Tyrant Sky Martial Soul

Chapter 2334 - 2337: Twenty Slaps Each—Xiao Bai Face Turns into a Pig Head

"So what if you know? It’s obvious Flaming told them to say that on purpose. You want me to kill those few? Then go massacre Red Immortal Mountain after?"

"I’ve already paid for that kind of mistake once. Sigh, forget it, I won’t talk about it. Let’s go. Anyway, I know the way to the Demon Guard Post on Sky Demon Mountain, it’s not that far."

"Them gathering up is just to ride Eight Immortals Mountain’s immortal ship, that’s all. Just a bit more comfortable and a bit faster."

"In the end, everyone’s still headed to the Demon Guard Post."

The Hei Xianshan Mountain Master seemed to have some unspeakable bitterness.

Ling Xiao froze for a moment, didn’t press him, then suddenly grinned. "Mountain Master, my temper’s not like yours.

I, Ling Xiao, don’t like suffering losses!"

"Those four bastards dare lie to trick us? I’ll just beat the crap out of them."

Finishing, ignoring the Hei Xianshan Mountain Master’s reaction, Ling Xiao was already walking toward the four gatekeeping Disciples of Red Immortal Mountain.

"Kid, you’d better not cause trouble. Otherwise, I don’t care if you’re a Black Immortal Mountain Disciple or not, I’ll cripple you first and talk later."

Gatekeeping Disciple No. 1 saw Ling Xiao coming over and said with utter disdain.

Gatekeeping Disciple No. 2 sneered even colder. "Let me tell you the truth, the immortal ship is at Red Immortal Mountain right now. Anyone else can go in, but people from Black Immortal Mountain are the only ones not allowed in.

Of course, Zhou Tonɡ is an exception."

Gatekeeping Disciple No. 3 cursed, "What’d you tell him the truth for? This brat’s like a dog, he bites."

Gatekeeping Disciple No. 4 burst into loud laughter. "Relax, relax, their Mountain Master’s a turtle. As his Disciple, he’s definitely a turtle too, he absolutely won’t dare do anything.

And with just him, a mere First Layer Hell Martial Artists, what can he do?"

The four of them taking turns like that was basically a crosstalk routine, not putting Ling Xiao in their eyes at all.

They even directly cursed the Hei Xianshan Mountain Master who was standing right nearby.

And these idiots spoke the truth so loudly, clearly not putting Black Immortal Mountain in their eyes.

This wasn’t just looking down on Ling Xiao, they didn’t even take the Hei Xianshan Mountain Master seriously.

In these turtle-sons’ eyes, they probably only had that Old Witch Flaming, right?

Ling Xiao knew that Old Witch Flaming had set him up, but he hadn’t expected the old bitch would even dare use a big deal like the Upper Eight Immortals Mountain assessment to play games.

Nice!

Really fucking nice!

Flaming, keep it up!

Keep going!

If Chi Ling’er manages to pass the assessment this time, you can slap me right in the face!

What a fucking favor I’ve done you!

"Was it that Old Witch Flaming who told you to do this?"

Ling Xiao asked blandly.

"Insolent! How dare you show no respect for your elders, defy the superior and insult the Flaming Mountain Master. You really are tired of living, brat."

"I was just worrying I had no excuse to deal with this kid, and look at that, perfect timing!"

As they spoke, two of the four Guards lunged at Ling Xiao at the same time.

Hands-on the moment the words didn’t go their way.

And the one they were facing was Ling Xiao, who was going to participate in the Upper Eight Immortals Mountain assessment. If it were just any Guard, they wouldn’t dare do this.

They were doing this purely as bullies relying on their backer, knowing Flaming was behind them.

They figured crippling Ling Xiao like this wouldn’t cause any problems.

Ling Xiao had been waiting for them to make a move. If they didn’t strike first, he really wouldn’t have a legit reason to hit back.

"Two useless dogs dare lay hands on me, Ling Xiao? I’ll smash your dog mouths!"

Ling Xiao roared. Instead of backing off, facing their attack he stepped in closer, not afraid of the two working together in the slightest.

The Hei Xianshan Mountain Master saw this and was just about to step in, but suddenly stopped, even grabbing En Renfenɡ who had rushed forward.

A strange gleam flashed in his eyes.

With his kind of Cultivation Level, it was easy to see if Ling Xiao would suffer a loss in that fight.

And whether or not he needed to step in to save him.

"Bang!"

"Pa!"

With one punch and one kick, Ling Xiao neatly and cleanly knocked the two charging Guards to the ground.

But these two clearly hadn’t learned their lesson. Not only did they not wise up, they even shouted louder.

"Brothers, all together! The Mountain Master said whoever cripples this brat gets rewarded!"

It went from two people flanking Ling Xiao to all four at once.

Two of them had Late Stage of Second Level Hell Cultivation Level.

Two were Intermediate Stage and Early Stage of Second Level Hell Cultivation Level.

The four of them together would give even En Renfenɡ a headache. With Ling Xiao’s Cultivation Level lower than his, he should’ve been beaten into a pulp on the spot.

But reality turned out completely different from what En Renfenɡ imagined.

Ling Xiao barely moved much and didn’t use any Martial Skills.

He just lightly took a few steps, like a streak of Meteor under moonlight.

And then those four Guards went flying again.

Each one’s mouth was full of blood.

Each one’s face swelled up like they’d been stung by hornets, their heads turned into round balls.

"Twenty slaps each, all done in an instant. This kid has really been hiding something."

An excited smile surfaced on the Hei Xianshan Mountain Master’s face.

It had been many years since he’d gotten this excited.

"No way, Mountain Master, twenty slaps each? How fast is that?"

En Renfenɡ was completely dumbfounded.

"Renfenɡ, listen. During the assessment, you follow Ling Xiao’s lead in everything. Whatever he tells you to do, you do it. Do not doubt him.

Trust him, and at least the first trial won’t be a problem for you.

As for the second trial, that’ll be up to fate."

The Hei Xianshan Mountain Master suddenly said.

"I don’t really get what you mean, Mountain Master, but I understand."

En Renfenɡ was that kind of person. Put bluntly, he wasn’t very bright; put nicely, he was straightforward.

Once he trusted someone, he’d keep trusting them, no questions asked.

Even if the other person told him to die right now, he wouldn’t refuse.

And it was exactly people like him—fools with fool’s luck—who often made true, heart-deep friends.

The Hei Xianshan Mountain Master was both his teacher and friend, and now Ling Xiao also treated him as a friend. That was his unique charm.

"Fuck, this is not what we were told. How is this Ling Xiao easy to deal with?"

"Goddammit, we got screwed. I’ve got a date with my junior sister tomorrow, and now my face is like a pig’s head. I’m gonna die of regret."

"That’s nothing. I had a perfectly good pretty-boy face and just managed to hook up with a rich lady. And now? The meal that was already in my mouth flew away. With this face, she’ll probably think she’s seeing a ghost."

"Fuck me, this is such bullshit. Nobody told us Ling Xiao’s moves were this damn strong. That terrifying Palm Wind, forget catching it, I didn’t even see it. My vision just went completely blurry."

The four of them now regretted more than anything that they’d provoked this Demon Head named Ling Xiao.

Not only did they fail to take advantage, they got beaten into pig heads.

There’s a saying: you don’t hit a man in the face. But this brat went straight for the face, turning their four decent-looking mugs into a complete mess. It’d take a long time for them to recover.

"You four!"

"Spare us, grandpa, please spare us! We’re four pieces of trash who failed to recognize Tai Shan right in front of us. We were just hiding behind our backer, bullying others because of who’s behind us. We had no choice, the Flaming Mountain Master ordered it, we were just passing on the message."

Before Ling Xiao even finished speaking, the four scrambled up from the ground, then dropped to their knees again, apologizing in a panic.