I Can See Your Combat Power

Chapter Three Hundred and Ninety: Why Am I Always Losing My Number (1)

Translator: 549690339

By the side of the massive Crimson Moon Flame Tiger, the children entrapped in the net saw Mi Bai’s dismal appearance and erupted in desolate crying. The guardian Yan Ling, perched on top of the monster’s back, showed a displeasure on his face. Releasing a slight explosion of his aura, he managed to knock all the children in the net unconscious.

Far away, the toppled Mi Bai, who had been kicked by Zhang Ba Shan, no longer had the strength to stand up. His whole body was nearly crystallized, and the spiritual energy in his body had been completely drained in order to resist the invasion of the alien True Qi. The scholar, barely conscious at this moment, still managed to raise his head laboriously and plead to the spectators who had already become blurred figures: “The… kid… is… innocent…”

His barely audible plea reached quite a few spectators, but what could they do? They could only turn their heads away and pretend that they hadn’t seen anything. The forest of Jiang was shrouded in a silence so deep that one couldn’t even hear a breath being taken.

“Why… why…” Lying on the ground, watching the blazing sun overhead, tears flowed uncontrollably from Mi Bai’s eyes.

His father once told him not to lie. Yet these people refused to tell a single truth. The pain devoured the scholar, and though he stared straight into the blazing sun, he could only see darkness.

Most martial artists possessed keen senses, but they did not know how to respond to this nearly murmur-like question.

Telling the truth wasn’t that difficult, but ease didn’t mean that telling the truth came without consequences.

Who in the audience did not know that these children, the oldest only eight or nine, the youngest only four or five, were innocent? They were genuinely afraid of opposing the two great clans: Tang and Mi.

If they were just passing by Xiling as rangers and saw this circumstance, they would’ve spoken out, but they were not alone.

Anyone who was free enough to come to the forest of Jiang in broad daylight to watch this play was either a son or a daughter from a prominent family. They all had family estates in Xiling.

If they fought for these unfamiliar beggars today, they could save their lives. But how many people in their families would become wandering souls the next day?

With concerns and hesitations, most of the time, it was not that they couldn’t tell the truth, but that they didn’t dare to tell the truth, hence no one answered the scholar.

Except for Chu, the son of Bing Luan, who was like a king. Looking at the silent Jiang Lin and the submissive spectators, he disdainfully replied to the scholar on the ground: “Because this son’s words, are the law in Xiling!”

Let you die understanding why!

No one dared to answer, let this son answer for them.

“Because Mi’s family…is Xiling’s heaven…” The last word “heaven” was swallowed down by Chu Mi abruptly, as a thunderous roar like the sound of a bell erupted over the forest of Jiang.

“To hell with Mi’s family, it’s worth nothing!”

“It’s worth nothing!”

“Worth nothing!”

“Nothing…”

The roar that shook the heavens lingered for a long time and resounded in all directions.

Those in Jiang Lin who heard the contents of the roar looked at each other in disbelief, hardly believing their ears. They all looked around for the source of the sound.

As for the three people standing on the monster, including Chu Mi, their faces were terribly sullen, and murder was boiling in their hearts!

“Who was that? How dare you speak such presumptuous words!” Martial artist Bai Jian, unable to suppress his anger, ruthlessly questioned the origin of the outburst.

Just then, there was a stir from the north of the forest of Jiang. The crowd, who had been tightly packed in the forest, suddenly cleared a path wide enough for four people to pass.

At the end of the path, a tall young man clad in black, dragging a heavy weapon of unknown origin, quickly approached the center of Jiang Lin. As the crowd dispersed, Tang Luo saw Mi Bai lying unconscious in the middle of Jiang Lin. He hastily dropped his gigantic weapon and appeared next to Mi Bai as if he had teleported.

In his heart, Tang Luo was full of regret; if he hadn’t carried the spiritual hammer, he wouldn’t have arrived so late.

Upon seeing that Mi Bai had lost his right arm and half his face had been crystallized, Tang Luo quickly channeled his Innate Qi into Mi Bai’s body. When it came to understanding the Green Thousand True Qi, apart from the Mi Family themselves, the Tang Clan was the most proficient in it all across Xiling.

As a large amount of Innate Qi entered his body, the stubborn and domineering Green Thousand True Qi, seemingly met its nemesis, was destroyed in an instant. The wound that had already crystallized began to recover, with many crystal fragments falling off, and blood gushed out once again.

Tang Luo extracted a few strands of divine medicinal light from the Void Stomach and spread it over the wound on Mi Bai’s right shoulder, closing it. Having done all this, he stood up, turned to Chu Mi, and said coldly, “Are you tired of living?”

The same deep voice. The same person who had shouted “Mi’s family is worth nothing” just now. It was Tang Luo, the Pride of Xiling!

Everyone had thought it was just some reckless wandering martial artist who did not understand the depth of the sky and the earth. Who would have thought that it would be the most famous Pride of the Tang Clan? Looking at how he easily saved the scholar, the spectators thought subconsciously that the newly arrived Pride had no idea what had happened.

“Tang Tianjiao, this scholar is a remnant of the Mi Clan’s village, don’t misunderstand Young Master Chu.”

“Yes, Tang Tianjiao, you see those children, they are the dead men raised by this man. His heart for revenge is still unquenchable. Please take a closer look.”

Some of the sons of families that were close to the Tang Clan saw Tang Luo and Chu Mi clash. They thought it was because of what Chu Mi said earlier that had aroused Tang Luo’s dissatisfaction. They quickly spoke up to clarify, hoping that Tang Luo could quell his anger.

However, Chu Mi, who was standing at the top of the pyramid, would not just let these people gloss over what had happened. Just now, he had clearly heard how the reckless young man in front of him had provoked him and Mi’s family.

“A waste who dared not accept a challenge and was as timid as a rat spewed out wild words. Who gave you the courage!” Looking down at Tang Luo, Chu Mi coldly said with his arms crossed over his chest.

“Hmph.” Tang Luo refused to explain, coldly saying, “The martial world is not a child’s playground. If you want to issue a challenge, you should be prepared for life and death, Young Master Chu. A fight to the death, do you accept it!?”

People remembered that a year ago in Jiang Lin, the fourteen-year-old Pride, Tang Luo, faced the famous Young Master Shen without fear, accepted a blow, and boldly proposed a death match. The result was Shen Mi’s retreat.

A year later, in the same place, Tang Luo clashed with another Pride of the Mi Clan and proposed a death match with the same domineering attitude. This greatly stimulated the enthusiasm of the spectators.

People were willing to defy those of higher ranks and engage in life and death battles. Any martial artist would be moved by such courage and audacity.

However, no one expected that in response to Tang Luo’s provocation, Chu Mi would burst out laughing.

“Do you think that because Young Master Shen conceded once, all of the young masters in Xiling will concede to you!?” Chu Mi’s eyes showed a cruelty. Shen Mi’s concession a thousand years ago was for the overall situation and because he was the young clan leader of the Mi Clan, not just a straightforward martial artist. But Chu Mi didn’t share the same hesitations!

“Since you are so ignorant, today I will show you. The so-called Pride of Xiling, in front of a true martial artist, is nothing more than an immature kid and no match for me!”

The crowd was taken aback; nobody expected that the two would escalate to a death match as soon as they met.