Chapter 120: The Tree Wants Peace, but the Wind Won’t Stop (2)

Seeing his unfamiliar face and seemingly weak aura, and noting he was walking with Wang Lan and Yang Shu, they immediately categorized him as the same kind of trash.

"Hey! You, the new kid! What are you standing there for?"

"Didn’t you see what these two pieces of trash, Wang Lan and Yang Shu, did?"

"Get over here and kneel to kowtow to Senior Brother Zhao."

One lackey pointed at Chen Chuan and shouted arrogantly.

The other three chimed in:

"Exactly, no discernment at all."

"A newcomer doesn’t know the rules? Are you looking for a beating?"

"Hurry up, don’t make us do it ourselves."

Chen Chuan’s brow furrowed slightly as his calm gaze swept over the four shouting lackeys, finally landing on Zhao Hengjiang.

He spoke plainly, his voice not loud but clearly reaching everyone’s ears:

"I don’t have the habit of kneeling to just anyone. Besides, he doesn’t deserve it."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire area fell into a sudden silence.

Wang Lan and Yang Shu snapped their heads up, looking at Chen Chuan in disbelief, their faces full of anxiety and terror.

Wang Lan hurriedly lowered his voice and said urgently:

"Junior Brother Chen! Stop talking! Quickly apologize to Senior Brother Zhao."

"Senior Brother Zhao... he has a cultivation of the Third Level of the Transcendence Realm. You can’t afford to provoke him."

They hadn’t expected this seemingly steady new roommate to be so ignorant of the situation. Wasn’t he just jumping into a fire pit?

The playful smile on Zhao Hengjiang’s face also froze for a moment, then he reacted as if he had heard something incredibly funny.

He was amused rather than angry: "Heh? I don’t deserve it? Kid, you’ve got guts!"

He sized up Chen Chuan, his gaze gradually becoming dangerous.

Seeing Chen Chuan being so arrogant, his four lackeys also showed cruel smiles.

Without waiting for Zhao Hengjiang’s command, the four of them automatically fanned out, surrounding Chen Chuan in a semi-circle.

They rubbed their hands together, their joints making crisp cracking sounds.

The surrounding onlookers also began to whisper:

"Who is this newcomer? So brave?"

"Second Level of the Transcendence Realm? With that cultivation, he dares to defy Zhao Hengjiang? He’s looking for death!"

"It’s over, it’s over. I’m afraid blood will be shed today."

"Probably just entered the Holy Land and doesn’t know how high the sky is."

Facing the four surrounding him and Zhao Hengjiang’s increasingly cold gaze, Chen Chuan acted as if he hadn’t heard Wang Lan’s warning.

His eyes remained calm, but a hint of chill quietly flashed in their depths.

He turned his head and confirmed with Wang Lan again: "Senior Brother Wang, within the Holy Land, is fighting and killing between Disciples prohibited?"

Wang Lan was almost crying from anxiety as he quickly explained the rules of the Holy Land to Chen Chuan.

The Holy Land didn’t forbid conflicts or sparring between Disciples; as long as no one died and no one’s cultivation was intentionally crippled, the Law Enforcement Hall generally wouldn’t interfere.

Wang Lan hoped Chen Chuan would quickly admit his mistake to avoid suffering.

"As long as no one dies? I understand."

Chen Chuan nodded, having already made a decision in his heart.

Since it was unavoidable, he would give the other party a harsh lesson. While establishing his authority, it would also save him from unnecessary trouble in the future.

Although his surface cultivation was only the Second Level of the Transcendence Realm, how could his true combat power be measured by ordinary Realms?

Dealing with a Third Level of the Transcendence Realm who relied on resources and a few Void Breaking Realm lackeys was no pressure at all.

Zhao Hengjiang was completely infuriated by Chen Chuan’s dismissive attitude.

A newcomer dared to disregard him repeatedly, making him feel like he was losing face in front of so many Outer Sect Disciples.

"Good, good, good! It seems if I don’t loosen your bones, you won’t know who’s in charge here in the Outer Sect."

Zhao Hengjiang laughed out of anger and waved his hand at the four lackeys: "Beat him. Beat him until he kneels and begs for mercy."

"Kid, you asked for this!"

Receiving the order, the four lackeys’ grins grew wider as they pounced on Chen Chuan simultaneously.

Fists and kicks, carrying the power of the Void Breaking Realm, aimed directly at Chen Chuan’s vital points.

In their view, the four of them working together to deal with one Second Level of the Transcendence Realm was as easy as pie.

However, the next scene left all the onlookers dumbfounded.

Facing the four-man attack, Chen Chuan stood as steady as a mountain. Only when the attacks were about to hit did he suddenly move.

Without using any fancy Cultivation Methods or Martial Techniques, he relied solely on the power of his Physical Body and combat awareness far beyond ordinary people.

He shifted his feet slightly, his body flickering like a ghost, easily dodging a direct punch.

At the same time, his right hand shot out like lightning, precisely grabbing the ankle of another person who was kicking, and swung him hard.

Bang!

That person screamed as he was used as a human weapon, crashing into the other two.

The three immediately tumbled into a heap, their cries of alarm and curses never-ending.

The last person’s fist was about to hit the back of Chen Chuan’s heart, but Chen Chuan acted as if he had eyes in the back of his head, delivering an incredibly swift elbow strike backward.

Crack!

The sound of a slight bone fracture rang out, accompanied by a shrill scream.

The attacker flew backward with a clearly deformed arm, crashing heavily to the ground.

Then, Chen Chuan moved like a tiger among sheep, using both fists and feet with ruthless efficiency.

Every time he struck, someone was bound to fall over wailing.

In just a few breaths, the four lackeys who had been so aggressive just moments ago were all lying on the ground.

Their faces were bruised and swollen, their limbs broken, as they groaned in pain, having lost all ability to fight.

Throughout the process, Chen Chuan’s breathing hadn’t even become slightly disordered.

Silence!

Everyone was stunned by this sudden reversal.

Wang Lan and Yang Shu’s mouths hung open, their eyes nearly popping out as if they were seeing Chen Chuan for the first time.

The smile on Zhao Hengjiang’s face had long since vanished, replaced by deep shock and gloom.

His eyes narrowed, cold light flashing as he stared fixedly at Chen Chuan:

"Second Level of the Transcendence Realm? Hmph, do you think that gives you the right to be arrogant in front of me?"

"Opposing me, Zhao Hengjiang, is the stupidest choice you’ve ever made."

He slowly took a step forward, and his Third Level of the Transcendence Realm aura erupted without reservation.

His aura formed an invisible pressure that weighed down on Chen Chuan, far more powerful than that of the four lackeys.

"Today, I’ll step in personally. If I don’t beat the crap out of you, I’ll write my name, Zhao Hengjiang, backward."

The surrounding air seemed to freeze.

All eyes were focused on the two people facing off in the center.

Everyone knew that the real main event was only just beginning.