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Shi Ling looked over and saw that the servants who had already left had returned. Amongst them, Fatty Xu, who was walking at the front, had a furious expression on his face, and there was a clear palm mark on his right cheek. Needless to say, he must have been beaten up by someone.

In his rage, he kicked over the bamboo cages that were filled with garbage before he passed by them. He then kicked out all of the rubbish inside the cages.

When he saw this scene, Shi Ling's eyes widened in anger. He had worked himself to death and had spent the whole afternoon doing this, but now he was kicked and spilled all over again. How could this not make him angry?

The tall, skinny man from before came to Fatty Xu's side and stopped him. Only then did Fatty Xu stop and sit down angrily under a roof.

At this moment, Shi Ling's face was filled with traces of unhappiness and bloodstains. The surrounding people all looked at Shi Ling with strange smiles on their faces.

Even Fatty Xu looked much better when he saw that Shi Ling had been beaten up to the point that he was bleeding all over. However, when he touched Shi Ling's hot face, he was still annoyed. At that moment, a group of servants surrounded him.

"Brother Xu, you don't have to care, isn't she just a stinking woman?" Whether or not she can pass the disciple test is uncertain. As long as she can't pass, then we will think of a way to capture her and let Brother Xu punish her, don't you think so? "

As the lanky man said this, the surrounding people started to laugh strangely. Fatty Xu also started to laugh wickedly. In his mind, he couldn't help but recall that female disciple he had seen earlier.

From the words of these people, he could tell that when he was outside earlier, Fatty Xu met a female disciple that he had just recruited. He thought that she was quite pretty, so he praised her a few times, only to be sent flying by that female disciple's slap.

That was why the previous scene had happened. When Fatty Xu returned, he looked furious, his face still had a slap mark on it. When he saw Shi Ling, he started punching and kicking him.

At this point, Fatty Xu looked at the slowly rising Shi Ling and shouted, "Hey, kid, come over here for a moment."

Shi Ling turned around and threw him a look, ignoring him. Then, he turned and walked out of the room. Seeing this, everyone's eyes were filled with astonishment. They never expected Shi Ling to dare disobey Fatty Xu's orders.

He was already furious today. After being slapped by a woman, how could he not be angry when a piece of trash like Shi Ling dared to ignore him? He immediately stood up and chased after Shi Ling.

Fatty Xu came behind Shi Ling and kicked him to the ground, then punched and kicked him. Some people were like this, not even daring to breathe in front of those stronger than themselves, being as obedient as a dog and acting arrogantly in front of those weaker than him.

Obviously, Fatty Xu belonged to this category. Towards sect disciples, even if he was angered, he would not dare to say a single word. However, towards Shi Ling, as long as he did not like him, they would be at each other's throats.

"Bastard, you dare to not listen to my words? Your wings must be stiff, and you must be full of energy. Come on, let's fight one on one. Isn't that amazing?"

Every time Fatty Xu spoke, he would kick Shi Ling until all the tendons and bones in his body were broken, and he no longer had any intention of stopping. This time, no one came over to stop him, just watching as he was beaten up.

"Bastard, I wonder which bastard your mother gave birth to you, yet you still dare to look at me in the face."

Fatty Xu roared louder and louder.

When Shi Ling, who had fallen at Fatty Xu's feet, heard the other party insult his mother, his eyes immediately turned red. He then grabbed Fatty Xu's foot, and with incomparable rage, he looked at Fatty Xu and said, "Say it again!"

Shi Ling can ignore your insults and beatings, but if you dare to talk about his mother and his family, he will not hesitate to die with you.

At this moment, there was an unprecedented rage in Shi Ling's eyes. It was as if he ignored all the pain on his body as he slowly stood up and stared straight at Fatty Xu.

Fatty Xu was also stunned. He looked at Shi Ling's bloodshot eyes and the aura that erupted from his body, causing him to instinctively want to retreat. Yet, Shi Ling had just thrown a punch at Fatty Xu.

With a loud thud, Fatty Xu's stomach was severely punched by Shi Ling, causing him to fly backwards. It was hard to imagine that the thin Shi Ling was actually able to unleash such great power with that one punch.

As for Fatty Xu, who had been sent flying, his body slammed heavily onto the ground, his eyes filled with disbelief as he watched Shi Ling walk towards him step by step. At this moment, he was actually frightened by the aura that suddenly erupted from Shi Ling's body, and couldn't help but retreat. Hurry up and attack together! "

It was only when everyone heard Fatty Xu's words that they regained their wits. Immediately, they glared furiously at Shi Ling. Each and every one of them picked up their broom, intending to gang up on Shi Ling.

However, at this moment, Shi Ling's eyes suddenly turned towards them. An intimidating aura and killing intent were so clear. It was Shi Ling's once bloodthirsty nature and killing intent, the will that came from countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Shi Ling had previously suppressed this will in his heart due to the crippling of his power. Only at this moment, when he was thoroughly enraged by Fatty Xu, did he finally burst this will out.

As for the servants who had gathered around Shi Ling, none of them dared to step forward in fear at the sight of his explosive aura.

At this moment, Shi Ling arrived beside Fatty Xu and stomped his foot on his chest, knocking him down onto the ground. He then slowly raised his hand and said, "I won't let anyone who dares to insult my mother or my family go. Even if I have to betray this damn Spirit Sword Sect, I won't let that go!"

As he spoke, Shi Ling's mind was already completely blank. The only thing left in his mind was this bastard in front of him.

When Fatty Xu heard this, his face was filled with fear. The way he looked at Shi Ling had changed, as if he was looking at a monster.

At the same time, he also saw an illusory flame wrapped around Shi Ling's raised hand. If he was hit by that fist, he would probably die. Immediately, he cried out in fear.

However, at that moment, a loud roar rang out!

"How dare you!"

After which, a surging wave of Fa Li rippled out and was exerted against Shi Ling's body. With a loud bang, Shi Ling's body flew backwards as if he had suffered a heavy blow.

Following which, a middle-aged man wearing a black and white daoist robe appeared in front of Fatty Xu with his hands behind his back, giving off a sage-like vibe.

When Fatty Xu saw this middle-aged man, he was instantly overjoyed and quickly got up from the ground. He pointed at Shi Ling and shouted, "Martial Uncle Yan, save me! That bastard just tried to kill me! If he wants to kill me, then he must avenge me!"

However, Yan Wuping shouted at Fatty Xu, "Shut up!"

Fatty Xu immediately did not dare to say anything else. Yan Wuping then looked at Shi Ling, who had risen from the ground, and said, "The sect rules prohibit disciples from fighting amongst themselves. Shi Ling, how dare you!"

Yan Wuping's face was filled with rage. Someone actually dared to touch his people on his territory? How could he not be angry? Not only that, but the other party was a trash disciple who had been removed from the sect, which made him extremely angry.

However, to his surprise, Shi Ling, who had just stood up, turned a deaf ear to his scolding. Shi Ling lowered his head to look at his own chest, where a clear palm print could already be seen.

Shi Ling used one hand to cover his chest as fresh blood flowed out of his mouth. He stared coldly at the ugly expressions on everyone's faces. Some of them were mocking him, while others were taking pleasure in his misfortune.

With that, he turned and left, completely ignoring Yan Wuping. This scene left everyone dumbfounded. It was one thing for Shi Ling to not be afraid of Fatty Xu, but he actually dared to contradict Martial Uncle Yan? Was he tired of living?

What was even more surprising was that Yan Wuping didn't chase after him and captured Shi Ling. Instead, he just stood there quietly with a pensive look on his face.

"Martial Uncle Yan, why didn't you capture that bastard? He's already run away!"

The fact that he had been defeated by Shi Ling's fist had always been on his mind. He had thought that Yan Wuping would teach him a lesson, but who knew that Yan Wuping would actually let him go like that? How could he not be angry.

As for Yan Wuping, he received a resounding slap across his face. Fatty Xu immediately fell to the ground, staring at Yan Wuping in disbelief. Currently, there was a palm mark on both sides of his face, just right in front of him.

Yan Wuping cursed, "Useless trash, you've lost all your face!"

With that, he turned and left.