Part of his strength? While everyone had yet to realize what Huang Xiaolong meant, suddenly a battle qi several times stronger than Huang Weiâs, as much as ten times stronger, or perhaps even more, gushed out from Huang Xiaolongâs body shooting straight up into the air .
Everyone was dumbstruck and shivered as if theyâd seen a ghost . The elders and housekeepers jumped up from their seats as if their butts were on fire .
âFourth Order! Heâs actually a Fourth Order warrior! God, a Fourth Order warrior ah!â
âIs this an illusion? No, it's not! This isnât an illusion!â
âYour mother*, why are you pinching me?â A disciple screamed shrilly having been pinched by the person next to him .
The entire hall became speechless with shock, and some even trembled with excitement as if they have suppressed âitâ for too long .
Huang Peng, Su Yan, and even Huang Mingâs reaction was no different from the rest, they were stupefied!
Huang Qide's eyes widened in shock, so great was the shock that his mind went blank as he stared at the stage, struggling to process what just happened .
âNo, itâs impossible! You couldnât have broken through to the Fourth Order stage . Itâs impossible that you ran into some dog shit luck again!â Huang Wei cried out as if heâd lost his mind having succumbed to fear .
He couldnât believe that Huang Xiaolong would be lucky enough to come across good fortune a second time and breakthrough to Fourth Order!
Huang Xiaolong glanced at the frightened Huang Wei who was shouting like a mad man, and battle qi surged on his hands and with a loud âhongâ, Huang Wei tumbled off the stage, wailing .
With just one step, Huang Xiaolong appeared in front of Huang Wei and mercilessly stomped on Huang Wei .
Huang Weiâs eyes brimmed with fear and fury as he growled, âI won't accept this! I am the clanâs real genius! Why? Why is it that you dog of-a-thing keep running into dog-shit luck surpassing me?"
âGenius? Dog of-a-thing?â Huang Xiaolong stared coldly at Huang Wei . Then, he suddenly sent a brutal kick at Huang Weiâs stomach, and the impact and pain sent Huang Wei rolling to the edge of the stage in pain .
Huang Wei moaned pitifully as he lay on the ground .
At this point, the people in the audience recovered from their shock and started to react .
Huang Mingâs fists clenched tight as he looked at his son on the stage; his eyes gleamed with a scary coldness, but somehow, he managed to endure it .
Huang Qideâs eyes flickered as he looked at his grandson Huang Xiaolongâ could it be like Huang Wei said, that Huang Xiaolong stumbled upon some dog-shit luck again and swallowed some elixir to advance to Fourth Order?
As these thoughts crossed Huang Qide's mind, Huang Wei slowly stood up, his body quivering with the effort . His eyes burned with hatred, glaring at Huang Xiaolong he said, âYou will die!â as he lunged at Huang Xiaolong like an injured beast .
Watching as Huang Wei lunged at him, a cold light flickered in Huang Xiaolong's eyes and when Huang Wei was within armâs reach, he used both hands and struck Huang Weiâs arms .
âKa-cha!â The sound of broken bones rippled through the hall .
Just as Huang Wei started to scream in pain, Huang Xiaolong kicked at Huang Weiâs legs and the sound of broken bones echoed through the hall again .
But he didn't stop there; his palms covered battle qi hit Huang Wei squarely on the chest and âbangâ every scrap of clothing on Huang Wei body burst into pieces .
Huang Weiâs body flew out of the stage and landed heavily on the ground, naked as a newborn without even a strip of clothing on him .
âWeiâer!â Huang Mingâs voice bellowed with anger, he leapt up and rushed towards Huang Wei . When he got to Huang Wei, he saw his son coughing up blood nonstop and the bones of his arms and legs broken .
His heart ached and became filled with fury when he saw his sonâs condition, he gave Huang Wei to Elder Zhou who was beside him and ordered, âLook after the Young Lord!â After he said that, Huang Ming turned around and leapt onto the stage, and killing intent spilled out from his eyes as he glared at Huang Xiaolong and walked towards him, âYou are very cruel!â
Huang Xiaolong had an indifferent expression as Huang Ming walked toward him . Earlier on, when Huang Wei threatened to break both his arms, how come Huang Ming didnât say his son was very cruel? And during last yearâs Clan Assembly Huang Xiaolong already spared Huang Wei once by not breaking his arms then . But, he didnât expect Huang Wei to retaliate on his sister Huang Min and little brother Huang Xiaohai!
This time Huang Xiaolong would not be so lenient!
Huang Xiaolong shifted his gaze towards his Grandfather on the main podium and said in an icy voice . âDuring the Clan Assemblyâs disciple sparring no one can interfere . Otherwise, they will be dealt with according to clanâs rules! Grandfather, this is what you said earlier, right?"
Huang Qide was embarrassed, but he did not answer .
Seeing his reaction, Huang Xiaolong sneered and said sarcastically, âWhy is it that when my dad made a move, you insisted on enforcing the clanâs rules but now Huang Ming interfered and Grandfather, you are turning a blind eye? This is really fair!â
All the elders and housekeepers remained silent .
âImpudent!â Huang Qide embarrassment turned into anger and his palm slammed onto a chair beside him .
Huang Ming seeing his fatherâs attitude stopped worrying; his icy eyes fell on Huang Xiaolong, he said: âYou broke my Weiâerâs arms and legs, and now I will break both of your arm and legs!â The battle qi of a late-Seventh Order warrior released at full scale, and he sent palm strikes at Huang Xiaolongâs arms .
âXiaolong!â Just as Huang Peng wanted to leap up the stage, another silhouette that acted faster than him . In the blink of an eye, the silhouette stood before Huang Xiaolong and used both arms to counter Huang Mingâs palms .
âPooh!â In front of everyone, Huang Ming spat out mouthfuls of blood . His body flew out from the stage and crashed onto the ground, breaking a countless number of chairs as he slid to a stop .
âWhat?!â Eyes widened in shocked at they looked at Huang Ming, who lay on the ground, blood spurting out from his mouth, unable to lift a pinky .
All eyes darted towards the silhouette that stood before Huang Xiaolong .
âItâs, itâs him?!â
âHim? How could it be?â
When the residents of Huang Clan Manor saw the person who blocked Huang Mingâs attack, they couldn't believe itâs actually the slave servant Huang Xiaolong bought?!
Huang Qide, Huang Peng, Su Yan and all present almost dropped their eyes .
Since he was able to counter Huang Mingâs attack with just one move, this man definitely had the strength of an Eighth Order warrior!
Eighth Order!
Fei Hou turned towards Huang Xiaolong and respectfully asked, âYoung Master, are you alright?â
Huang Xiaolong nodded . âI'm alright . â When he said that, he looked at Huang Ming who was struggling to get up using a chair as a crutch . His eyes burned with hatred but there's also fear .
âDad!â Huang Ming called out, his voice sounded hoarse, and without warning, coughed up another mouthful of blood .
Huang Qide jolted out of his shock and flew onto the stage, his was voice calm, as his eyes bored into Fei Hou . âI didnât expect that you were a hidden master, but your actions are an insult, not putting our Huang Clan Manor in your eyes, you injured my child right in front of me!"
Huang Qide conveniently overlooked the truth! If wasn't for Huang Ming breaking clanâs rules, and then insisted to cripple Huang Xiaolongâs arms and legs, why would Fei Hou have acted? And yet he stood there and made it seem that it was all Fei Houâs fault .
Fei Hou ignored Huang Qide, indifferent and silent he stood guard behind Huang Xiaolong .
Huang Qide, seeing that Fei Hou ignored him, became angry and he shouted, âSpeak? What is your purpose lurking for within my Huang Clan Manor? If you speak up now, I will have mercy, and spare your life . Otherwise, it will be hard even to wish for death to come!"
Even though Fei Hou had injured Huang Ming with a single palm strike, Huang Qide wasn't perturbed; he felt that although Fei Hou was not weak, at most, heâd only be a late-Eighth Order warrior .