Chapter 1483: Chen Family's Heavenly Pride

Go ask them to come in.

Not paying any more attention to those two idiots, Shi Song looked at the steward and said.

After all, the other party is an Emperor Sovereign powerhouse, so we cannot be negligent; no matter what, we should meet first and then assess the situation.

Hearing that, the steward nodded in response, turned and walked out of the main hall.

Meanwhile, Shan Hu and Chen Mang were still there, facing off, neither willing to yield.

With the sound of footsteps, the Chen family elder led several Chen family experts into the main hall; upon entering, he saw Chen Mang, and the leading Chen family elder's face instantly darkened as he shouted in a voice like a great bell.

"You little brat, have you caused trouble again? I'll break your leg."

"Old man, I haven't caused any trouble; I've always followed the rules."

"Yo, you got beaten up?"

Looking at Chen Mang's bruised and swollen face, the Chen family elder not only didn't get angry, but instead broke into a grin, looking quite pleased.

His own grandson got beaten up, yet he's laughing so happily?

Ye Zhangqing and Shi Song were somewhat baffled, and Chen Mang, unable to bear his grandfather's mockery, flushed red and gritted his teeth in retort.

"Yesterday was an accident; the red-haired monkey didn't observe martial ethics, ambushed me, otherwise I wouldn't have lost."

"Kuang Toufa, you're really blowing your own horn sky-high."

"Then dare you fight another round?"

"What's there not to dare?"

Here they come again, and the Chen family elder didn't bother with the two brats, instead greeting Shi Song and Ye Zhangqing.

Shi Song also took the opportunity to recount yesterday's events to the Chen family folk, and after hearing the whole story, the Chen family elder waved his hand indifferently.

"No problem, no problem, just a squabble among kids, a trivial matter."

"Besides, losing is just your own lack of ability, no one to blame, right, you little brat?"

"I said yesterday it was the red-haired monkey's sneak attack; otherwise I wouldn't have lost."

"Haha."

Seeing Chen Mang's embarrassed look, the Chen family elder couldn't help bursting into laughter.

The Chen family had no intention of pursuing the matter; only Chen Mang kept insisting on fighting Shan Hu again.

In that regard, the Chen family had no objections, Shan Hu was also eager to try, and Shi Song finally nodded with a dark face in agreement.

Everyone together moved to the martial arts field.

After casually picking a platform, Shi Song said in a low voice.

"Go ahead, but do not injure anyone's life."

A simple spar is enough, and besides, the Chen family are right there nearby, so naturally we can't go too far.

Furthermore, it's not just Chen Mang; Shan Hu must also come to no harm, after all, this kid is Ye Zhangqing's brother.

Having specifically instructed that no lives be harmed, upon hearing that, both nodded obediently, and without the slightest hesitation, they leapt straight onto the platform.

"Kuang Toufa, rest assured, I'll leave you some breath."

"Hmph, red-haired monkey, you'd better say that to yourself."

With those words spoken, both struck out simultaneously.

Their cultivation realms are the same; both are at the perfected stage of the Heavenly Human Realm, currently assaulting the Shèngjìng.

However, as soon as they made a move, Ye Zhangqing could see that both of their battle prowess were not simple.

As for Shan Hu, needless to say, after following by my side for so many years, his talent is something Ye Zhangqing knows all too well.

His talent is not only not inferior to the many Inner Disciples of the Dao Yi Shengdi, but even surpasses them.

As for Chen Mang opposite, his cultivation is comparable, his battle prowess equally not shabby; at least for now he appears not inferior to Shan Hu.

Right from the start they went head-on, fists directly colliding, just like before, neither willing to yield an inch.

One hard clash, neither could do anything to the other; Shan Hu was also somewhat surprised, this kid's strength is not bad.

But the next second he couldn't help but get excited; this is a good opponent, too weak would be boring.

In their first exchange, they were evenly matched; neither gained an advantage.

Again.

Shan Hu let out an excited roar and charged at Chen Mang again; seeing that, Chen Mang had no intention of retreating in the slightest, and likewise went forward to meet him.

On the platform, they went back and forth, a fierce battle.

Ye Zhangqing was also puzzled; how could Chen Mang's strength have been so thoroughly beaten by Shan Hu yesterday?

It shouldn't be; having fought to this point, Shan Hu may not have suffered any loss, but he hasn't gained any advantage either.

Their battle prowess is evenly matched; there is no one-sided crushing.

So, Shan Hu's thorough beating of Chen Mang yesterday is why Ye Zhangqing finds it strange.

Not only Ye Zhangqing, but Shan Hu himself is even more bewildered; Kuang Toufa's strength today is completely different from yesterday's.

When I beat him yesterday, Kuang Toufa hardly fought back and was easily taken down.

But today, it's practically like they're two different people.

Since he has this strength, why was he beaten yesterday?

"Kuang Toufa, did you hide your strength yesterday?"

Looking at Chen Mang with a somewhat strange gaze, could this guy have some masochistic tendency?

Must he be beaten before he's willing to show his true strength? Does he feel uncomfortable all over if not struck?

Faced with Shan Hu's doubts, Chen Mang felt a bit embarrassed and gritted his teeth in reply.

"Mind your own business; yesterday I drank too much and couldn't."

It sounded like just a retort, but upon hearing it, Shan Hu looked at Chen Mang's expression and for a moment actually felt that the statement was true.

So, Kuang Toufa was given a severe beating by himself yesterday, really just because he drank too much?

But you've already reached perfection in the Heavenly Human realm, what kind of alcohol could get you drunk to the point you can't even use your own strength?

Shan Hu was curious, while Chen Mang noticed the change in Shan Hu's gaze and angrily shouted.

"Red-haired monkey, what are you daydreaming about?"

"I.............."

"Cut the nonsense, come."

Chen Mang has a habit: he likes the feeling of being drunk, he's basically a drunkard.

No matter what alcohol he drinks, he never uses Línglì to dispel its potency; instead, he just lets himself get drunk like an ordinary person, to the point of feeling blissful.

Yesterday was the same; after leaving the restaurant at Dao Yi Shengcheng, Chen Mang had already drunk quite a bit.

That's why, after encountering Shan Hu, he was directly pressed to the ground and given a fierce beating.

After he sobered up, the more he thought about it, the angrier he got, so he inquired and came to Dao Yi Shengdi.

Taking advantage of someone's peril, winning without honor—Chen Mang must regain this face no matter what.

Seeing Chen Mang somewhat flustered, Shan Hu also understood yesterday's situation—this guy really was drunk.

"Kuang Toufa, were you really drunk yesterday?"

"None of your business."

Hit where it hurts; hearing that, Chen Mang gritted his teeth, his face flushed red, and he threw a fierce punch at Shan Hu.

Today he hasn't drunk, his condition is completely different from yesterday, though Shan Hu isn't afraid of him either.

Moreover, the strength Chen Mang displayed today only excited Shan Hu more.

He's never been the obedient type; this brat Shan Hu has caused plenty of trouble in Dao Yi Shengdi—if it weren't for Ye Zhangqing's sake, Shi Song would have already thrown him into Heiyu, and he wouldn't be able to roam about so freely.

This brat is also a fervent fighter.