Chapter 634: Don't Say I'm Bullying You

Xiao Zhenyu listened to Lin Yang's words, showing no fear at all.

His face was full of arrogance.

"Fine, let's fight so I can see what you're made of!"

Seeing Xiao Zhenyu eager to try, Xiao Zhenxing lit a cigarette, ready to watch the show.

He had no intention of reminding Xiao Zhenyu at all!

That guy, since he's so arrogant, let him suffer a bit.

Xiao Zhenjun looked at the calm Xiao Zhenxing, frowned and asked.

"Zhenxing, this Lin Yang is your friend, right?"

"Why do you look completely unconcerned?"

"Zhenyu is still young; when he fights, he pulls no punches."

"If you happen to hurt this guy somewhere, don't blame Zhenyu."

Hearing that, Xiao Zhenxing took a puff of his cigarette and said with a half‑smile.

"Big brother, while you were abroad, did you really hear no news?"

Not long ago, Xiao Zhenjun and the others, along with the Xiao Clan elder, went abroad to have fun.

As for domestic news, they knew nothing at all.

Now hearing Xiao Zhenxing ask that, Xiao Zhenjun frowned and asked.

"What, is this person himself also strong?"

"Strong?"

Xiao Zhenxing thought for a moment, shook his head and said.

"Compared to Zhenyu, he can't be considered very strong."

Upon hearing that, Xiao Zhenjun burst out laughing.

"I thought you were going to say something else; since he's not especially strong, what's there to fear!"

"Just wait and see how Zhenyu toys with him."

Seeing Xiao Zhenjun's smug look, Xiao Zhenxing swallowed the words he was about to say.

Since these guys think they're tough, let him get knocked down a peg.

Saying they'll toy with Lin Yang, how waterlogged must their brains be to utter such nonsense!

Xiao Zhenyu strutted toward his own backyard.

"Come on, let's go to the backyard and have a match to see who's stronger."

Arriving at the backyard, the Xiao Clan elder looked at the two standing opposite each other and asked Xiao Zhenxing.

"Just how strong is Lin Yang's own strength?"

Hearing that, Xiao Zhenxing looked at his grandfather and said.

"Didn't I tell you? He's unfathomable!"

Hearing this, the elder furrowed his brows.

"I know you're close to him, but speak objectively."

"Setting aside the favors those indebted forces have done for him, how strong can he be on his own?"

Xiao Zhenxing felt his previous words had been wasted.

"Or else, wait for my father to return and ask him?"

"He knows how strong Lin Yang is."

Now, whatever I say, the elder thinks I'm speaking up for Lin Yang.

So he decided not to say anything.

After my father returns, I will naturally explain Lin Yang's strength.

At that moment, Xiao Zhenyu beckoned to Lin Yang.

"Come, attack me, so I can see how strong you are!"

Lin Yang looked at him and gave a heh heh laugh.

"Sure."

Having said that, he vanished from the spot.

Everyone in the Xiao Clan instantly lost track of Lin Yang.

When they saw Lin Yang again, he was already standing beside Xiao Zhenyu.

Only to see him raise his hand and swing a slap over.

Smack!

A crisp slap sound rang out.

Five fingerprints appeared on Xiao Zhenyu's face; he widened his eyes and stared at Lin Yang.

"You dare slap my face!"

Before he could flare up, Lin Yang backhanded him with another slap.

"Now your face is symmetrical."

Seeing this, Xiao Zhenyu shouted in anger.

He swung his fists, charging straight at Lin Yang's face.

Seeing that, Lin Yang slapped him again.

This slap, with a bit of force, sent Xiao Zhenyu flying; he hit the ground instantly.

For a moment, all the onlookers fell into dead silence.

What kind of duel is this? It's just Xiao Zhenyu getting beaten up one-sidedly.

Xiao Zhenjun glared, looking at Xiao Zhenxing.

"Zhenxing, why didn't you warn us earlier that this person is so strong?!"

Xiao Zhenxing gave that guy a glance, after saying all that himself.

Did anyone in the whole family listen?

"I did remind you, but you didn't believe me."

Hearing that, Xiao Zhenjun snorted coldly in anger.

He looked at Lin Yang, his face grim, and said.

"You're indeed formidable, able to defeat my younger brother so easily."

"Then let me, as the older brother, test you to see how strong you are."

Seeing Xiao Zhenjun standing before him, Lin Yang asked.

"Do we really have to keep fighting?"

Xiao Zhenyu, his face swollen like a pig's head, covered his face and said.

"Brother, you must avenge me!"

Xiao Zhenjun nodded and said.

"Rest assured, I am already a mid‑Zhù jī cultivator."

"I won't claim I'm invincible among my peers, but dealing with this guy is still very easy."

He shouted.

"Someone, bring out my cherished treasure sword!"

Lin Yang, hearing that, also became interested.

He actually wanted to see what treasure sword Xiao Zhenjun was talking about.

Just then, as he was curious, someone brought over a long sword inlaid with gemstones and handed it to Xiao Zhenjun.

Having taken the treasure sword, Xiao Zhenjun looked at Lin Yang proudly.

"This is a treasure sword I dug up from the antiques market; despite being several hundred years old, it can still cut iron like mud."

"If it hits you, it'll take a chunk of flesh."

"Don't think I'm being underhanded; what cultivators rely on are life‑bound treasures."

Lin Yang looked at the smug Xiao Zhenjun, shook his head with a smile, and said.

"Since you're using a weapon, I'll use one too."

He flipped his wrist and seized the Dragon Slayer Sword.

Looking at the sword in Lin Yang's hand, Xiao Zhenjun laughed.

"It's utterly ordinary, looks just average."

"But this is the sword you chose yourself, so don't blame me for striking first."

Having said that, he let out a Great Shout and charged straight at Lin Yang.

The Xiao Clan Elder saw this and raised his eyebrows.

His insight is beyond ordinary people; Lin Yang conjured a sword out of thin air.

Obviously, he possesses a Sumeru Bag.

Such a thing is extremely rare.

At this moment, he coveted Lin Yang's Sumeru Bag.

If his grandson managed to injure Lin Yang, he would have an excuse to take it.

If he lost to Lin Yang, he would personally intervene.

He wanted to fight Lin Yang and win the Sumeru Bag for himself!

Thinking this, he stared fixedly at the two of them.

Lin Yang saw Xiao Zhenjun's sword coming and, smiling, countered with his own sword.

Seeing this, Xiao Zhenjun laughed.

【95】 "Comparing sharpness with your own sword—isn't that just asking for death?"

Comparing the sharpness with one's own sword— isn't that just asking for death?

Ding

The two swords clashed, and Xiao Zhenjun's sword instantly snapped in two.

Seeing the blade fall to the ground, the Xiao Clan Elder's pupils dilated instantly.

To be able to cut his grandson's sword in one strike—this is definitely not an ordinary item.

That being the case, Lin Yang surely has plenty of treasures on him!

At this moment, he formed a bold idea.

Xiao Zhenjun wore an expression of disbelief—his treasure sword had just snapped like that.

Lin Yang looked at him, chuckling.

"You won't blame me for bullying you, will you?"

Xiao Zhenjun's face turned livid, just about to erupt in anger.

The Xiao Clan Elder then clapped his hands.

"How could it be otherwise? My grandson lost to you because he's weaker."

Seeing the Xiao Clan Elder step forward, Lin Yang raised his brow and asked.

"Elder, what do you intend to do?"