newbobooks Chapter 159 Hunting the Veteran?
Chapter 159 Hunting the Veteran?
Chapter 159 Hunting the Veteran?
Leng Yun remained calm and did not speak.
"Boy, still unwilling to hand it over? Look at the two people you had before," said an inner court disciple.
He pointed to the two freshmen lying on the ground, the latter looking distressed.
Leng Yun remained silent, giving the two new students a brief, indifferent glance.
"Hmph, now you're scared, aren't you? Hand it over quickly, or you'll suffer some physical pain."
The three inner court disciples took a step forward at the same time, and an invisible sense of pressure rushed towards Leng Yun.
Leng Yun didn't take these three people seriously; they were only at the first level of the Spirit Martial Realm, and he could easily handle them.
The three inner court disciples were getting a little angry when they saw that Leng Yun didn't make a move.
"Go! Let's teach this kid a lesson!"
The three of them simultaneously channeled their fist energy and charged towards Leng Yun's location.
"drink!"
Leng Yunqing shouted, and faintly, the sound of a dragon's roar could be heard—it was the Eight Desolations Dragon Roar!
At this moment, Leng Yun's strength was sufficient to unleash three sonic dragons that were practically tangible.
The three dragons, with overwhelming force, slammed into the three inner court disciples.
Leng Yun is also equipped with the Thunder Lion bloodline, so the Eight Desolations Dragon Roar has a paralyzing effect.
The three inner court disciples stood frozen in place, their expressions filled with surprise, for they too felt a numbness creeping into their bodies.
The three of them paused for a full second, which was long enough for Leng Yun.
"Whoosh!"
Leng Yun moved swiftly, instantly appearing behind the three of them, his hands already radiating yellow fist energy.
"160th move - Snake Strike!"
A giant serpent of fire appeared, and the surrounding air became somewhat distorted.
"boom!"
The fiery serpent struck the three of them.
The three of them were instantly sent flying.
The three of them then fell to the ground in a sorry state, and at the same time, the paralysis effect on them ended.
These three inner court disciples were, after all, at the first level of the Spirit Martial Realm. Although Leng Yun's attack caused them some minor injuries, they were not seriously harmed.
"Damn it, how dare you ambush us!"
"You're quite the audacity, freshman! Today we're going to take you down!"
The fact that the three of them were defeated by a freshman would surely become a laughing stock if word got out. So, enraged by their shame, the three of them unleashed their fist energy and charged at Leng Yun once again.
"drink!"
As always, the Eight Desolations Dragon Roar struck, and three sonic dragons once again bombarded the three people, paralyzing them once more.
Just like before, Leng Yun once again moved behind the three inner courtyard disciples and used "Snake Rush" to knock them to the ground.
The three of them scrambled to their feet, looking even more disheveled, and glared fiercely at Leng Yun.
"You bastard, if you're so capable, don't try to shock us with your sound waves!"
Leng Yun sneered, "This is a battle, not child's play. I have this kind of technique, why can't I use it?"
The three were speechless. Leng Yun was right. If he had such ability, why couldn't he use it?
They stopped charging upwards because they knew that as long as Leng Yun used that dragon's roar, no matter how many times they charged upwards, they would eventually be defeated.
This is the suppression of strength.
Leng Yun could manipulate these three people at will, while the latter had no way to stop them.
"Good lad, we'll remember you. Now you can leave!" said one of the inner court disciples.
They have given up on Leng Yun's Fist God value.
"Leave?" Leng Yun sneered. "I don't want to leave yet."
"What else do you want to do?" an inner court disciple asked, a bad feeling rising in his heart.
"You wanted to steal my Fist God Points, but now that you've lost, you can hand them over to me," Leng Yun said calmly.
Upon hearing this, everyone present stared at Leng Yun in astonishment.
Even Murong Qin raised her eyebrows, revealing a rare expression of disbelief.
This freshman actually dared to steal the Fist God Points from an inner court senior!
The two freshmen lying on the ground stared intently at Leng Yun, their faces filled with disbelief.
"Kid, don't be so arrogant," said an inner court disciple.
"To borrow a phrase from you—if you don't give it to me, I'll beat you until you do," Leng Yun said coldly.
The three inner court disciples were in a very awkward situation. None of them had ever imagined that they would encounter such danger while participating in the hunting competition for new students.
No new student has ever dared to steal the Fist God Points from an older student; the roles of hunter and prey have been reversed!
However, there is no rule in the Fist God Academy that prohibits it.
So in the end, it all comes down to strength; whoever is stronger has the final say.
The three inner disciples looked at each other, struggling with their inner thoughts for a long time.
"What should we do? Should we fight him?"
"Idiot, you can't possibly win even if you try!"
"Should we give him the Fist God Points?"
"We can only hand him over for now, and then ask Brother Peng Cheng to help deal with the kid!"
After discussing it for a long time, the three finally decided to hand over the Fist God Card to Leng Yun.
Leng Yun accepted the Fist God Cards with satisfaction. Following their example, he channeled a ball of yellow fist energy into his hand and transferred all the Fist God Points from the three Fist God Cards to his own card.
Leng Yun discovered that the three of them actually had a combined Fist God value of 50.
On the other hand, the three inner court disciples all looked worried, because no matter whether they could regain their Fist God Value or not, they would become a laughing stock in the inner court.
The two freshmen who had been knocked down looked at Leng Yun with a mixture of surprise and envy, unable to believe what had happened.
On the contrary, Murong Qin, after initially showing a hint of surprise, quickly regained her calm and pretty face.
"Damn it, you really do have some skills, but if you're really that powerful, then spare your life!" an inner court disciple asked, clearly intending to settle scores with Leng Yun later.
"My name is Leng Yun." Leng Yun showed no fear and casually stated her name.
The three inner court disciples once again showed expressions of surprise: "Leng—Leng Yun!"
"You—are Leng Yun!"
Leng Yun didn't speak, but just quietly watched the three people.
The new student with 1000 Fist God Points! Leng Yun, who defeated Ding Chang, had already been heard of by the people in the inner courtyard.
At this moment, the three inner court disciples realized their mistake. They hadn't expected to encounter a monster like Leng Yun as soon as they went on a mission.
People like this should be dealt with by a master like Peng Cheng.
The three of them were overestimating themselves.
Ignoring the astonishment of the three inner court disciples, Leng Yun turned and disappeared into the nearby forest with Murong Qin.
……
In just half an hour, the news of Leng Yun snatching the senior student's Fist God Value spread throughout the entire Inner Courtyard Mountain.
The experts on the mountain, such as Peng Cheng and Li Sanjin, have already heard about this.
Everyone was surprised. Leng Yun's way of doing things was indeed unique. He was no longer thinking about how to safely cross the mountain, but about stealing the senior students' Fist God Points from within the mountain.
For Leng Yun, it was no longer a competition to hunt down new students, but had become a competition to hunt down veteran students...