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372: Chapter 372 More sparring tomorrow!

Hearing this, Ye Chen looked at Liu Rushi, Foreign Affairs Elder of Tianji Pavilion with an innocent face.

"What did I do?"

"I didn't do anything."

"I just helped seal your cultivation."

"Otherwise, how could you act as a sparring partner for those wolf cubs?"

"A Heavenly Realm Peak fighting a group of beginners—isn't that just bullying?"

Liu Rushi, Foreign Affairs Elder of Tianji Pavilion: "???"

Sealed cultivation?

When was it sealed?

How did he not feel it at all?

He suddenly remembered the hand Ye Chen had placed on his shoulder earlier, and that terrifying pressure that had rendered him unable to move.

Could it be at that time...

A chill rushed from the soles of his feet straight to the crown of his head.

What kind of monster is this man???

Yan Qingwu stood at the door, watching Liu Rushi, Foreign Affairs Elder of Tianji Pavilion's terrified expression, and finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Elder Liu, just accept your fate."

"Since you agreed to be a sparring partner for the students, then perform well."

"If you perform well, maybe you can even go back alive."

Liu Rushi, Foreign Affairs Elder of Tianji Pavilion trembled all over, his face full of despair.

Agreed?

When did he agree?

He was forced!

Forced!!!

But what could he say?

With his cultivation sealed, how could he resist?

Those one hundred and twenty wolf cubs had already excitedly surrounded him.

Lu Nan rubbed his hands together, his face full of smiles.

"Elder Liu, please give us some guidance!"

Guo Qinling crossed his arms, his expression half-smiling.

"Don't worry, we'll show some mercy."

Looking at this group of predatory young people, Liu Rushi, Foreign Affairs Elder of Tianji Pavilion almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Show some mercy?

You're clearly ganging up on me!

And you say you'll show mercy?

He turned his head with difficulty, looking toward Ye Chen with eyes full of pleading.

His lifelong reputation couldn't be ruined here!

Ye Chen leaned back on the sofa, picked up his teacup, and took a light sip.

Then.

He smiled slightly.

"Elder Liu, don't look at me like that."

"You consented by default."

"In life, one must be trustworthy."

Liu Rushi, Foreign Affairs Elder of Tianji Pavilion: "..."

He closed his eyes, and two lines of muddy tears slid down his cheeks.

Tianji Pavilion...

I have failed you...

I, Liu Rushi, Foreign Affairs Elder of Tianji Pavilion, with my lifelong reputation, am going to be ruined by these greenhorns today!

However.

Before Liu Rushi, Foreign Affairs Elder of Tianji Pavilion could react, Lu Nan was the first to charge forward.

"Brothers, get him!"

"A sparring partner at the Heavenly Realm Peak—this is probably a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

His two-hundred-pound frame ran with the force of a gale, and he threw a punch directly at Liu Rushi, Foreign Affairs Elder of Tianji Pavilion's face.

"Bang!"

Liu Rushi, Foreign Affairs Elder of Tianji Pavilion instinctively wanted to dodge, but with his cultivation sealed, his movements were as sluggish as an ordinary old man's. The punch landed solidly on the bridge of his nose.

"Ouch!"

He let out a miserable cry and staggered backward.

Before he could steady himself, Guo Qinling kicked from the side, hitting him right in the waist.

"Bang!"

Liu Rushi, Foreign Affairs Elder of Tianji Pavilion flew sideways, crashed into the sofa, and then bounced onto the floor.

Those one hundred and twenty wolf cubs were completely excited, howling as they pounced on him.

"Don't hog him! Let me get a punch in!"

"Move aside, move aside, I'm first!"

"Hit his butt! There's plenty of meat there, it won't break!"

"What do you know? When you hit someone, you hit the face!"

...

Fists and feet fell like raindrops.

Liu Rushi, Foreign Affairs Elder of Tianji Pavilion curled up on the ground, holding his head, letting out screams like a slaughtered pig.

"Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me!"

"Ouch! My waist!"

"Who the hell kicked my crotch???"

But those wolf cubs didn't care at all; their eyes were red with excitement.

Previously, they had been trained like grandsons by the Chief Instructor and Officer Yan; today, they finally had a punching bag.

Even though this punching bag was borrowed, it would be a waste not to hit it!

The burly man stood where he was, completely stunned.

Watching his own elder being pinned to the ground and beaten by a group of greenhorns in their early twenties, his mind went blank.

No...

What is going on?

An external affairs elder of the Tianji Pavilion, a powerhouse at the Heavenly Realm Peak, was actually being used as a sandbag by a group of students?

If word of this got out, where would the Tianji Pavilion hide its face?

His legs felt weak, and he instinctively took a step back, then another, wishing he could turn and run right now.

But he didn't dare.

That devil Ye Chen was still sitting on the sofa!

Once he dared to run, the next one being ganged up on would be himself.

Just then, a faint voice came over.

"You."

The burly man trembled and turned his head sharply.

Ye Chen was looking at him with a half-smile.

"Go back and tell your Tianji Pavilion."

"I've borrowed this elder of yours."

"When my students have practiced enough, I will naturally let him go back."

The burly man's Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed hard.

Borrow?

Is this a 'borrow'?

This is kidnapping!

This is abduction!

This is rubbing the Tianji Pavilion's face in the dirt!

But what did he dare to say?

He could only nod repeatedly, his voice trembling.

"Yes... yes... I will definitely pass on the message..."

After speaking, he instinctively glanced at Liu Rushi, Foreign Affairs Elder of Tianji Pavilion, who was still being beaten.

Liu Rushi, Foreign Affairs Elder of Tianji Pavilion was pinned at the very bottom of the crowd, with only one hand showing, still waving weakly, letting out intermittent screams.

"Save... save me..."

"I... I am an elder... you can't do this..."

"Ouch! My old waist..."

The burly man's eyelids twitched wildly, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.

He couldn't stay any longer; he turned and ran out, faster than a rabbit, fearing Ye Chen would change his mind and keep him to be a sparring partner too.

Ye Chen withdrew his gaze, sipped his tea, and shouted to the wolf cubs who were fighting heatedly.

"Go easy on the hitting."

"If you kill him, there won't be a sparring partner tomorrow."

Lu Nan poked his head out from the crowd, face full of smiles: "Don't worry, Master! We know what we're doing!"

After saying that.

He shrunk back and continued to join the mob.

Liu Rushi, Foreign Affairs Elder of Tianji Pavilion's screams rang out again.

"Ouch!!! Who stepped on my face!!!"

Watching the heated scene.

Yan Qingwu came to Ye Chen's side and said with a strange expression, "By doing this, you've completely offended the Tianji Pavilion."

In her tone, there was no blame or worry, only schadenfreude.

She just wanted to see Ye Chen suffer a setback...

But Ye Chen leaned back on the sofa, crossed his legs, and looked indifferent.

"If I offend them, I offend them."

"Old Master Xuanyuan passed the buck to me; I have to make him take some responsibility too, right?"

Yan Qingwu froze for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh.

"You certainly take things in stride."

"But the Tianji Pavilion isn't the Sima Family, nor is it the Black Prison."

"The waters behind them are deeper than you imagine."

Ye Chen sipped his tea and spoke slowly, "Deep water is good; how can you catch fish in shallow water?"

As he spoke, he tilted his head, his gaze falling on the wolf cubs surrounding Liu Rushi, Foreign Affairs Elder of Tianji Pavilion to practice their boxing.

"Besides..."

"Don't you think this is much more interesting than having them punch sandbags at the base every day?"

Yan Qingwu followed his gaze.

Liu Rushi, Foreign Affairs Elder of Tianji Pavilion was pinned to the ground, his old face swollen like a pig's head, still intermittently begging for mercy.

Those one hundred and twenty wolf cubs were all excited, their fists and feet moving like the wind, fighting with absolute satisfaction.

She suddenly felt that Ye Chen had a point.

Actual combat is the best teacher.

Although the object of this combat was a bit pathetic...

But whatever.

It wasn't her getting beaten anyway.

Yan Qingwu withdrew her gaze and looked at Ye Chen, her eyes filled with complexity.

"You..."

"Just how many trump cards do you have?"

"My dad said you even trampled Third Elder Chen to death."

Ye Chen tilted his head, looking innocent.

"Trump cards?"

"I don't have any trump cards."

"I'm just an ordinary Chief Instructor of the Hidden Dragon Pavilion."

Yan Qingwu: "..."

Ordinary?

Could someone ordinary trample a Peak Celestial Master Realm to death?

Could someone ordinary use a Tianji Pavilion elder as a sandbag?

She took a deep breath, suppressed her urge to complain, and rolled her eyes irritably.

"Fine, fine, you're ordinary, the most ordinary."

"So ordinary that all of Jingcheng is trying to find out your background."

Ye Chen smiled and didn't respond.

He put down his teacup, stood up, and walked toward the wolf cubs.

Wherever he went, the crowd automatically parted to make a path.

Liu Rushi, Foreign Affairs Elder of Tianji Pavilion was sprawled on the ground, bruised and purple all over, his face swollen like an over-fermented bun, with a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

When he saw Ye Chen walking over, a flash of terror appeared in his eyes, and he instinctively shrank back.

Ye Chen looked down at him and smiled slightly.

"Elder Liu, today's sparring ends here."

"We'll continue tomorrow."

Hearing this, Liu Rushi, Foreign Affairs Elder of Tianji Pavilion's eyes rolled back, and he completely fainted.

...

Outside the hotel entrance, Wu San Gui was standing beside a black business van, pacing back and forth anxiously.

Behind him stood seven or eight elite thugs from the Wu Family, each with a solemn expression, not daring to make a sound.

Wu San Gui looked up at the hotel entrance from time to time, the anticipation in his eyes growing stronger.

It had been nearly half an hour since Liu Rushi, Foreign Affairs Elder of Tianji Pavilion took his people up.

Reasonably, it shouldn't take the Tianji Pavilion people this long to take down one Ye Chen.

Could some accident have happened?

Just as he was thinking randomly, the hotel door was suddenly pushed open with a bang.

A figure stumbled out—it was the burly man who had gone up with Liu Rushi, Foreign Affairs Elder of Tianji Pavilion.

Wu San Gui's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly went to meet him.

"Brother! How is it?"

"Did Elder Liu take down that madman?"

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