Xia Ping grabbed Feng Hetang and company, who were embedded into a wall, and knocked them into the ground one by one. Consequently, they screamed in pain, and sweat ran down their foreheads.
Shortly after, Xia Ping brought these people to a nearby high-rise building and threw them on the floor. Since there are no monitoring devices here, this place is just perfect to do all sorts of bad things.
âLad, donât act recklessly.â
Feng Hetang gritted his teeth and glared at Xia Ping: âMy father is a council member of Skywater City. If you do anything to me, youâll have to bear the consequences. Understood?â
âIf you are sensible, you should apologize immediately. Maybe Iâll forgive you.â
Despite his bravado, his shivering body betrayed his state of mind. Unexpectedly, he, a majestic 9th layer Martial Apprentice, is not the ladâs opponent.
He was defeated by just one punch and had several ribs broken. What a devastating outcome.
âI should apologize?â When he heard this, Xia Ping smiled and pulled hard. Suddenly, Han Shan and them heard a sharp, grating sound.
âAh!â As the son of a council member, Feng Hetang has been living like a prince. As a result, thereâs no way he can endure such pain. He screamed miserably at once.
He felt a sharp pain all over his body, as if something drilled into his heart, and nearly convulsed.
âItâs all right. Itâs just a dislocation, thatâs all. Iâm proficient at treating this sort of ailment. In fact, someone in my class gave me the nickname quack.â Xia Ping looked at Feng Hetang with a beaming smile.
Quack?!
Feng Hetang and the others became slightly green in the face. Dammit, a quack without any medicinal skills, yet he still claims that heâs proficient at treating ailments. Quacks are the ones who kill the most people. Who would let him treat them?!
There was a pop sound. Xia Ping used a bit of strength, and Feng Hetang screamed. His arm was popped beck into place.
âAs you can see, my medical skills are pretty good. The dislocated arm was popped back in. You will have a full recovery in three months.â Xia Ping assumed a satisfied expression, confident in his medical skills.
âCurses, what do you want?â Feng Hetang shouted, his face pale. With the current development of medicine, even if he has all his bones broken, he can recover in a week if he pays a huge sum and immerses himself in a nutrient solution.
But for it to take three months to recover from a dislocated arm, isnât that a fucking scam?!
âI donât wanât anything from you. I just want to try out my medical skills.â There was a pop sound. Xia Ping pulled and dislocated Feng Hetangâs arm again. Severe pain washed over Feng Hetang, and he nearly fainted.
Han Shan and company were terrified by what they saw. Heâs a devil, this bastard is simply a devil. Where did he learn this torture method? Thereâs no such thing in TV shows.
If it werenât for the fact that they were rendered immobile by the lad, they would have given their all to escape.
âLad, donât go too far! I, Feng Hetang, am the boss of Xinbo High School! My father is a council member of Skywater City! Arenât you afraid of my retaliation?!â Feng Hetang still assumed a tough stance.
Pop!
Xia Ping ignored him. He popped his arm back in and dislocated it again. He did this two or three times in a row. Screams of pain escaped from Feng Hetang mouth, cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and white foam emerged from his mouth. He almost fainted.
âNot bad. Youâre pretty tough. I like people like you.â Xia Ping clicked his tongue and exclaimed. âI often practice medical skill to save people. If I practice bone-setting another 100 times, that should be enough.â
100 times?!
Han Shan and the others broke out in a cold sweat. After just a few rounds, Feng Hetang already seems like a pig being slaughtered. If this goes on for another 100 rounds, will he still resemble a person? Heâll probably go crazy from the torture.
âDo, donât, big bro, I was in the wrong. Stop with the bone-setting. Please spare me.â Upon hearing this, Feng Hetang couldnât stand it anymore. He finally gave in and implored Xia Ping.
âSpare you? I wouldnât dare! After all, if I provoke you and make you furious, Iâll have to bear the consequences! It canât be helped! After all, youâre council member Fengâs son! Who dares to offend you?! Let me practice it a few more times.â
Along with a series of popping sounds, Xia Ping dislocated and popped back in his arm again and again.
âAh!â Feng Hetang unleashed blood-curdling screams. In the end, unable to bear the pain, his eyes rolled back, and he frothed from the mouth and fainted.
âWhat a useless fellow. If he canât bear this bit of pain, then how can he become a martial arts powerhouse, how can he enter the top 16, how can he enter a first-class university in the future? If he goes out into the world, others will make fun of people from Skywater City, will claim that people from Skywater City amount only to this much.â
The dissatisfied Xia Ping slapped Feng Hetang several times on the face and woke him up.
âThis, this!â
When Feng Hetang woke up and saw Xia Pingâs face, he suddenly turned slightly green in the face, unable to say anything unyielding anymore.
Heâs a devil!
Han Shan and the others couldnât help shout inwardly and tremble all over! What if itâs their turn next, wouldnât that be horrible?!
All of a sudden, they felt a chill run down their spine. They can no longer bear Xia Pingâs psychological games.
âBig bro, spare us.â
âWe were wrong. We failed to recognize a great individual.â
âForgive us this time and youâll have our deep gratitude. If we meet in the future, weâll get out of your way.â
âIf you want money. Weâll give you as much as we have. If thereâs anything we have, thatâs money.â
While trembling uncontrollably, Han Shan and the others begged Xia Ping to spare them, fearing that they will be tortured just like Feng Hetang.
âSo you want me to spare you?â
Xia Pingâs eyes twinkled: âYouâd rather beg for mercy from your enemy, youâd rather be tortured, than forfeit the competition! Can you tell me why?!â
As long as Feng Hetang and them press the button, the nearby staff members will rescue them. At that time, Xia Ping wonât be able to continue to torture them.
However, they donât want to press the help button, they donât want to forfeit the competition. Itâs quite strange.
âThis, this!â The eyes of Feng Hetang and them flickered. They obviously donât want to answer the question.
Before the begin of the competition, their elders warned them strongly not quit easily, stating that there will be a big shot watching, that they must display their martial prowess and talent.
If they catch the big shotâs eye, they may become a carp that leaping through the dragon gate and have a meteoric rise.
If they quit before they can display their strength, if they show such a sorry display, their elders will be disappointed.
They will be dressed down by their elders and be swept into the ranks of trash, no longer able to enter the power center of their families.
With such consequences, they dare not quit the competition lightly! But they canât tell the lad this! In that case, doesnât he have them by the throat?!
âYou wonât answer?â
Xia Ping stroked his chin and smiled like a devil: âIt seems that youâre in a predicament. However, I like people in a predicament the best.â
Like my ass!
Feng Hetang and company were furious, wishing they could kill this devil.