Repugnant Gateway Chapter 97

Actually, from the moment An Zeng and Zhang Dingbang started fighting, this news had already spread like wildfire.

But Zhang Dingbang clearly knew that the longer he dragged it out, the worse it would be for him. His orders were to get rid of the dispute, and now that he had no advantage at all, it made him more and more frustrated.

He pushed out no less than a hundred iron beads with both hands, while An Chou picked up a bluestone to block in front of him.

At the seventh level of the Refinement Realm, his body was already extremely outstanding and had the strength to crack open stone tablets.

When Zhang Dingbang saw that An Zeng was hiding behind the stone slab, he quickly rushed over and smashed his fist onto the stone slab.

This limestone was originally cracked by the iron bead, but Zhang Dingbang's punch was able to shatter it.

His fist smashed through the shattered stone slab. One could only imagine how powerful this punch was.

However, there was nothing behind the limestone.

The struggle vanished.

""Too slow.""

The voice of An Zen came from behind Zhang Dingbang. He reached out and grabbed Zhang Dingbang by the collar of his shirt, then threw him down and pushed him down to the ground.

Zhang Dingbang's back heavily hit the ground, causing the stone floor to crack like a spider web.

With a stuffy groan, Zhang Dingbang reached out from his sleeve, and a dagger flashed with a cold light as it stabbed towards An Zeng's lower abdomen.

An Zeng kicked the dagger away, Zhang Dingbang took the opportunity to slide backwards and stand up again.

An Zeng threw a fist at Zhang Dingbang's chest, and Zhang Dingbang used his right fist to meet An Zhan's fist head-on once again.

At this moment, the two of them were too close to each other. After punching out, they did not stop and each took turns attacking with their left and right fists.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Sounds rang in the ears as both of them received several punches.

In just ten seconds, no one knew how many punches the two of them had thrown.

It seemed that both of their faces were a little pale, and Zhang Dingbang was the first to retreat, gasping heavily.

""Are you out of breath?""

He looked at An Zhe and laughed coldly, ""Wild kids like you from the village already have an impressive cultivation base like you.""

But do you know what the difference is between you and me?

""Not only in terms of cultivation, but also in terms of foundation.""

He fished out a pill from his pocket by his waist and shook it, ""This is Yuan Replenishing Pill, an authentic red grade pill. Eating one can recover one-tenth of your cultivation. Even if you have money, you might not be able to buy it.

""I don't think you've ever seen a person like you in your entire life …""

Before he could finish his words, An Zhe grabbed a handful of Energy Replenishing Pills and popped them into his mouth, chewing on them with a 'kacha kacha' sound.

Chang Dingbang's face turned green.

Seeing Zhang Dingbang standing there in a daze, An Zhe walked to the stall that had been broken up and found a wine jug. He gulped down a mouthful of wine, then rushed down that mouthful of Energy Replenishing Pill.

""What did you say?""

he asked.

Zhang Dingbang looked at An Zhe before lowering his head to look at the Energy Replenishing Pill he was holding in his hand. His face was so twisted that it looked as if someone had just tainted it.

An unprecedented feeling of frustration and humiliation made the fire in his heart burn even hotter. Of course, his face was also burning fiercely.

After hesitating for a moment, he stuffed the Energy Replenishing Pill into his mouth and began to recuperate with his luck.

""What an idiot.""

The instant Zhang Dingbang put the Restoration Pill into his mouth, he rushed over. While Zhang Dingbang was still feeling good, he saw that An Zhe's fist had already arrived in front of his face.

He jerked his head down and dodged, then his knee bumped into Anjou's lower abdomen.

An Zeng's hand pressed down, pressing Zhang Dingbang's knee back down.

Then he spun around, picked up Zhang Dingbang by the thigh, and threw him to the ground.

Before Zhang Dingbang could react, An Zeng swung his body and crashed into a pillar of the roadside store, directly breaking that thick pillar.

Zhang Dingbang cried out in pain, his voice so hoarse that it sounded as if it had split open.

""The food you eat can barely be considered a red dish, and it's a real red dish. You really don't know anything about it.""

After you finish eating, you still need to recover smoothly. Do you think fighting is child's play?

Take a pill, then call out a two-three, and your opponent will wait for you to fart before continuing?

""Oh … Do you think that what I eat is as rotten as the Energy Replenishing Pill you ate? You think that I can only continue fighting with you after feeling good about myself.""

An Zeng stepped on Zhang Dingbang's chest, directly breaking a few ribs.

Zhang Dingbang grunted, unable to even shout.

""I … I am from the Grand Cauldron Academy. You dare to hit me … You dare to hit me!""

He yelled intermittently, while An Zhe punched Zhang Dingbang in the face one after another. Within a few seconds, Zhang Dingbang's face had been beaten into a pig's head.

""You are here to kill me. Do you think I should just stand there and wait for you to kill me?""

An Zeng stood up and looked at Zhang Dingbang, who was already covered in mud, ""If it wasn't for the fact that you committed murder on the street, you would have already been dead by now.""

He stood up, and a gale blew behind him.

Without thinking, An Zui rushed forward and then pulled Zhang Dingbang up and threw him out.

With a 'Pu' sound, a long blade hacked down and directly cut Zhang Dingbang into two halves.

The youngest young man, who had been standing beside Zhang Dingbang, looked at An Zeng with a gloomy expression.

It was as if he had killed his comrade, and he felt no regret at all.

Zhang Dingbang's body was split into two, and blood rained down like a torrent, sprinkling all over this person's body.

The bright and clean Grand Cauldron Academy uniform he wore immediately added a few traces of blood to it.

The man who had been standing beside Zhang Dingbang was the one who had urged Zhang Dingbang and An to fight.

Amongst the students of the Grand Cauldron Academy, he was the most unremarkable.

However, no one had expected him to be so ruthless.

An Zhe's face changed and he had to re-examine the short young man.

This was not the first time he had killed someone with such viciousness.

He didn't even have any remorse after killing his comrades, let alone killing others.

""Grand Cauldron Academy's Ding Shengxia, I challenge you.""

The man raised his hand in a salute. When he said those words, his mouth did not even open, appearing rather sinister.

""You killed someone.""

An He argued.

Ding Shengxia smiled, ""You clearly killed him.""

An Zaiyue replied, ""Looks like you have to kill me today. Even if you can't kill me, you have to punish me with some sort of crime and kill me in prison?""

Ding Shengxia pointed around and asked, ""Who do you think they are?""

Don't worry, your guess is correct. They will give the Fang family a uniform evidence. You killed my companion, and I only acted to prevent the killer from escaping.

""So, if I fail and kill you again, it won't be that big of a deal.""

An Zeng looked around and then shook his head, ""You've done a good job in beating up your opponent's mentality, but I don't believe what you said. You didn't even believe what you said when you said that.""

""You are better than Zhang Dingbang, you know how to make your opponent's mentality mess up first.""

Ding Shengxia shrugged her shoulders indifferently. ""I didn't beat you up. Now, these people are not our people, but once they enter the Fang House, they will be our people.""

He suddenly struck out with his saber. The distance between the two was about three meters, but a blade aura actually extended out from the blade. It was as sharp as a real steel blade.

The blade energy was a pale white, like a burning flame.

An Zeng dodged to the side, his blade Qi slashed on the ground, creating a long and straight crack.

""Let's see how many times you can dodge!""

Ding Shengxia stomped his foot on the ground, rotated his body and chopped out horizontally, ""Dance of the Fallen Leaves.""

His body was as light as a leaf, as if he was being blown away by the wind.

His movements were graceful and graceful, and even the best dancers could not see better.

But this was a killing dance, and every movement was filled with killing intent.

Moreover, the dance steps were very casual, changing completely according to the opponent's movements. However, it was as if the dance had been meticulously made up, and it looked very pleasing to the eyes.

It was as if a whirlwind had caught up with An Zaihai, who stood in the center of the whirlwind, surrounded by Ding Shengxia's shadow. There was no way out.

""Good knife.""

An Zhe kept his eyes on the blade, because the chilling cold of the blade was not because of Ding Shengxia's cultivation level. It was because this blade could extend Ding Shengxia's cultivation level.

A good magical equipment could increase a cultivator's strength by multiple folds.

The beads of blood on An Zeng's wrist began to heat up slightly, and the scales of the holy fish were on the verge of popping out.

On the bead, the four words ""Fish"" became clearer.

However, An Zeng suppressed the desire to fight within the bracelet and did not summon the fish scales.

This was Fang Bancheng, and anyone who made a move on An Zaihai was able to see it clearly.

How important the scales of the sacred fish are, and whether they are so magical, I am not sure.

However, this was the sacred artifact of the Ancient Hunting Clan, the item that belonged to Gu Qianye. It was not allowed to be taken away by others.

That was why he had been dodging all this time. His true self was like a butterfly drifting in the midst of a storm.

It looked extremely dangerous, but An Zhe was able to avoid killing intent from within the blade qi.

""Dance of the Rain.""

Having not killed An Zaihai for a full three minutes, Ding Shengxia was obviously angry.

His movement suddenly changed and he suddenly sped up.

The speed of the blade was getting faster and faster. It was as fierce and continuous as rain.

He was surrounded by the pale white blade-qi that was flashing out of the eyes on his long saber. The shops on both sides of the street were filled with scars caused by the blade-qi.

An Zeng flew up, and the blade Qi extended under his feet, drawing a straight line on the street.

All the obstacles on this line had been hacked open by the saber Qi.

An Zeng dodged again, leaving behind a thin scar on the pillar, then the pillar suddenly fell down.

""Other than running, what else do you know!""

Ding Shengxia's dancing speed became faster and faster as her body gradually became a blur.

However, An Zhe still held back. He couldn't reveal his true strength before the Autumn Ceremony.

Even when he was fighting Liu Kuan, An Zhe didn't use his full strength.

He knew that some people wanted him dead, and some didn't want him dead.

This was not a battle between him and Ding Shengxia, but a battle between two forces.

He and Ding Shengxia had been fighting for more than ten minutes, and the shops around them were in a complete mess.

Ding Shengxia's complexion had already reached the limit. He turned around and shouted to the rest of the people from the Grand Cauldron Academy, ""Attack together and kill him first before we speak.""

As soon as he finished speaking, the back of the surrounding crowd began to move. Immediately afterwards, it was as if there was an invisible mass of air exploding between those people.

Six ensign Qian Ji strode in from the crowd, their hands on the hilt of the bloodshed knife at their waists.

As soon as they saw these officers, those from the Great Cauldron Academy immediately stopped in their tracks, their faces ugly to behold.

They looked at Ding Shengxia, the meaning in their eyes were … .this time, they had failed.

However, Ding Shengxia was already thoroughly infuriated by the conflict. She continued to attack with her saber and saber, each one faster and fiercer than the last.

""Stop.""

The commanding officer, Lieutenant Qianji, said two words.

Ding Shengxia clenched her teeth and continued to attack without stopping.

""Scram!""

That field officer suddenly drew his knife and everyone saw a flash of red light.

It was the color of blood, filled with killing intent and chilliness that overflowed into the heavens.

It was a blood-soaked blade, a blood-stained blade that would cause anyone who heard of it to be terrified.

Ding Shengxia's body flew backward after the blade flew out for more than a dozen meters.

The officer retracted his blade, and his cold gaze swept across the people from the Grand Cauldron Academy.

Those people subconsciously retreated, their hands trembling.

""Understood.""

""This is the first time that the Blood Drain Knife has been drawn without being stained with blood. If you come again, I will let the Blood Drain Knife drink the blood.""

Ding Shengxia struggled to sit up from the ground and shouted to An Zaihai, ""I will definitely kill you!""

An Zaiyue turned around and pointed at the four coins on the floor. ""I'll reward you.""

Ding Shengxia suddenly slapped the ground, so angry that her eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Chapter end