"What?"
Upon hearing Shen Lang's words, Elder Dong's face changed drastically. He spoke, "Boy, you're talking nonsense. How could my meridians all be broken?"
"Whether they are broken or not, don't you know yourself?"
Shen Lang chuckled, "My junior brother has an ancient martial art called Qi Breaking Meridian Severing. It can infuse intangible Qi into the opponent's body during a collision. This intangible Qi, once inside the opponent, acts like a swarm of sharp knives, slashing and severing all the opponent's meridians, turning them into a cripple."
"What?"
"Qi Breaking Meridian Severing?"
Upon hearing Shen Lang's words, Rong Haodong's expression remained unchanged, but Elder Dong and the other three men in black turned deathly pale.
Qi Breaking Meridian Severing, that was a legendary ancient martial art. How could Wolong possibly know it?
"Old Dong, how is it?"
Out of curiosity, the three men in black looked at Elder Dong in unison and asked.
Elder Dong checked his own body and felt as if all his meridians had been severed. He would be paralyzed on the ground for the rest of his life. His face was ashen.
Seeing Elder Dong's expression, the others instantly understood what had happened. They were all terrified and looked horrified.
They never expected that such a martial art as Qi Breaking Meridian Severing actually existed in this world, let alone that Wolong, this brute who appeared out of nowhere, would know such an ancient technique.
"Senior Brother, next time, can you let me say these show-off lines?"
Looking at the shocked and awed gazes of others, Wolong was quite pleased. However, he was a bit displeased with Shen Lang and said.
It was rare to have an opportunity to show off, and that opportunity was snatched away. Shen Lang understood Wolong's dissatisfaction and replied, "Alright, I'll listen to you. Next time, this show-off opportunity will be yours."
"Thank you, Senior Brother."
Upon hearing this, Wolong was overjoyed and said.
After speaking, Wolong seemed to find his own stage. He addressed the other three men in black, "Take you one by one, or all of you at once? Let me finish you all."
Hearing Wolong's words, the three men in black were furious and were about to attack, but Elder Dong stopped them.
"Elder Xi, don't fall for it. This kid's Qi Breaking Meridian Severing is too bizarre. Don't engage him."
Elder Dong spoke, "Let's leave first, and then we'll find a way to deal with them."
"Trying to leave?"
Hearing Elder Dong's words, Wolong chuckled and said, "You came to trouble my Senior Brother, and now you want to leave?"
"Let me tell you, with me here today, not a single one of you will leave."
Wolong waved his large hand and said, "If you want to leave, you can leave lying down."
"You..."
Hearing Wolong's words, Elder Dong was furious and said, "Boy, don't go too far. Do you think your Qi Breaking Meridian Severing is truly invincible? Do you know that the other three are the Western, Southern, and Northern Elders of the Rong family's Lingyan Pavilion? Each of them is a Heaven Realm powerhouse. If they attack together, even with your Qi Breaking Meridian Severing, you will surely die."
"Is that so?"
Hearing this, Wolong revealed a row of pearly white teeth and smiled, "I don't believe it. Dare to try?"
"Mr. Shen—"
"Brother Shen—"
At this moment, Feng Yijian and Yang Ce, who had received Tang Wuzui's call, walked out.
Seeing Shen Lang, both Feng Yijian and Yang Ce smiled.
"Rong Haodong, you still dare to come here and cause trouble?"
When Yang Ce saw Rong Haodong, he was furious and said, "You've repeatedly come to White Horse Club to cause trouble. Do you really think I, Yang Ce, wouldn't dare to kill you?"
Although Yang Ce had suffered losses repeatedly during this period, he was still the renowned King of Nanling. With this angry roar, his imposing aura instantly radiated.
Rong Haodong was merely a decadent young master. Facing the anger of a formidable figure like Yang Ce, who had emerged from a sea of blood, he instantly trembled and instinctively took two steps back.
"Mr. Shen, how should we resolve today's matter?"
Feng Yijian saw that Rong Haodong had brought people to the door again and said to Shen Lang.
"Naturally, none of them will live."
Shen Lang glanced at Rong Haodong and Elder Dong and others, and coldly said, "Last time I let Rong Haodong leave, and he dared to come back for revenge. This time, I will make him stay here forever."
"What did you say... you want to kill me?"
Hearing Shen Lang's words, Rong Haodong's eyes widened in fear and he said.
"What? Can't I kill you?"
Shen Lang looked at Rong Haodong and coldly chuckled, "Of your four subordinates, one is crippled and three remain. We also have three here. Three against three, can't we defeat you?"
"Swish—"
As soon as Shen Lang finished speaking, Feng Yijian drew his black Han sword, and a terrifying killing intent instantly dropped the temperature of the entire venue by more than ten degrees, making it bone-chillingly cold.
Feng Yijian pointed the tip of his sword at a thin man in black and said, "It's you."
"Are you Feng Yijian?"
Upon clearly seeing Feng Yijian's face, the thin man in black asked.
"Elder Xi, who is Feng Yijian?"
Seeing the expression on Elder Xi's face, Rong Haodong asked with some confusion.
"Feng Yijian is the second strongest swordsman in Dragon Country, second only to Dugu Jian. Facing him and his sword is like facing two experts of the same level. He is incredibly formidable."
"What?"
Hearing Elder Xi's words, Rong Haodong's face turned deathly pale. He couldn't fathom that Yang Ce had such an expert by his side.
Shen Lang, who was not even a match for Snake Mother, Wolong, who had injured Elder Dong, and now Feng Yijian. Rong Haodong knew he had no chance of winning today.
Not to mention whether Shen Lang's side could absolutely suppress them, there was also the fact that this was White Horse Club's territory. If a fight broke out, Yang Ce's subordinates would not stand idly by.
Before anything had even begun, Rong Haodong's revenge today was declared a failure.
"Shen Lang, let's talk."
At the critical moment, Rong Haodong stepped forward and said to Shen Lang, "Let's put today's matter aside, how about it?"
"Slap—"
As soon as Rong Haodong finished speaking, he received a resounding slap across the face. However, the person who struck was not Shen Lang, but Wolong.
"Damn it, you say it ends here and it ends? Who do you think you are?"
Wolong said with a displeased expression, "In front of my Senior Brother, no one is worthy of negotiating terms. It's not that it ends when you say it does. Your words don't count, understand?"
"You..."
Rong Haodong had been pampered his whole life and had never suffered much. Last time, Shen Lang had broken his finger, and this time, Wolong slapped him. He had suffered all the hardships he hadn't experienced in the first half of his life.
Looking at Wolong, Rong Haodong wished he could kill him and feed him to dogs, but he knew he didn't have the ability.
"Shen Lang, what are your terms, just name them."
Rong Haodong decided to endure it for now and said to Shen Lang.
Hearing Rong Haodong's words, Shen Lang smiled and said, "How much do you think your life is worth? I'll give you a chance to name a price. If you can move me, I'll let you go."