Once Scorned for My Mixed Spiritual Roots, Now They Weep at My Power! - Chapter 18 - Dare to Take My Punch

“What… what nonsense are you spouting! When have I ever used force to bully anyone?” Wen Qing was trembling with anger.

She wasn’t afraid to face Yang Xuhao in a duel. But with such a heavy accusation thrown at her, she couldn’t afford to bear it.

“Wasn’t that just now?” Yang Xuhao smiled smugly at Wen Qing’s embarrassed expression.

“Senior Brother Yang, if you want to spar with me, I’ll accept. Why bother with such excuses to slander me?”

The more anxious Wen Qing became, the more pleased Yang Xuhao felt. He spoke leisurely, “Well, whatever you say. We’re going to fight anyway, so why bother with the reasons!”

Wen Qing’s chest heaved with frustration. She couldn’t out-talk him; it seemed she’d have to resort to action!

“Senior Brother Yang, I’ll be waiting for you at the Dueling Platform.” Wen Qing, clutching her Green Bamboo Sword, stormed off in a huff.

Xiao Yun quickly held her back, “Senior Sister, what are you doing? You don’t need to deal with someone like him yourself. Let your Junior Brother handle it!”

“Junior Brother, are you crazy? Senior Brother Yang’s cultivation level is no less than mine. Even I don’t have a guaranteed victory against him, and you’re only at the early Qi Refining. How could you be his match?”

“Don’t worry, as long as I’m here today, I won’t just stand by and watch them bully you!”

Xiao Yun hurriedly explained, “No, Senior Sister, why should such a minor issue escalate into a fight? Don’t be impulsive!”

“Aren’t you angry at how they spoke about you?” Wen Qing looked at Xiao Yun incredulously.

“Of course I’m angry, but what’s the use of being angry? I do have Mixed Spiritual Roots, and they’re not wrong about that,” Xiao Yun said nonchalantly.

“So what if you have Mixed Spiritual Roots? Junior Brother, your cultivation speed…”

Xiao Yun quickly interrupted Wen Qing, “Senior Sister, please don’t say anymore. Leave this matter to me, just watch from the sidelines.”

Seeing Xiao Yun’s insistence, and knowing the issue stemmed from him, Wen Qing reluctantly nodded, “Alright, Junior Brother, how do you plan to handle this?”

“Don’t worry, Senior Sister, just watch me.”

After speaking, Xiao Yun stepped forward and approached Yang Xuhao.

“Senior Brother Yang, this was just a trivial matter. Why make such a fuss?”

“I merely said, ‘Good dogs don’t block the way,’ and Senior Brother Yang, you took it personally!”

“Then you wanted to teach me a lesson, and I had to defend myself, which led to Senior Brother Yang taking a tumble.”

“Senior Brother Yang, you lost face, and then you incited everyone against me. Isn’t that what happened? Why drag my Senior Sister into this, claiming she’s using force to oppress others?”

Yang Xuhao’s face darkened, and he said coldly, “You’re talking nonsense!”

“You insulted me first and attacked me later. The Junior Brothers merely said a few words about you, and Junior Sister Wen Qing wanted to bully them!”

“That’s the truth, so don’t waste your breath trying to argue. Everyone’s eyes are clear.”

Xiao Yun shook his head and sighed, “Alright, alright. Now we’re at an impasse, neither side can convince the other.”

“How about this: you don’t believe my Mixed Spiritual Roots could have thrown you, right?”

“Do you dare stand still and let me punch you? If you remain unscathed, I’ll admit I’m wrong, and you can do whatever you want, Senior Brother. But if I manage to knock you down or injure you, let’s just drop this whole matter and never speak of it again. Do you dare to accept?”

Yang Xuhao couldn’t help but scoff, “Arrogant! You’re just a newcomer with Mixed Spiritual Roots. Letting you punch me? Even if I stood still and let you hit me all day and night, you wouldn’t be able to scratch me!”

“Not just you, even your Senior Sister Wen Qing couldn’t harm me barehanded!”

Xiao Yun was taken aback. Wow! Is this guy really that tough? Even Senior Sister can’t break through his defense? I might have underestimated him!

Xiao Yun smiled slightly and continued, “I know full well that your cultivation level is high, Senior Brother Yang. As a newcomer with Mixed Spiritual Roots, I’m definitely no match for you!”

“What I mean is, if you don’t use any techniques and just rely on your physical body to take a hit from me, do you dare?”

Yang Xuhao frowned slightly, wondering what this kid was up to. Even without using techniques, someone at the Qi Refining Realm couldn’t harm him. Not to mention this newcomer with Mixed Spiritual Roots, even the prodigy Chu Hongyan couldn’t hurt him! Could this kid have some trick up his sleeve? But what could a Mixed Spiritual Roots cultivator possibly do? Without using Magic Treasures or Spells, even if he’s mastered Drawing Qi into the Body, he can’t touch me! How laughable, this Mixed Spiritual Roots cultivator knows nothing about real power!

Seeing Yang Xuhao hesitate, Xiao Yun quickly added, “What’s wrong, Senior Brother Yang? Could it be that you can’t handle a punch from someone with Mixed Spiritual Roots?”

“If that’s the case, it’s no wonder I managed to throw you. So stop with the nonsense about just trying to scare me.”

Yang Xuhao sneered, looking at Xiao Yun with disdain, “A mere Mixed Spiritual Roots cultivator, I doubt you can pull any tricks.”

“Let’s be clear, if I take your punch, you’ll kneel and crawl around the Scripture Pavilion three times, barking like a dog three hundred times!”

“As long as you can take my punch, you can call the shots!” Xiao Yun replied with a grin.

“You said it yourself, I didn’t force you!” Yang Xuhao said coldly.

“I did say it, and all the Senior Brothers and Sisters here can bear witness,” Xiao Yun smiled.

“Fine, I’ll take this punch!”

Yang Xuhao stepped forward, puffing out his chest as he stood in front of Xiao Yun. He lightly tapped his chest with his fist, “Go ahead!”

Xiao Yun’s lips curled into a slight smile. Alright, this guy took the bait. You really think I’m just a Mixed Spiritual Roots cultivator? If this punch doesn’t knock the stuffing out of you, then you’re tougher than I thought!

After a whole night of cultivation, Xiao Yun could feel his body had grown significantly stronger. Though he wasn’t sure exactly how much, he felt at least ten times stronger than when he lifted the giant stone yesterday!

With six thousand jin of force, how could Yang Xuhao withstand it without being blown away? Even if he doesn’t get blown away, as long as he takes a few steps back, he won’t have the face to continue this nonsense!

Wen Qing frowned as she approached Xiao Yun and whispered, “Junior Brother, you’re being reckless. Is this your plan?”

Xiao Yun waved his fist with a smile, “Senior Sister, watch how I stand up for you!”

“Stand up for me? You’re just going to embarrass yourself! Senior Brother Yang is at the Golden Core Realm. Even without using techniques, his physical strength is beyond your reach.”

“Do you really think your strength is that great? You have no idea what the Golden Core Realm represents!”

“Never mind, it’s my fault for not teaching you about this.”

“Listen to me, don’t throw that punch! Let me handle this!”

Yang Xuhao, seeing Xiao Yun hesitating and whispering with Wen Qing, couldn’t help but say, “Are you going to punch or not?”

“If not, just admit defeat and crawl around the Scripture Pavilion a few times, bark like a dog, and give everyone a good laugh!”