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Apart from these two groups, a large number of Lingxiao Pavilion disciples gathered around the outer perimeter, watching the spectacle. There were quite a few of them, pointing and discussing the scene.
With a hint of confusion, Yang Kai squeezed into the crowd and slowly made his way to where Li Yuntian and the others were.
Casually glancing, he noticed that Su Mu in the center was now bruised and battered, looking extremely disheveled, and was currently engaged in battle with a youth not much older than him. The youth had a calm and composed expression, with no signs of injury on his body, and a contemptuous smile on his face. While fending off Su Mu's attacks, he taunted him, causing Su Mu to roar in a low voice, charging forward bravely each time, only to be easily countered by the other.
After watching for a moment, Yang Kai's brows furrowed slightly. He realized something was off. Su Mu's attacks weren't missing the youth; rather, his attacks had no effect on the youth. His fists hit the other without the youth even flinching, while if Su Mu was hit, he would definitely suffer some minor injuries.
The yuan qi fluctuations from their techniques were about the same, meaning their strength was not much different. How could there be such a disparity in the fight?
"What's going on?" Yang Kai patted Li Yuntian's shoulder and asked.
Li Yuntian turned around, his expression filled with joy. "Senior Brother Yang!"
This shout made Zhao Hu and the others notice Yang Kai as well. They all greeted him and then turned back to face the opposing group.
"How is Su Mu not a match for him?" Yang Kai asked, puzzled. "Their strength should be about the same, right?"
Li Yuntian nodded quickly, his expression indignant. "Yes, Su Shao is currently at the second level of Kaiyuan Realm, and that person is at the third level. If it were a fair fight, even if Su Shao isn't a match, the other wouldn't have it easy either. But this person is despicable and shameless. In a challenge between fellow disciples, he actually wears a defensive secret treasure. How can Su Shao's techniques be effective?"
Yang Kai's face darkened. "A defensive secret treasure?"
"Yes," Li Yuntian gritted his teeth. "He is the eldest elder's grandson, named Wei Zhuang. His defensive secret treasure was bestowed by the eldest elder."
"Another second-generation scion?" Yang Kai vaguely understood. Su Mu also had an elder backing him, and Wei Zhuang was the eldest elder's grandson. Both had support and similar status. Others might not dare to fight Su Mu, but he didn't. However, wearing a defensive secret treasure during a challenge between fellow disciples was going too far.
"The eldest elder and the second elder have always been at odds, and as a result, Su Shao and Wei Zhuang also look at each other with disfavor. This time, he seized the opportunity and will surely give Su Shao a harsh lesson," Li Yuntian was secretly anxious.
Yang Kai responded with a "Oh," and said, "So it's just a petty internal conflict."
"Senior Brother Yang, think of a way to save Su Shao. You know his temper. If this continues, he will definitely suffer serious injuries," Li Yuntian pleaded.
Yang Kai's expression was calm. "In a challenge between fellow disciples, if one's skills are inferior, they must take the beating. Are Lingxiao Pavilion disciples afraid of this?"
"But this fight isn't fair. Wei Zhuang relies on the power of his secret treasure."
Yang Kai sneered. "The world isn't fair! The weak are preyed upon by the strong, and the strong are respected. You should have known this long ago."
Li Yuntian was speechless, unable to argue.
In a challenge between fellow disciples, they indeed couldn't intervene. Although Yang Kai had been fierce recently, the sect's rules were clear. How could they expect him to save Su Mu like last time?
In the center, Su Mu was already swaying, his attacks lacking strength. Wei Zhuang, however, was laughing heartily, extremely pleased. He patted his chest and said, "Su Mu, don't be shy, hit me here. I'll stand still today. If you can make me feel pain, I'll admit defeat."
Su Mu's eyes were hazy, his fists covered in blood. The defensive secret treasure Wei Zhuang wore not only provided protection but also had a yuan qi rebound effect. Each time Su Mu threw a punch, he had to endure most of the force, which is why his fists were injured.
Hearing Wei Zhuang's arrogant words, Su Mu spat out a mouthful of blood and sneered, "If you have the guts, take off that turtle shell inside. If I don't beat you to the ground, I'm not your grandson!"
Wei Zhuang's expression turned cold, his face becoming fierce. He sneered, "You have some nerve! Daring to take advantage of me! You will pay for your words!"
Clearly enraged, Wei Zhuang rushed to Su Mu in two steps, sweeping a punch at Su Mu's face. In his weakened state, Su Mu tried to block with his hand, but his condition was no match for the other, and he failed to block the attack. His cheek was struck, swelling immediately, and his body was spun halfway around.
Wei Zhuang, with the momentum of a tiger, didn't stop there. He kicked Su Mu to the ground and pummeled him with both fists.
Su Mu struggled to resist, but it was futile. The secret treasure Wei Zhuang wore clearly had a significant effect, not something Su Mu's strength could break through.
"Call me grandpa, and I'll let you off!" After a while, Wei Zhuang stopped and threatened.
Su Mu looked at him coldly, sneering.
Last time, Su Mu didn't yield even when Cheng Shaofeng almost hit him with a stone. How could he compromise this time?
"I'll make you laugh!" Wei Zhuang didn't hold back, and after a few punches, Su Mu's teeth were knocked out, and blood flowed from his nose, his appearance unbearable to look at.
Wei Zhuang's brutality exceeded that of Cheng Shaofeng from that day.
"Su Shao!" Li Yuntian and the others couldn't bear to watch any longer and took a step forward, but they were constrained by the sect's rules and couldn't rescue him.
Wei Zhuang didn't strike again but instead sneered at Li Yuntian and the others, saying, "Want to save him?"
Li Yuntian and the others didn't respond, breathing heavily, their faces filled with righteous indignation.
"I'm asking you, do you want to save him?" Wei Zhuang slapped Su Mu's face again and asked fiercely.
Seeing Su Mu attacked again, Li Yuntian and the others hurriedly nodded, fearing he would strike again.
"If you want to, kneel down! Kneel and kowtow a few times. If I'm in a good mood, I'll let him off today!" Wei Zhuang, unable to deal with Su Mu, turned his attention to Li Yuntian and the others. Since they were Su Mu's subordinates, humiliating them was equivalent to humiliating Su Mu.
Hearing this, the onlookers were stunned, and Li Yuntian and the others were utterly humiliated.
Su Mu struggled to look at Li Yuntian and the others, his eyes filled with rage, and said, "Don't listen to him!"
"Slap!" Su Mu was hit again.
Li Yuntian and the others were shocked, knowing that if they hesitated any longer, Su Mu would suffer more. They glared at Wei Zhuang with infinite sorrow and slowly knelt down.
Yang Kai looked at them in surprise, not expecting them to go to such lengths for Su Mu. A man's knees are worth their weight in gold. If their bond wasn't deep, who would kneel for another?
Yang Kai had thought Li Yuntian and the others were just following Su Mu, a second-generation scion, for food and drink, but now it was clear that wasn't the case.
Wei Zhuang's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly chuckled, looking down at Su Mu from above. "I didn't expect the dogs you trained to be so obedient."
Tears of humiliation streamed down Su Mu's eyes! Even when Wei Zhuang beat him to a pulp, he didn't shed a tear, but now, seeing Li Yuntian and the others kneeling, the tears uncontrollably flowed down his cheeks.