Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting from Fist Technique Deduction
Chapter 340 - 108 Questioning

Chapter 340: Chapter 108 Questioning

"It is said that the Dapeng Divine Sovereign acts swiftly and decisively, and it seems the rumors are true."

Those present silently thought as they heard Luo Penghai speak so directly.

Yet, many dared not reply, considering the Fire Crow Sect’s close ties with the Xuri Martial Academy, and speaking too much could displease the True Spirit.

Such a thankless situation left everyone silent, but when the Divine Sovereign asked a question, how could they not answer? They immediately looked towards the president of the Xuri Martial Academy in the middle of the scene.

"In response to the Divine Sovereign, Jin Shengzhe was attacked by Lang Kun’s sword," the academy president pondered how to best reply.

The Dapeng Divine Sovereign was a pinnacle powerhouse of the Divine Origin Realm. Even Jin Shengzhe, a True Spirit of the Fire Crow Sect, had to address him as ’Master Uncle’ in front of the Divine Sovereign.

"Master Uncle Luo has traveled far and wide to be here, how could I, the disciple, afford to be discourteous."

Jin Shengzhe’s face remained expressionless, carrying the ghost-head broadsword, and he walked leisurely into the academy’s plaza.

Luo Penghai noticed a lingering stiffness in Jin Shengzhe’s aura, raised an eyebrow, and questioned, "Are you the one who lost Changle Village?"

"It was not a fault in battle."

Jin Shengzhe’s expression stiffened, suppressing his anger, and explained with cupped fists, "The attack on Changle Village by the demonic tiger Shen Hong from the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain was beyond our resistance, forcing us to retreat and hold the line, awaiting sect reinforcement."

"So many young disciples from several cities fell under the Crying Soul Sect’s hands, and countless low-rank disciples died as well," Luo Penghai’s tone lacked fervor, but it was clear to everyone that he was displeased.

"Where is your deployment? And where is your retreat plan?"

"Letting these low-ranking disciples cover the rear and die, is this called holding the line?"

Each sentence from Luo Penghai pierced the hearts of the present like a sharp knife.

Meanwhile, Luo Penghai’s gaze swept over the many presidents and City Lords, causing them to feel a tightening of their skin and lower their heads.

"Hmph!"

Luo Penghai snorted coldly, releasing a trace of his pinnacle Divine Origin Realm aura.

The many presidents and several City Lords felt as if they were bearing the weight of a mountain on their shoulders, even their breathing grew heavy.

"You people, witnessing Jin Shengzhe acting like this, yet say nothing. Allowing low-ranking disciples to be slaughtered, such negligence cannot go unpunished!"

As he spoke, Luo Penghai’s face turned cold.

He extended his palm, spreading his fingers, then slowly clenched them.

"Ugh!"

"Ugh!"

"Ugh!"

Nearly simultaneously, several presidents turned pale, blood spilling from their mouths.

They felt as though their souls were tightly bound, on the verge of collapse. The True Spirit formed from their souls let out a wail almost instantly.

But just as they felt they could no longer hold on, with their souls nearing collapse,

Luo Penghai once more opened his hand, looking coldly at the many presidents, "A minor sanction to warn you. If you repeat this, don’t blame this old man for being ruthless."

At this moment, everyone coughed up blood, the taste of iron filling their mouths. Especially Jin Shengzhe, who glared at the Dapeng Divine Sovereign, his eyes nearly spewing fire.

His old wounds were yet to heal, and now his soul was given extra ’care’ by the Dapeng Divine Sovereign, fueling his rage, but opposing someone a full realm above him, whom even his master treated cautiously, meant he could only swallow the punishment without resistance.

Once Luo Penghai finished reprimanding them, he finally calmed down a little.

He pointed at Jin Shengzhe, "Jin Shengzhe, due to your errors that tarnished the sect’s reputation, resulting in numerous disciple casualties, the sect has decided that all matters, large or small, will henceforth be decided by Nan Yan."

"Jin Shengzhe, though you are a True Spirit of a peak, you shall not be exempt."

The elder’s words carried sternness in his eyebrows.

Upon hearing that all affairs would be decided by Meng Nanyan, Jin Shengzhe abruptly lifted his head, staring at Luo Penghai.

But what met his gaze was a pair of stern eyes. The opponent’s calm gaze seemed like a bottomless abyss, causing his heart to tremble.

Yet, deep down, Jin Shengzhe remained unwilling, questioning, "Why must the sect act this way? Just because a few lowly folks died, my position must be stripped? It’s better to recall me to the sect."

"Hmm?"

Luo Penghai stared coldly at Jin Shengzhe, stepping forward, "Are you planning to defy the sect’s order?"

As his voice fell, his aura quietly manifested.

Jin Shengzhe felt immense pressure descend upon him, like a mountain crushing his shoulders, causing his back wounds to seep blood instantly, his soul painfully suppressed and struggling with wails.

In this situation, Jin Shengzhe knew that outside the sect, Luo Penghai, being a top figure of the peak, had hardly anyone to restrain him. Despite being a True Spirit, resisting was not an option.

"Disciple dares not!"

Ultimately, Jin Shengzhe succumbed to the pressure, lowering his head in response.

Seeing Jin Shengzhe in this state, a hint of disappointment crossed Meng Nanyan’s beautiful eyes.

Though they were not from the same peak within the sect, she had heard of this junior brother, ranked over seventy on the Hundred Cities Talent List, particularly known for his ghost-head broadsword prowess.

But under the master’s oppression, he bowed his head instantly.

Had he stood firm, even a master would not have dealt a true killing blow, considering they were all part of the Fire Crow Sect. He might have earned himself more respect.

Now it seemed, he was indeed unsuitable for important roles, living only for safety and fearing death.

Luo Penghai looked at Jin Shengzhe’s lowered head, his gaze contemplative. Deep down, he regarded Jin Shengzhe as somewhat less capable.

After a slight shake of his head, Luo Penghai spoke indifferently, "I am here, firstly to oversee the place, preventing any petty schemes, and secondly, to demand an explanation from that demonic tiger Shen Hong."

"To let them know, our Fire Crow Sect is not to be easily bullied!"

"Those who cross the line must pay the price!"

The Dapeng Divine Sovereign’s gaze swept over the crowd, "Issue the order to counterattack immediately. Let the spiritual energy vein heads from your major academies assemble and expel the Crying Soul Sect from Changle Village."

Upon hearing this, the many presidents’ faces were invigorated.

The Dapeng Divine Sovereign was going to make a move?

After speaking, Luo Penghai nodded slightly towards Meng Nanyan beside him.

"Master, have no worries!"

With a voice carrying a sense of etherealness, Meng Nanyan responded confidently.

Seeing this, the Dapeng Divine Sovereign hesitated no longer, turning to re-enter the carriage.

Caw caw caw!

Following the cries of fire crows, the carriage slowly ascended, flying towards the west.

After the heat wave dissipated, Meng Nanyan slowly said, "Junior Brother Jin, regarding the situation here, please organize the documents and send them to me."

Jin Shengzhe stared at the calm woman in front, his molars clenched tight, wishing he could devour this girl whole.

But with the Dapeng Divine Sovereign gone, he dared not rebel.

Yet, recalling this girl’s impressive achievements, he could only suppress his anger, "I will arrange for someone to deliver it to Senior Sister later."

The woman heard this, her eyes lowered slightly, and nodding, she turned to head towards the central hall.