章 355: Fighting

"If you speak rudely, I'll punish you by making you kneel here for half an hour."

Xia Ping stood with his hands behind his back and spoke indifferently to the seniors of the Sword Club in front of him. It was as if the Emperor had given an order to an unworthy subject, and it carried an unquestionable tone.

"You!"

The three seniors were so angry that they almost vomited blood. If they were to kneel here for half an hour, it would be no different from being detained on the streets. They would lose all face, and they would definitely become the laughingstock of Yan Huang University. How could they raise their heads?

Each and every one of them was driven mad as they tried to stand up, but they were completely helpless. Just now, Xia Ping's palm had practically shattered their leg bones, and they were unable to exert any strength at all.

"This is too much! Release them immediately!"

When the other members of the Sword club saw this, they were furious. To make the three seniors kneel down in front of them was a slap to their Sword club face and trampling on their dignity.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Immediately, five or six older students rushed over, trying to save those three.

Bang!

Xia Ping didn't even spare them a glance. His palm shot through the air like a gale-force wind, slamming into the six of them like a flood.

Immediately, they let out a miserable scream as their entire bodies were sent flying. They smashed into the walls one by one. Cracking sounds could be heard as gravel flew in all directions, creating deep, human-shaped pits.

With a puff, they couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. They no longer had the strength to fight.

"Who else wants to stand up for them?" Go ahead. "If I can't kill you with one punch, it's my loss."

Xia Ping swept his eyes around and looked at the members of the Sword club. He looked down at them, and a terrifying aura filled the surroundings. It was as if a mountain was pressing on their hearts, and they could barely breathe.

"This, this!"

All the members of the Sword club present gritted their teeth. However, after witnessing Xia Ping's tyrannical strength, all of them stopped in their tracks. Five or six seniors attacked at the same time, but they were all sent flying with a single slap. They were crippled like trash.

Even if they attacked together, they might not have much chance of winning.

However, they were very indignant. Their Sword club was a well-known martial arts club in Yan Huang University. Now, they had been personally attacked and blocked at the door. They could do nothing but watch helplessly as the other party bullied them. They could not take this lying down!

"Enough!"

An angry shout suddenly rang out. Immediately, more than ten people walked out from the entrance of the Sword club. The person in the lead exuded an extremely powerful aura. He was like a sword that shot into the sky, emitting an unparalleled Sword Qi.

The surrounding people felt waves of piercing pain on their skin. It was as if they were being sliced by the sword qi. They would suffer great damage if they got close to it.

"President Mu!" All of a sudden, a group of members of the Sword club could not help but exclaim. This was because the person who had suddenly appeared was their Sword club President, Mu Haoran.

Mu Haoran ignored the rest of the club members. He walked straight to Xia Ping with a long sword at his waist. He looked down at Xia Ping from above. "How dare you. You actually dare to commit murder in my Sword club without any scruples. "Have you thought about how you're going to die?"

His tone was filled with endless fury.

In the hundreds of years since the Sword club was founded, no one had ever been so bold as to block the entrance of the Sword club alone and even make three disciples kneel before him.

It was not as simple as a slap in the face. It was obvious that he wanted to form a deadly feud with the Sword club!

"You've misunderstood. I didn't come here this time to kill, but to spar."

Xia Ping stood with his hands behind his back and looked at Mu Haoran and the rest. He said calmly, "However, I did not expect that the members of the Sword club were so weak that they could not even withstand a single blow from me." "This is beyond my expectations."

"After all, the Sword club asked me to challenge them. They were very arrogant, but I didn't expect them to be so weak. I was thinking that you have the cheek to say such things."

"I reckon that these seniors must be feeling ashamed of their inferiority and are sincerely convinced." That's why they kneeled on the ground and apologized to me."

He said those words in a carefree manner.

"Shut up!"

Mu Haoran's face darkened as he listened on. He could not bear to listen any further. It was this kid who used violence to force the members of the Sword club to kneel on the ground. This was coercion.

However, when it came to this bastard's mouth, he said that those senior students were willing, admitting defeat. It was simply like a dog's mouth not producing ivory.

"Since you want to experience the power of my Sword club, I'll show you what a true expert of the sword is like," Mu Haoran shouted angrily.

As soon as he finished speaking, he made his move. He drew his sword from his waist and slashed out with lightning speed. It was so fast that no one could see it.

Xia Ping was already prepared. He used his spiritual power to sense his surroundings. Even if there was any movement, it could not escape his senses. He punched in the air, like a giant bear descending, emitting an immense force.

Bang!

When the two forces collided, there was an earth-shattering explosion. The Qi vibrated, and even a huge pit appeared on the ground. Strong winds swept in all directions, and yellow sand rolled.

"You do have some capabilities, but you're far from being able to behave atrociously in front of me, Mu Haoran." Mu Haoran's eyes flickered coldly. He had no intention of stopping as he slashed forward with his sword.

Immediately, dense sword qi appeared in mid-air. Each sword qi was like thunder, containing incomparable destructive power. They interweaved together, forming a terrifying electric net that covered Xia Ping.

"This is Senior Mu's Thunderbolt Sword Technique. With a single slash, it's like a thunderclap, and any demon or ghost will be chopped into pieces. "This is a king level sword technique."

"That kid is dead for sure. There's no way he can block it. Senior Mu has not only learned the king-grade sword technique, but he also possesses the Lightning Cat's bloodline. His body contains the power of lightning. His sword is as fast as lightning. "Who can block it?"

"Indeed. Once you advance to the Martial Master realm, you will be able to control the power of thunder and have unparalleled killing power. "Even if you are only at the ninth-stage of the Martial Artist Realm, you will be able to defeat all enemies."

"Without this level of power, how can it be called invincible in the martial artist realm?!"

"A mere freshman dares to provoke Senior Mu? He must be tired of living."

The surrounding students sneered, thinking that there was no way Xia Ping could win. Whether it was his true energy cultivation base, bloodline power, or even battle experience, he was at a disadvantage.

Xia Ping still wanted to win? What a joke!

"Die!"

Xia Ping attacked as well. His body turned into a white crane and his body contained an earth-shattering Sword Intent. Like a Sword Dao Master, he pointed his finger forward.

The eighth stance of the Ten Thousand Beast Fist—Flying Crane Slash!