amaotonovel Chapter 582 The important thing is that I can give you the power you want.
Chapter 582 The important thing is that I can give you the power you want.
Perhaps due to Lingxi's instructions, there was no one watching from the training ground at this moment. Yuwen Yi and Mo Sijin had already started fighting, exchanging blows and kicks fiercely, while still bickering and arguing over who was the one in charge.
"Big Zhuang is my closest friend! You brat, you have absolutely no chance!"
Yuwen Yi threw a punch, which carried a strong wind, and at the same time, he raised his voice to show off.
"Nonsense! Brother Dazhuang didn't say he dislikes me! As long as I work hard, I'll definitely have a chance!"
Mo Sijin dodged to the side, then slapped the other person's shoulder with her backhand, her tone full of dissatisfaction.
"You're talking nonsense! Big Brother Zhuang wouldn't even look at your little tricks! Take this punch!"
"You're talking nonsense! What can you do besides brute force? You're just luckier than me, you met Brother Dazhuang a few days earlier!" The two went back and forth, neither willing to give in, both holding their breath, determined to win no matter what.
But just then, several faint whooshing sounds suddenly rang out!
Several flashes of cold light, like lurking venomous snakes, shot out from the dense bushes beside the training ground, aiming straight for Yuwen Yi and Mo Sijin's vital points in the back!
"Mo Sijin, be careful! Someone's attacking!"
Fortunately, after that "yang energy channeling" session, Yuwen Yi's internal strength and alertness improved significantly.
His ears twitched slightly, instantly sensing the danger behind him. He suddenly spun around, drew his sword from his waist, and a powerful gust of wind swept out, like an invisible barrier, accurately knocking all the hidden needles to the ground.
"Who are you, you cowardly rat?! How dare you launch a sneak attack!"
Yuwen Yi was furious and looked directly at the source of the dark needles. He saw the bushes shaking violently and two dark figures trying to escape in panic!
"One person for each of you!"
Without a second thought, he shot out like an arrow and caught up with the two men in a few leaps.
Mo Sijin was not to be outdone. Together with Yuwen Yi, they grabbed the two men who were trying to escape by the back of their collars and slammed them to the ground, sending dust flying.
"Is it you?"
When Yuwen Yi saw the faces of the two men clearly, he became even more furious. The two men lying on the ground were actually Mo Sijin's two uncles, Mo Yutian and Mo Yulong!
"So you resort to underhanded tactics when you can't win, huh? Fine! Today, I'll teach you two good-for-nothings a lesson on behalf of Grandma Mo!"
Without further ado, he began to punch the two men. Mo Yutian and Mo Yulong wanted to draw their swords to fight back, but after only a few rounds, Yuwen Yi knocked the greatswords out of their hands, and then the opponent's fists and feet rained down on them.
"Sijin! Sijin, my nephew! Help! Help me!"
Mo Yutian clutched his head, rolling on the ground as he pleaded for help from Mo Sijing.
"We're your own uncles! Tell this kid to stop! Or we'll never forgive you!"
Mo Yulong also wailed, his voice filled with panic.
Mo Sijin coldly watched the two uncles rolling on the ground begging for mercy, her face showing no sympathy. Instead, her eyes darkened, and she stepped forward to join the ranks of those "disciplining" them.
He kicked Mo Yulong in the buttocks as he spoke coldly.
"I've put up with you for too long! I've been giving you face for Grandma's sake, but you've never expected you to be so ungrateful! All you ever do is cause trouble, and now you dare to stab us in the back? Hit us! Hit us hard!"
Mo Sijin reminded Yuwen Yi beside her while kicking.
"Brother Yi, don't hit their face! Hit their body instead! If they go and cause trouble for Grandma, we'll just say we were sparring and I accidentally hit them too hard!"
Yuwen Yi's eyes darted around, and he immediately nodded.
"Got it! You're definitely the worst one!"
In an instant, the two reached a tacit agreement: one would attack Mo Yutian, while the other would take care of Mo Yulong. They used both fists and feet to give the two a thorough beating.
"Sure enough, I felt much better after beating him up, and I even found you a bit more agreeable!"
After venting their anger, Yuwen Yi and Mo Sijin exchanged a glance, surprisingly feeling a sense of camaraderie, as if they were "fighting side by side." Yuwen Yi put his arm around Mo Sijin's shoulder, and she didn't push him away.
"Let's go see if Brother Dazhuang has checked in. If Grandpa Ming is here, you can go and draw their fire!"
"Forget it, I think you're the one who deserves a beating, Brother Yi!"
The two men put their arms around each other's shoulders, as if their heated argument over Bai Yue had never happened. They chatted and laughed as they walked away, leaving behind two barely alive "uncles" on the ground.
Mo Yutian and Mo Yulong lay on the ground, feeling waves of intense pain emanating from their bodies, their hatred for Yuwen Yi and Mo Sijin burning through their teeth.
Unfortunately, the two men were not skilled enough in martial arts and were no match for the two men. They could only watch helplessly as their enemies left.
"Yu Long, how about we kill that Bai Dazhuang? Don't those two kids like that man? Let's kill him..."
Mo Yutian was interrupted by Mo Yulong before he could finish speaking.
"Heh, I'm afraid we'll get our necks snapped by Old Monster Ming before we even get close to that kid. I think Second Brother, your brain is completely useless except for torturing women!"
Just as the two were filled with resentment and malice, racking their brains for a plan of revenge, a tall figure appeared silently behind them.
The man was dressed in a long, black robe and wore a bizarre mask with a ferocious and angry expression on his face. His voice was deep and seductive, like an echo from the abyss, resounding in their ears.
"Hmph... How pathetic."
Mo Yutian and Mo Yulong froze, instinctively looking up, only to be startled by the masks on each other's faces.
"Want to take revenge?"
The masked man's voice possessed a strange magic, stirring up the hatred in the two men's hearts.
“Using conventional methods, you'll probably never catch up to them in your lifetime; you'll only be forever trampled under their feet and suffer endless humiliation. But…”
He paused, his tone becoming increasingly seductive.
"Would you like to try some extreme measures? A method that will allow you to quickly gain immense power and repay the humiliation you suffered today a hundredfold, a thousandfold?"
Upon hearing this, a flicker of greed and struggle flashed in the eyes of Mo Yutian and Mo Yulong. Looking at the other's mysterious and unpredictable appearance, they felt both fear and a strong urge, after all, powerful strength was something they had always dreamed of.
"Who...who are you? Why are you helping us?"
Mo Yulong was ultimately quite shrewd; he knew that there was no such thing as a free lunch.
"And what about the method you mentioned? Is it even true?"
Upon hearing Mo Yulong's question, the masked man let out a low laugh, then took out a bottle from his sleeve and handed it to the two of them.
"Who I am is not important. What's important is that I can give you the power you want. As for whether it's true or not... why don't you try and see?"