Chapter 293: So, It Was Like This

Your Young Lord wants to see me? Huang Xiaolong took a quick glance at the two pompous young man, What if I decline?

Ideally, Huang Xiaolong preferred not to have any conflict with this Zhao Chen, but he was not a soft persimmon that everyone could pinch or squash as they liked.

Decline? Chen Cheng and Zhang Chu exchanged a look between them before laughing in a brazen manner.

Still laughing, Chen Cheng said, Little rascal, perhaps you dont know who our Young Lord is? Our Young Lord is Young Noble Zhao Chen. In the Bedlam Lands, there is yet anyone who dared to defy our Young Lords words!

Our Young Lord orders you to go meet him, that is your greatest honor, Zhang Chu snickered, Little rascal, I advise you to follow us obediently, otherwise, hehe an undisguised antagonistic spark shone in his eyes.

Huang Xiaolong remained nonchalant, If your Young Lord wants to see me, tell him to roll over himself. Not waiting to see the two young mens reaction, Huang Xiaolong looked over to Qin Yang and the other three, saying Lets go.

Yes, Young Lord.

Roll over?! Chen Cheng and Zhang Chu were enraged hearing Huang Xiaolong actually dared to tell their Young Lord to roll over even after knowing his identity.

Bastard, youre courting death! Chen Cheng struck his fist out in rage towards Huang Xiaolong. Trailing the powerful punch was a surreal shadow of a tigers wide opened jaw.

Feeling the strong energy fluctuation coming at him, Huang Xiaolong dared not underestimate the enemy, his feet swiftly retreated as his hands formed a fist and punched outthe Great Void Divine Fist!

The Great Void Divine Fist, ethereal, yet tangible the next moment, reality and illusion overlapped, collided head-on with the tiger fist.

A booming explosion resounded, raising a curtain of sand and dust.

Huang Xiaolongs body shook, retreating more than ten meters back, however, Chen Cheng also retreated more ten meters back.

You! Chen Cheng was astounded as he stared at Huang Xiaolong, he was a peak late-Xiantian Eighth Order expert and he could see that Huang Xiaolong hadnt even broken through to the early Eighth Order.

Zhang Chu was no exception.

Brat, no wonder youre so arrogant, relying on these few points of strength. Zhang Chu smirked derisively, Do you think with only this much strength you can defy our Young Lords order?! Let me enlighten you, even if you were a Saint realm expert, theres only death in defying our Young Lord! A dark teal light burst out from Zhang Chus body, both hands formed into claws, slashing down towards Huang Xiaolong.

More than a dozen dark teal lights transformed into dozens of snakes that were as thick as an adults arm, flaring out in Huang Xiaolongs direction.

Zhang Chu was an early-Xiantian Ninth Order, a mere difference of a small order, but his attack was many times more powerful than Chen Cheng.

Huang Xiaolongs eyes narrowed, his expression turning grim. Both his hands struck out and glowing golden rings pierced the air. Where the golden rings passed, all attacks slowed down and gradually stopped in midair.

Zhang Chu was dumbfounded: what kind of battle skill was this?!

At this time, Qin Yang, Lifei, and the rest moved, blasting off the dozens of teal green snakes.

Who is it? So audacious as to fight inside the City of Myriad Gods! From afar, a voice thundered, echoes reverberated in the street, even building structures seemed to shake. In less than a breaths time, a team city guards clad in shiny black armors appeared riding on Earth Tiger mounts, galloping into the scene.

Seeing this, Chen Cheng and Zhang Chu had no choice but to stop.

Moments later, the team of city guards arrived. A seemingly captain-like middle-aged man of the team nudged his Earth Tiger mount closer, stopping in front of Huang Xiaolong and the others.

Captain Wang. Seeing the middle-aged man, Zhang Chu cupped his fist and greeted with a smile.

Wang Hai was surprised, seeing it was Chen Cheng and Zhang Chu both, he laughed and said, So it was Brother Zhang Chu and Chen Cheng. Wang Hai dismounted from the tiger beasts back as he did so.

Huang Xiaolong stood where he was, watching. It was surprising to see that Chen Cheng and Zhang Chu were familiar with City of Myriad Gods city guards captain. Judging from their greetings, they seemed to be on good terms too. He waited expectantly to see how this captain would handle the matter.

At this time, Zhang Chu proceeded to explain the situation with a smile, Captain Wang, you truly arrive at the right time, with one finger pointing at Huang Xiaolong, Zhang Chu continued, We have some previous grudges with this punk, we didnt expect him to ambush us while we werent paying attention.

Wang Hai nodded, So it was like this then, his expression became cold as he turned to look at Huang Xiaolong, Brat, dont you know its prohibited to fight inside the City of Myriad Gods? Without waiting for Huang Xiaolong to explain, Wang Hai waved at his subordinates at the back, Arrest all of them first, throw into the dungeon.

Yes, Captain.

The team of city guards quickly surrounded Huang Xiaolongs group of five.

This result raised a mocking sneer on Huang Xiaolongs face; since this was the way they wanted to play, he didnt mind slaughtering his way out.

Just as Huang Xiaolong was about to call out the Blades of Asura, preparing to let blood flow, suddenly a voice sounded from the void above: Stop! The voice wasnt loud but it contained a strong deterrence force that crushed any objection. Everyone turned to look.

A gray haired old man in mulberry robe strode over, on the chest of his robe was embroidered a double-headed celestial beast emblem, and surrounding the beast were extremely life-like dark, fiery red flames.

Noticing this persons arrival, Chen Cheng and Zhang Chus face tightened, ashen a little. In the next moment, Wang Hai hastened forward to greet the old man, Greeting Senior He!

Senior He? The name struck Huang Xiaolongs mind: He Yunxiong! This old man was none other than Millennium Citys He Yunxiong, one of the top ten experts of Bedlam Landsthat He Yunxiong.

He Yunxiong ignored Wang Hai, walking straight towards Huang Xiaolong as his eyes observed him up and down. There was praise in his eyes, rubbing his barely-exist beard in an appreciative gesture, He Yunxiong smiled, Not a bad brat, are you interested in worshipping me as your Master?

Worship He Yunxiong as master?

People who gathered closeby was dumbfounded hearing He Yunxiongs words, especially Wang Hai, Chen Cheng, and Zhang Chu, their mouths agape.

Huang Xiaolong sweated quietly, if he didnt know that this old man in front of him was He Yunxiong, hed definitely suspect whether this old man was crazy. Before Huang Xiaolong could answer, Zhang Chu stepped forward, venturing with caution, Senior He, this kid is someone our Young Lord

However, his sentence has yet to finish when He Yunxiong flick his robe sleeve and Zhang Chu felt as if he slammed into a tall mountain. His entire body shot away in a tragic holler until he reached the end of the street. Crashing onto the street pavement, not even a grunt came.

I, He Yunxiong, am talking, it is not a place where a slave like you can interrupt. He Yunxiong scoffed, not even turning around to look.

Chen Cheng looked over at the end of the street where Zhang Chus corpse laid, he was so terrified that even his bones were shivering, falling butt first to the ground. Wang Hai and the team of city guards sweated profusely, looking pale as white sheets.

He Yunxiong pointed a finger at Chen Cheng, and he was thrown back several hundred meters away, blood spurting from his mouth as he landed.

Return and tell that brat Zhao Chen that I like this kid. He Yunxiongs light, fleeting voice sounded.

Yes, yes, yes, many thanks for Senior Hes mercy in sparing my life! Chen Cheng fled for his life in panic after a series of kowtows, in a mere few seconds, his figure disappeared in the crowd.

Wang Hai felt an itching thirst in his throat, standing there and not daring to move.

Why arent you scramming away? He Yunxiong snapped at Wang Hai.

Yes, yes, Senior He. Immediately, not even climbing onto his mount, he led his subordinates and ran away on foot.