out a dagger, and brandished it at Wu Hu's body. "I'm asking you, does it hurt?"
As they spoke, the dagger landed precisely on Wu Hu's dantian.
Now, all that remained in Wu Hu's eyes was fear, and he nodded frantically.
The Lingxi Sect elder responsible for maintaining order on the arena frowned slightly upon seeing this scene.
A broken bone can be set, but if someone destroys another person's dantian on the field, isn't that a bit too much...?
The elder took a small step forward, only to be stopped by a beautiful figure.
"Elder Chen? What's going on here...?"
Xue Niang shook her head slightly at the elder, "Don't worry about it. Whatever Jing You does to them, don't worry about it. If anything happens, someone will take responsibility."
It's such a shame that such a great show was stopped...
Gu Meng noticed this as well, and pulled her senior brother over, raising her obedient little face and saying with a grin.
"Elder Uncle, please don't go up there. My junior brother has a personal grudge to settle. If anything happens, my master will take responsibility. Elder Uncle, there's no need to worry."
After saying that, Gu Meng took out two more strings of candied hawthorns, "Here, please have some, Uncle and Sister!"
"This..." The elder was somewhat at a loss.
Xue Niang took the candied hawthorns and said softly to Gu Meng, "You must be Fellow Daoist Jing Shu's junior sister and senior brother, right? Thank you for the candied hawthorns. Don't worry, we won't stop you."
"Thank you, sister!" Gu Meng said sweetly.
"Thank you." Shi Chuan nodded slightly to the two of them.
The elder fell silent. The man before him was also at the Nascent Soul stage. If he tried to stop him, there was nothing the elder could do. Oh well, someone else would take responsibility.
Jingyou on the stage had no idea what was happening offstage. Seeing Wu Hu looking terrified, he calmly continued.
"But I feel it doesn't hurt enough. After all, how can this compare to the pain of self-destructing one's cultivation? Don't you agree, Wu Hu?"
Upon hearing the words "self-disclosure of cultivation level," Wu Hu's eyes widened in shock.
He remembered! That familiar voice... it was his! But how could it be?! He was long dead! His cultivation level couldn't possibly be this high!
"Why not?" Jing Shu saw what Wu Hu was trying to say and said with a sneer.
Jingyou placed his hand on his mask and gently removed it.
"Look closely, who am I?"
Even though he already knew the answer in his heart, Wu Hu still couldn't believe it when he saw that face.
He knew better than anyone that Zheng Hongliang had self-destructed his cultivation level and couldn't possibly have survived! But now, not only was he alive, he was actually at the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment!
"Zheng Hongliang?! It's you?!"
"You're not dead?!"
The people from the Yaoyang Sect below the stage were completely outraged. They couldn't accept that it was him who had beaten their man to that state! It was that good-for-nothing!
People from other sects were shocked to hear the Yaoyang Sect members so excited and calling Jingyou by the name of someone who had died years ago.
Everyone looked at Jing You after he took off his mask. He really did look a lot like the Sect Master of the Yaoyang Sect...
There's definitely something juicy going on here!
More and more people gathered here, and the lively atmosphere directly attracted Chairman Zong's group.
"Sect Leader Zheng, so your son isn't dead! Old Fan, explain yourself! How did Zheng Hongliang end up at the Cloud Burial Sect?"
Lu Jing, seemingly eager to stir things up, asked the question directly.
Zheng Hongtian remained silent, his expression unchanged, only his fingers lightly tapping the table.
Fan Qingyan was very satisfied with Jing You's performance and continued Lu Jing's words in a very good mood.
"Hey? Where did Zheng Hongliang come from? He's from our Yunzang Sect! He's my junior brother Jing Shu's younger brother, Jing You!"
Fan Qingyan denied that there was a person named "Zheng Hongliang". Here, there is only Jing You, not Zheng Hongliang.
Similarly, on the stage, Jing You stood up and addressed the group of people shouting below.
"Excuse me, my name is Jingyou."
The group paused for a moment, then roared, "Don't think that just because you changed your name you can pretend nothing happened! You harmed your fellow disciples, you should have died long ago!"
"That's it!"
"I harmed my fellow disciples?" Jing You seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world and couldn't help but laugh twice.
"Do you even believe what you're saying? Back then, as a cultivator at the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, what did I have to do to harm my fellow disciples?"
Everyone's eyes lit up; there was more to it than met the eye!
"Perfect timing! I have a True Word Pill that my brother gave me. Why don't we have your Senior Brother Wu Hu explain it to me personally?"
A True Word Pill?! Isn't that a top-grade pill? How does this person's brother have it?!
Everyone was astonished. This kind of pill was basically only possessed by the sect leaders of major sects, and was only used to judge cases involving heinous crimes. The person who took the pill would answer any question for an hour without uttering a single lie.
However... Jingyou comes from Hanfeng, and his so-called older brother should be Jingshu, who has the light spiritual root. Jingshu is also a disciple of Hanluo Immortal Venerable, so it's quite normal for him to have such a pill.
Everyone quickly sorted out their thoughts and continued to quietly watch the drama unfold.
Jingyou took out a pill from his storage bag and, along with the antidote for the muteness, forcefully stuffed it into the mouth of the struggling Wu Hu.