Chapter 58: Slaughter to your heart's content!

Wu Huan, Tao Ziheng, and Lin Yu saw this and all turned their gazes toward Mu Xuan.

Mu Xuan glanced at Fang Xu, lowered his head and smiled, saying, "You're really an interesting person."

Two junior brothers, Senior Brother Wu, everyone else has already done it; we can't stand on ceremony.

After saying that, Mu Xuan tilted his head back and drained the wine in his hand; Wu Huan and the other two also tilted their heads back and drank the wine in their cups.

Seeing they had all finished drinking, Fang Xu's consciousness sank slightly into the depths of his sea of awareness.

Friend List (5/10)

Friend One: Central Prefecture·Li Xun (73%)

Friend Two: Central Prefecture·Mu Xuan (88%)

Friend Three: Central Prefecture·Tao Ziheng (82%)

Friend Four: Central Prefecture·Lin Yu (84%)

Friend Five: Yellow Prefecture·Wu Huan (22%)

Seeing that several people's names appeared on the friend list, Fang Xu immediately smiled, inverted his wine cup onto the table, and looked directly at Wu Clan Patriarch Wu Huan, saying, "We've drunk the wine; shouldn't we discuss the matter at hand?"

Wu Huan obviously hadn't expected Fang Xu to still be hot-headed; he immediately sneered:

"Aren't you going to eat some dishes?"

"Being a starving ghost on the Yellow Springs Road isn't pleasant!"

Fang Xu shook his head: "Let others take the Yellow Springs Road; I'm still young and don't want to go to the Yellow Springs now."

Hearing this, the Wu Clan Patriarch couldn't help but burst out laughing: "That's not up to you!"

"Did you see the coffin beside my son? It's prepared for you!"

After saying that, killing intent surged on his face as he fiercely waved his hand and shouted, "Attack!"

In order to kill Fang Xu, he had gathered all the martial artists the Wu Clan had accumulated over the years, a full thirty Martial Apprentices!

Among these thirty, the lowest cultivation was at the third level of Martial Apprentice, while the two highest had already reached the seventh level of Martial Apprentice.

With such strength to fight a second-level Martial Apprentice warrior, Wu Huan felt he had a sure chance of victory.

Inside the manor, the thirty martial artists holding sabers quickly surrounded the dining table.

"Alas, what a waste of a fine spread of dishes." Mu Xuan reached out, lifted the roasted chicken before him, and slowly stepped out of the encirclement.

Wu Huan, Tao Ziheng, and Lin Yu also withdrew from the encirclement at this time, standing far to the side and watching.

Fang Xu glanced at the thirty martial artists closing in, slowly rose to his feet, stretched, then his figure shot out with unbelievable speed, directly rushing to the front of a seventh-level Martial Apprentice warrior!

Before he could react, a huge fist slammed directly into his chest!

He, whose strength was already formidable, grew even stronger after absorbing the legacies of Hu Lin and four others!

With that punch, the seventh-level Martial Apprentice's chest visibly caved in, and his broken ribs immediately pierced his own internal organs!

Boom!

His body flew backward nearly ten zhang before crashing hard to the ground, losing all signs of life instantly!

One strike instantly killed a seventh-level Martial Apprentice warrior, and Fang Xu's power left everyone present stunned.

Mu Xuan, about to bite into the roasted chicken in his hand, saw this, his brows slightly furrowed, a flash of brilliance in his eyes as he lightly smiled and said, "What tremendous strength; could this kid be a Holy Body?"

"Really getting more and more interesting."

On the other side, seeing Fang Xu's ferocity, Wu Huan's heart instantly rose with a bad feeling; he immediately shouted hysterically, "What are you all standing there for! Come on together!"

The martial artists who had been restrained, upon hearing the order, glanced at each other, gritted their teeth, raised their blades, and charged at Fang Xu.

Fang Xu flickered, dodging the long blade of the first martial artist, then his body sank low, shoulder thrust forward, directly using a Iron Mountain Shoulder to slam that person backward!

Afterwards, his figure weaved through the chaotic blades, moving with an agility that was hard to fathom.

This is the innate movement technique of the Nine Monkey Staff.

Relying on this movement to wander among the martial artists, Fang Xu's left strikes and right blows, each move and form of the Eight Extremes Fist combined with the Long Arm Fist could swiftly take down a martial artist.

Originally a killing technique, with Fang Xu's monstrous strength added, these mere Martial Apprentice warriors could not resist it; in an instant, people kept spitting blood and flying out of the melee, the encirclement filled with dull impact sounds, crisp bone cracks, and the martial artists' anguished cries mingling together.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the only ones still standing on the field, aside from Mu Xuan and the four Wu Huan, were a sixth-level Martial Apprentice and a seventh-level Martial Apprentice warrior.

These two seemed to have cultivated some kind of movement technique, and under Fang Xu's slaughter they managed to survive by luck.

At this moment, the two looked at the specks of blood covering their bodies, at Fang Xu who resembled a man-shaped ferocious beast, and had already lost the courage to strike.

"Trash!"

"Kill him!"

Wu Huan was nearly driven mad by anger at this point!

These martial artists were ones he had raised at great expense with medicinal pills; now they were nearly wiped out by a mere second-level Martial Apprentice brat—utterly disgraceful!

"Old sir, we're no match for him, sorry."

The two remaining martial artists glanced at each other, simultaneously bowed their hands to Wu Huan, turned, and intended to flee outside the courtyard.

"You've eaten all my medicinal pills for free, and now you want to run?!"

Wu Huan's figure leapt suddenly, instantly arriving behind the two, and he struck each with a palm!

Martial Masters possess the ability to emit energy outward; two huge illusory palms swiftly struck their backs, sending them flying while spitting blood.

After their bodies hit the ground, blood poured from their mouths, and they lost vitality moments later.

Wu Huan landed, his eyes locked tightly on Fang Xu, his aura surging again as if preparing to strike at him without hesitation.

"Wu Huan, I'm still here!"

Mu Xuan's icy voice transmitted!

Fang Xu's displayed strength undoubtedly made him take notice; he could feel that, given Fang Xu's strength, there was a great possibility he would pass the Ascension Immortal Assembly's examination at year's end.

Moreover, he saw decent potential in Fang Xu.

Such a talent is far stronger than Wu Huan, that trash.

If it weren't for this favor owed by the master back then, they wouldn't have come all the way to Maple Forest Town just for such a worthless person.

"Old man..." Wu Huan didn't want to miss this opportunity.

He naturally also saw the terror of Fang Xu; this brat is already a monster at Martial Disciple Second Realm, and by the time he reaches Martial Disciple Seventh Realm—or even before that—I estimate I'll find it hard to kill him.

However, he is a nominal disciple of the Ascension Immortal Association; having enjoyed the benefits of this status, he must abide by the association's rules.

Wu Huan could even clearly notice that after Fang Xu displayed his heaven-defying talent, Mu Xuan's attitude toward him had already changed.

If I were to act forcefully, I might very well be slain on the spot by Mu Xuan!

After pondering for a long time, he could only choose to swallow this anger.

"Not bad! Not bad!"

Seeing Wu Huan's aura dissipate, his resentful gaze fixed on Fang Xu, Mu Xuan, unbothered, clapped his hands as he approached Fang Xu, laughing: "Although those killed were just trash, with your current cultivation, being able to possess such strength is indeed remarkable."

"Junior brother, I'll be waiting for you in Central State."

After saying that, he looked at Tao Ziheng and Lin Yu behind him and said: "Since the matter here is settled, let's go."

The two walked slowly behind Mu Xuan and followed him out of the courtyard.

"Junior brother, you're not leaving?" Mu Xuan turned his head, glanced at Fang Xu, and asked.

Fang Xu glanced at Wu Huan, smiled lightly, and said: "Senior Brother Wu, the coffin you prepared seems insufficient; I and my grandfather have also learned some craftsmanship—would you like me to make some more for you?"

Wu Huan's face turned ashen, he suppressed his anger and let out a cold snort before turning his head away.

Fang Xu, seeing this, felt somewhat disappointed.

He had originally intended to provoke Wu Huan into attacking him, then use Mu Xuan and the others to kill him, thereby eliminating future trouble.

Who would have thought that Wu Huan is also a patient turtle, actually swallowing this anger; immediately he could only follow Mu Xuan and the three others as they left the Wu family estate.

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