Dragon God Supreme
Chapter 1112: The Consequences of Scrambling (Fourth Update)

Chapter 1112: Chapter 1112: The Consequences of Scrambling (Fourth Update)

"Bring the beauty out to this young master immediately! Do you hear me?"

Zhao Wuji’s arrogant and overbearing shout resounded again, piercingly loud in the quiet street.

Zhao Wuji is the eldest young master of the Zhao family in Xianyun City, a family with formidable power, which few in Xianyun City dare to provoke, thus contributing to his arrogance and conceit.

Certainly, Zhao Wuji’s own cultivation was not weak either, at the mid-stage Heavenly King.

Xianyun City was home to three major families, forming a tripartite balance of power.

Thus, while others were afraid of Zhao Wuji, the young masters and ladies of the other two major families certainly were not.

"Zhao Wuji! Shut your mouth! What the hell are you howling about?" A young master angrily chastised Zhao Wuji, his gaze fierce as he glared at him.

"Hmph! And I wondered who it could be, but it turns out to be nothing more than a defeated subordinate." Zhao Wuji’s contemptuous gaze swept over, arrogantly saying: "Situ Yun, mind your own business and don’t anger this young master, or be careful I might kill you."

"You dare!" Situ Yun’s face contorted sinisterly.

In front of so many people, Zhao Wuji didn’t give him any face at all.

"What wouldn’t this young master dare? The Situ Family is nothing in the eyes of my Zhao family!" Zhao Wuji said disdainfully, not to mention Situ Yun, even the entire Situ Family wasn’t worth a second glance to Zhao Wuji.

"Zhao Wuji!" Situ Yun flew into a rage, his face swelling with bulging veins, his killing intent soaring sky-high as he unleashed powerful strength and recklessly charged towards Zhao Wuji.

Just as the two young masters were about to fight, the crowd on the street quickly retreated, none daring to intervene in their affairs.

"Hmph! I broke your hand last time; have you already forgotten the pain?" Zhao Wuji said ferociously, his eyes narrowing slightly as he summoned his wild and overbearing strength.

"What is all this noise? Can’t people get some rest?" Just as the two were about to fight, an angry shout suddenly emanated from the Xianyun Tower.

The abrupt shout made the two young masters stop their assault, and everyone’s gaze turned towards Xianyun Tower.

Whose roar was this? Daring to shout at two young masters of Xianyun City, do they no longer wish to live?

"Who is that? Show such disrespect to our young master? Come out here!" A guard from the Zhao family shouted angrily.

Before long, a figure slowly appeared at the entrance of Xianyun Tower, drawing the gaze of all present.

"Young master, this is the kid who brought the beauty into the city," a guardian from the Situ Family pointed at Feng Wuchen, recognizing him at a glance.

The person appearing at the entrance of Xianyun Tower was indeed Feng Wuchen.

The angry shout from moments ago was naturally from Feng Wuchen as well.

"You brat, are you tired of living?" Zhao Wuji looked at Feng Wuchen fiercely.

Feng Wuchen grinned and said mildly, "I’m trying to save you."

"Utter nonsense." Situ Yun uttered coldly.

"You brat, do you know the consequences of offending this young master? Someone like you, I could take down with one punch," Zhao Wuji said expressionlessly, advancing step by step towards Feng Wuchen.

Seeing Zhao Wuji’s arrogant demeanor, people already guessed that Feng Wuchen was in for a bad end.

"Of course, I know, but what I said is all true," Feng Wuchen responded with a calm smile, showing no sign of fear.

"Since you know, be smart and hand over the beauty. I’ll spare your life as a favor!" Zhao Wuji threatened fiercely, his lips curling into an arrogant smirk.

"Zhao Wuji! Even when seizing beauties, there should be an order, right?" Situ Yun said coldly, also stepping forward.

"You’d better roll out of here right now, or else I’ll break your legs!" Zhao Wuji’s eyes narrowed into a threatening stare at Situ Yun.

"It seems you don’t believe what I said." Feng Wuchen shrugged helplessly as he saw the two squaring off over the beauty.

"What do you mean?" Zhao Wuji asked coldly, his expression growing darker.

"No other meaning." Feng Wuchen spread his hands and then stepped aside, adding: "Since you’re not listening, just go on up yourselves. Second floor, third room, whoever gets to her, gets to keep her."

As soon as Feng Wuchen uttered these words, both Zhao Wuji and Situ Yun were taken aback, and so was the crowd on the street.

"Is this kid even a man? He doesn’t care about his own woman?"

"Did I hear that wrong? This kid actually said whoever captures her can have her, what a coward!"

"What a stroke of luck! Too bad I can’t defeat those two young masters, otherwise I’d be the first to rush up."

The crowd was in an uproar, each one wishing they could charge into the Xianyun Tower.

"Young man, has the beauty fallen seriously ill?" Situ Yun tentatively asked.

"No." Feng Wuchen shook his head.

"Could it be that her injuries are too severe and she’s beyond help?" Situ Yun pressed on.

"No!" Feng Wuchen shook his head again.

"Then why are you so willing to let go?" Situ Yun asked, baffled.

"I can’t defeat you." Feng Wuchen said with a slight smile.

"Hmph! At least you know your place. But you, kid, are just a useless wretch, enduring humiliation and clinging to life. You don’t even want your own woman. If you don’t, I do!" Zhao Wuji sneered and strode into the Xianyun Tower.

As Zhao Wuji walked, he poked his hands and eagerly swallowed, saying, "Little beauty, big brother is here to see you."

"You will not succeed!" Situ Yun followed him in.

"Should I go in or not? If I don’t, it’ll be to the advantage of those two young masters!"

"Forget it! Better to go in and see what happens; with my strength, I might not lose to Zhao Wuji!"

"Right! For the sake of the beauty, for the sake of my romantic dreams, it’s worth dying for!"

Quite a few people in the crowd mustered their courage, ready to ignore the risk to their lives for the sake of the beauty!

"Can it be? Are they all not afraid of dying?" The rest of the people were astonished, staring blankly as a group rushed towards the Xianyun Tower.

"Zhou, if you dare to take one step, I will divorce you!" A woman scolded her husband, who seemed to be losing control.

"You good-for-nothing! How dare you come here to see a beauty behind my back! Come home with me right now!" Another woman was yelling as she twisted her husband’s ear.

"Wife, be gentle, gentle, it hurts!" The man hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Haha!" The crowd burst into laughter.

"Boom!"

"Ouch!"

Just as the crowd was rushing towards the Xianyun Tower and others were laughing, a sudden explosion sounded, followed by a scream, and someone was flung straight out of the second-floor window.

"It’s... it’s Zhao Wuji!" The crowd was shocked, their faces filled with horror.

"Boom!"

Another explosion, and Situ Yun also screamed as he was sent flying out of the second floor.

"Situ Yun!" The crowd cried out in alarm again.

Everyone on the street was dumbfounded, and the crowd that had been about to rush into the Xianyun Tower retreated in fear.

"Told you so, but you wouldn’t listen. Happy now?" Feng Wuchen leaned against the doorframe of the Xianyun Tower with a look of schadenfreude, arms folded across his chest in a carefree pose.

While everyone was in a state of shock, an extremely terrifying and chilling killing intent began to permeate from within the Xianyun Tower.