Chapter 405: 405
Zhou Yu’s face was tranquil like a placid lake as he looked indifferently at the two men.
"Merely Semi-Saints, who gave you the courage to be so arrogant?"
Master Yu narrowed his eyes, a terrifying aura erupted towards Zhou Yu.
However, Zhou Yu seemed unaffected.
He looked faintly at Master Yu.
"Is that all?"
Wen Shizhou saw Zhou Yu repeatedly provoking Master Yu, and his eyes were filled with a cold sneer.
He had been concerned that the two Semi-Saints might not go all out, but now that Zhou Yu even dared to provoke them so recklessly, he couldn’t believe they would hold back.
Indeed, at that moment, Master Yu made his move.
When a Semi-Saint struck, it was extraordinary.
Master Yu transformed into a gust of wind, rushing toward Zhou Yu in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged blows.
Boom!
A muffled sound, and Master Yu wound up ten meters away from Zhou Yu.
And Zhou Yu’s chair behind him turned to dust in an instant.
A hint of surprise flashed in Master Yu’s eyes.
"Old Xuan, this kid is unusual; let’s attack together."
Old Xuan had seen it too.
To clash with Master Yu in one punch and not only hold his ground but appear effortless, was indeed unusual.
No wonder he dared to come here and provoke them.
Old Xuan snorted coldly and made his move as well.
Two Semi-Saints, one skilled in fist techniques, the other in Qi Refinement, one from afar and one up close, with extremely fast movement techniques, worked seamlessly together.
In the blink of an eye, Zhou Yu was forced to retreat repeatedly.
Xie Changlin’s heart was in his throat.
He dared to trouble Shenwu Hall because he relied most on Zhou Yu.
If Zhou Yu were defeated, he would undoubtedly die.
Xie Changlin stared intensely at the battle between Zhou Yu and the two Semi-Saints and failed to notice the cold glint that flashed in Wen Shizhou’s eyes from not far away.
He suddenly made his move, charging straight for Xie Changlin.
Xie Changlin could have never expected that at this critical juncture, Wen Shizhou would actually launch a surprise attack.
Boom!
Taken off guard, Xie Changlin was struck by Wen Shizhou’s punch, and he flew backward, spewing blood.
"Dammit, Wen Shizhou, you lowlife."
"Lowlife?"
After landing a successful hit, Wen Shizhou sneered.
"That’s what a three-year-old would say. For someone your age, Xie Changlin, to say such things, you deserve to die."
Having said that, Wen Shizhou was ready to press his advantage for a killing blow.
But at that moment, the Dragon Gang Strength erupted at full force from Zhou Yu’s arms, releasing a tangible Gang Jin that almost burst the air.
After taking the punch head-on, both Master Yu and Old Xuan’s corners of their mouths bled as they were pushed back more than ten steps.
Shocked expressions appeared on both of their faces.
"How is this kid so strong..."
As they were reeling from the impact, Zhou Yu suddenly opened his mouth.
Roar—
A terrifying sound wave erupted.
With the augmentation of his Primordial Spirit.
The two Semi-Saints, with no guard up, were immediately shaken until blood flowed from their seven orifices.
"The power of the Primordial Spirit!!!"
Master Yu and Old Xuan’s complexions wildly changed as they rapidly retreated.
But Zhou Yu immediately activated the River-Mountain Step, appearing in front of them like a specter.
"Go to hell."
The Dragon Gang Strength within Zhou Yu burst forth once again.
Boom!
These two punches solidly struck the chests of the two men.
Puh!
Master Yu and Old Xuan both spit out a mouthful of blood as they were sent flying.
The punch had directly shattered their hearts.
Before they even hit the ground, the two were dead.
To the end, their eyes were filled with fear and bewilderment.
How could a great Innate Martial Artist possess the power of the Primordial Spirit, and one at the Great Perfection Realm at that?
Isn’t that something only a Saint Realm master would have?
Unfortunately, they had no chance to unravel this mystery.
Meanwhile, Wen Shizhou, who was about to strike Xie Changlin, was also affected by the terrible sound wave.
He was shaken so badly that his mind was in disarray, and his brain was in chaos.
Xie Changlin reacted swiftly, kicked out with all his strength, and sent Wen Shizhou flying with a kick.
After fending off the crisis, Xie Changlin finally collapsed on the ground, breathing heavily.
Zhou Yu came over to him.
"Are you alright?"
Xie Changlin hastily tried to struggle to his feet, but the punch that Wen Shizhou had just dealt him had damaged his internal organs. The moment he moved, blood spurted out.
Zhou Yu grabbed Xie Changlin’s wrist, checked it, then infused a stream of Yi Wood True Qi into his body.
In less than a minute, Xie Changlin felt his injuries significantly heal.
"Thank you, Mr. Zhou..."
"For saving my life."
Zhou Yu nodded, then turned to look at Wen Shizhou.
Wen Shizhou had by now recovered and was trying to get up.
Zhou Yu strode over.
Wen Shizhou’s eyes were filled with fear.
"You... you..."
"How..."
Wasn’t Zhou Yu ensnared by Master Yu and Old Xuan?
How could he have free time to act against him?
Suddenly realizing something, he turned his head.
He saw the corpses of Master Yu and Old Xuan lying at the entrance of the reception hall.
"You..."
Wen Shizhou’s face was filled with horror.
The two Semi-Saints were killed just like that?
"Next, it’s your turn to be sent on your way," said Zhou Yu coldly.
"No no no..."
Wen Shizhou continuously retreated.
"You can’t kill me."
"If you kill me, the Hall Master won’t let you off."
"Really?"
"Then let him come to me."
Having said this, Zhou Yu was about to make his move.
At that moment, a thunderous voice exploded.
"Hold it right there!"
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