The Man with a Tragic Past Makes Another Appearance
“What sort of man sprinkles flower petals?” mocked Long Xingyun, as one of the few who didn’t recognise the notorious man playing saviour of the day.
“You are just ignorant. This is to set the ambience. I’m sprinkling these flower petals to brighten up the mood here.”
He didn’t care what people thought of him. He acted infatuated with the flower petals. His mannerisms were refined and gentlemanly as always. He was the one and only undefeated Xin Buxing.
“You want to fight as humanity’s representative? I don’t like killing nobodies. Announce yourself,” Long Xingyun brusquely demanded.
Mu Yu and others recited to themselves, “My na is Xin Chuixue. They call Xin Haoshuai. You can call Xin Shuai.”
“My na is Xin Chuixue. They call Xin Haoshuai. You can call Xin Shuai.”
Mu Yu rolled his eyes at the unsurprising introduction.
“All right, Xin What’s-Your-Face, I hope you’re ready.” Long Xingyun couldn’t read Xin Buxing’s cultivation level. Despite that, he maintained a low vigilance level, believing himself to be superior to humans.
Xin Buxing waited for Long Xingyun to assu his pose, and then the forr perford a “stop” hand gesture. “Wait, give a count of one hundred while I settle our race’s issues first.”
Xin Buxing descended into humanity’s crowd without waiting for a Long Xingyun’s response, offending the dragon race’s descendent. Anyone used to the unorthodox faction wouldn’t let it get to them. They were capricious, after all.
Xin Buxing generated a gust of wind with a wave of his hand, rocking everyone. He dragged an individual out and stepped on him. The cultivator Xin Buxing stepped on was the one who started casting bla on Mu Yu for hurting the rhinoceros, Tian Ping.
Tian Ping was a Body Severing Realm Second Layer cultivator and one of the ten Cang Wanzi originally selected to fight in the team battle.
“Xin Buxing, what are you doing? Get your foot off !” blustered Tian Ping.
“Elders, I shall teach this nimrod trying to prove he lacks a brain a lesson before I go back to fight. Else, he will start complaining I should not have left the fiend on the brink of death. That would be unfair, right? Elder Cang Wanzi, you do not mind, do you?” Xin Buxing gave Cang Wanzi a bow, smiling with his eyes narrowed.
“Hmph, you’re an unorthodox faction disciple, aren’t you? When is that uncouth shifu of yours going to die?”
“Oh, you know my shifu? That is an honour. I will be sure to ask him for the date and get back to you, haha.”
There was nothing surprising about Xin Buxing’s response. It was typical for the unorthodox faction mbers to behave in such fashion.
“Those who mindlessly flap their gums do need education, indeed. Do as you see fit,” answered Cang Wanzi.
“Thank you, Elder.” Xin Buxing bowed again.
“Xin Buxing, if you dare to hurt , my father w-, ah!”
The red handprint on Tian Ping’s face was as clear as day.
“I was annoyed when the rhino claid his skin was thick. I was sure my skin is thicker. After I heard you, though, I realised you beat us both.” Xin Buxing slapped Tian Ping again, excavating blood and teeth out. “Damn, even my hand is numb. Your skin certainly is thick.”
Xin Buxing ted out more slaps until Tian Ping’s face was swollen to the point that he couldn’t speak. None of the youths could hold a candle to Xin Buxing, so they watched on, scrunching their faces each ti his hand made contact with Tian Ping’s face.
Xin Buxing rubbed his hands. “Hey, rember to refrain from speaking in the future if you’re not man enough to fight.”
Xin Buxing threw Tian Ping aside and returned to confront Long Xingyun.
“Where are you up to? Haven’t got to a hundred yet, surely? Let’s start,” Xin Buxing took out his fan and blithered.
“You’re an interesting fellow.”
“Yeah? I think fighting a man is boring.” Xin Buxing peered past Long Xingyun. The Body Severing Realm Ninth Layer fox fiend was the new apple of his eye. He ran his hand over his chin and said, “Hold up, hold up. How about you have a break, and let the cute fox fight ? I would love to have a conversation with her.”
Fox fiends were the most enthralling among fiends. Xin Buxing infuriated Cang Wanzi with his inappropriate timing and behaviour.
“If you can beat , I’ll let Xiaohu fight you.”
“What a drag. By the way, have you heard about my past?”
“Why should I care?” Long Xingyun scrunched his nose.
Human cultivators pald their faces.
“I think I was wrong to count on him,” Cang Wanzi remarked. “I can’t tell if he’s protecting our dignity or embarrassing us anymore.”
“You won’t think I’m interesting after you hear my backstory. The story begins a long way back. My grandma drowned when I was four. My grandpa was killed in cold blood as part of revenge. My mother committed suicide when I was seven. I was sold to a brothel when I was eight because my beauty put won to sha. When the perverted paedophile pulled my pants down, he was disappointed I was a boy. Because I possess intelligence this world has never before seen or will ever see again, he took in as his disciple. After hearing my misfortunate past, he nad Xin Buxing. I call myself Xin Chuixue when I’m out and about. You can call Xin Shuai.”
Xin Buxing then sprinkled so flower petals prior to caressing his flute. He began to play his signature lancholic track.
“Does Xin Buxing actually think he’s amateur trick is going to work on the fiends?” soone cursed.
Before long, Long Xingyun clutched his chest and shut his eyes. He plumted straight into the ground and lied still.
Eyes popping, fiend and human jaws dropped to the ground.
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