The Supreme Wild Young Master-Chapter 592: Beat them as soon as you catch them_1

The man in the black robe almost choked with exasperation when he saw Zhang Xian and Mo Shaoyun looking at him as if he were an idiot.

Was something wrong with these two kids’ brains? They weren’t scared of him and even had the audacity to put on some bravado?

"Old man..."

Zhang Xian addressed the man in the black robe, "Didn’t you hear my question just now? If you don’t answer properly, I’m going to beat you up. Don’t blame me for being disrespectful later."

"Cough, cough..." The man in the black robe choked on his own breath, coughing incessantly.

He had seen people who overestimated themselves before, but never to this extent. The audacious kid before him dared to threaten him? What a joke!

Setting aside how skilled he actually was, he was at least a master of the post-Tier Five Body Refinement Realm, right? And furthermore, he had an innate master by his side. What gave this brazen brat the audacity to talk about beating him up?

The man in the black robe deemed Zhang Xian an absolute idiot.

Seeing that the man in the black robe didn’t respond and was looking at him with contempt, Zhang Xian twitched the corners of his mouth a few times unnaturally. In the next moment, he suddenly appeared right before the man in the black robe.

"What..." The man in the black robe was taken aback.

Just moments ago, Zhang Xian was several meters away from him. How could he possibly have covered that distance in the blink of an eye? This speed was unthinkable!

Suddenly, there was a clear sound of a slap.

Before he knew it, the man in the black robe had been smacked hard, spun around, and ended up face down on the ground.

"Ah....."

Angrily roaring, and pulling himself up from the ground, he signaled with his mind. A biohuman, who had been standing not too far away, charged towards the scene. "Brat, I’ll rip you apart and toss you out for the dogs," he threatened.

"Zhang Xian, let me handle this!"

Mo Shaoyun hesitated for a moment, then faced the charging biohuman.

Zhang Xian had been about to step in, but upon seeing Mo Shaoyun move, he paused, watching with interest.

The girls now all had the power of the Innate realm, and they had practiced in real combat. However, sparring between friends was not the same as a deathmatch, lacking a certain sense of the stakes. They still needed more actual combat practice.

The biohuman was extremely fierce, disregarding any exit strategy, its sole objective being to kill the enemies before it, regardless of the price.

"This thing is really ferocious!" Mo Shaoyun was somewhat anxious. This was her first actual combat experience.

She didn’t want to be a burden to Zhang Xian, so she faced her fear, mustering up the courage to charge forward, firmly recollecting all the combat experience Yao Rao had shared.

"Elder Sister Shaoyun, relax."

Zhang Xian offered from the side, "Being anxious can cost you the battle. Maintain your rhythm, and you’ll gain the upper hand."

At his advice, Mo Shaoyun tried her best to suppress her anxiousness.

The biohuman had no consciousness, merely following the orders given to it. It ferociously attacked without a second thought.

Under this relentless assault, Mo Shaoyun was put under great pressure, unable to fully exert her power, despite already being in the Tier Five Body Refinement Realm and having strength comparable to the Innate realm.

In combat, strength is not the sole determinant of success; actual combat experience also plays crucial role. Lack of experience could greatly undermine overall performance.

"How could this be?" The man in the black robe was devastated.

When he first saw Zhang Xian and Mo Shaoyun, he hadn’t given them much thought. After all, they were just two kids.

But witnessing the battle unfold before him, he gaped, so stunned that his jaw nearly hit the ground. These two kids were using his biohuman for practice. A biohuman with Innate strength was being used just for their sparring.

This blow was just too harsh.

"Watch out..."

At one moment, Zhang Xian abruptly shouted a warning but made no move to help. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

"Ah!"

Mo Shaoyun cried out as she was sent flying by a kick from the biohuman.

Seeing this, the man in the black robe quickly gave a command.

The biohuman, without any hesitation, pushed its speed to the maximum and reached out to grab Mo Shaoyun’s slender neck.

"Looking for death..."

Zhang Xian’s face turned cold. He blinked and appeared before the man in the black robe once again, grabbing his neck and snapping it.

With its connection cut off, the biohuman, which had been charging at Mo Shaoyun, suddenly stopped in its tracks, standing still like a puppet. Puppets controlled by others would stop all movements instantly if they lost connection with their master and wait for orders. Without new orders, they would remain stagnant unless they broke free from the constraints.

"You..."

With a look of horror, the man in the black robe cast a final glance at Zhang Xian before his life slipped away.

Even to the end, he couldn’t believe that the kid before him had such incredible strength. This entirely shattered his prior understanding.

"Elder Sister Shaoyun, are you okay?"

After tossing the corpse of the man in the black robe aside, Zhang Xian turned and said, "You were very tense just now. Technically, your strength isn’t inferior to that of the biohuman."

"I’m fine."

Mo Shaoyun stood up, clutching her chest, "The biohuman’s attack was very fierce. I felt a bit overwhelmed."

"You must be injured, right?"

Zhang Xian seeing Mo Shaoyun clutching her chest, blood on the corner of her mouth, and her face somewhat pale, he asked with a smile.

"Knowing I’m injured, and you’re still laughing?" Mo Shaoyun replied discontentedly.

Zhang Xian wiped his nose, saying, "Elder Sister Shaoyun, it’s just a minor injury. What’s there to fuss about? How can you grow without experiencing some setbacks?"

"You..."

Mo Shaoyun frowned, a look of resentment on her face.

"Chest hurts?" Zhang Xian walked to Mo Shaoyun’s side, smiling slyly. "How about, I rub it for you? I have great skills, a massage will make it stop hurting fast."

Mo Shaoyun, knowing full well what Zhang Xian’s intentions were, coldly replied, "I can treat my own wounds. I don’t need your help."

"Ah..."

Zhang Xian sighed and said, "If I had known this would happen, I wouldn’t have taught you all to cultivate. This is like shooting oneself in the foot!"

"You..."

After pinching Zhang Xian’s waist, Mo Shaoyun asked, "What are your plans from now on?"

"Hiss..."

Zhang Xian sucked in a breath, replying, "I’m not sure yet. Let’s check the hill tomorrow! I am not familiar with this place, I can’t wander aimlessly on the hill, can I?"

"Then let’s go back!" Mo Shaoyun said.

Zhang Xian agreed, then hoisted Mo Shaoyun by the waist and chuckled, "You’re injured, it’d be hard for you to walk. I’ll carry you."

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Mo Shaoyun glared at Zhang Xian and snapped, "I only have a minor injury. I can walk by myself."

"It’s okay, carrying you is the same for me."

"I don’t want you to carry me, put me down or I’ll get mad."

"What? I see you’re injured and I’m just afraid that walking will be too tiring for you. Is there something wrong with that? Is this really appropriate?"

"Humph, don’t think I don’t know what you’re plotting. Let me down."

Zhang Xian looked down at Mo Shaoyun, asking, "Tell me what I’m plotting. I’m just carrying you, what can I do to you?"

"Aren’t you trying to take advantage of me? Dare you to say you aren’t?"

After Zhang Xian bitterly shook his head, he said sorrowfully, "When the wife gets hurt, the husband is afraid that the wife will tire and wants to carry her home. Then the wife accuses him of trying to take advantage of her. What the hell is this? No one would believe it if they heard it! I can’t live like this!"

"Zhang Xian, you’re so dramatic, aren’t you?" Mo Shaoyun frowned.

Zhang Xian looked at Mo Shaoyun seriously and said, "Elder Sister Shaoyun, tell me the truth, do you think I’m overreacting?"

After Mo Shaoyun looked at Zhang Xian for a while, she turned her head away, not saying anything further. As she thought about it, she really wasn’t in the right in this matter. Although Zhang Xian has several wives, which was unfair for her, but now, who made her take the identity of Zhang Xian’s wife? With the identity comes the responsibilities. If not, isn’t the identity just in name?

...

The rest of the night was peaceful, the strange incidents that happened before didn’t recur.

Early the next morning, after Zhang Xian and Mo Shaoyun had breakfast and just stepped out of the door, a large crowd of people surrounded them. Leading them was the village bully, Liu Han.

He went there with only a few of his henchmen yesterday and couldn’t suppress Zhang Xian. So early this morning, he rallied the villagers, intending to teach Zhang Xian a lesson under the pretext of the village’s strange incidents.

"Why is this guy here again?" Seeing Liu Han, Jiang Yuanyuan expressed contempt. She found people who bullied the weak and feared the strong most disgusting.

Zhang Xian, wrapping his arms around Mo Shaoyun’s shoulders, laughed lightly.

Mo Shaoyun also remained calm. Such a small character, she didn’t consider him a threat at all. Even without Zhang Xian, she could easily handle him with her strength alone.

"Kid, let’s see how you escape today," Liu Han walked to Zhang Xian, gritting his teeth as he spoke.

Having been trounced by Zhang Xian yesterday, he stayed up all night. Each time he recalled Zhang Xian’s handsome face, he felt like bounding from the bed and tearing that face to shreds.

Now, early in the morning, he rallied the villagers and hurriedly charged over.

Zhang Xian gave a slight smile and moved towards Liu Han.

"What do you want to do?" Liu Han unconsciously moved backward. Yesterday’s kick had left a shadow in his heart.

Zhang Xian didn’t speak, instead he swiftly rushed out, grabbing Liu Han and simply launched a slap attack.

"Smack, smack, smack..."

The echoing of slaps circulated amongst the crowd, brilliantly resonant.

Liu Han was caught in Zhang Xian’s grip, the slaps coming so fast he was slow to react. His naturally round face swelled at an extreme speed, his teeth mischievously popping out one by one from his mouth.

"Uh..."

The villagers were taken aback, unable to comprehend the scene before them. This guy was just catching Liu Han and repeatedly slapping him jovially.

Jiang Yuanyuan was also taken aback.

In her view, there should be some discussion between Zhang Xian and Liu Han. The arrogant one should have been Liu Han because he was the village bully who had half of the villagers with him.

But the result took her by surprise. Zhang Xian just stormed in without a word, directly starting a fight.

"Ah..." A shrill scream echoed through the early morning of the small village.

After smacking Liu Han with a dozen slaps, Zhang Xian threw him to the ground, his cold gaze sweeping over the crowd as he asked, "Who’s next?"

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