Rise (5)
Xing Wenghu split up from his group of companions. Fatty Wei had gone to preoccupy himself with the local buffet, while the Jade Beauty of his eyes wanted to be alone for unknown reasons.
Xing Wenghu wouldn't pay much mind to his companions right now, as per tradition. He was the main character, and they were the side characters.
Their entire lives revolved around him in the first place!
With a satisfied self laugh Xing Wenghu went to check out the training section of the building that they were in, he was dressed in a average t-shirt and jeans for his attire currently.
His hair the same, a spiky dynamic cut (that totally wasn't imitating the average manhua protagonist's.) colored brown.
Many of the "cultivators" participating in the Battle Royale rushed off to record their video interviews first.
An early advantage was better than none for many of them! Xing Wenghu didn't need any of that just yet however. He was a past Heavenly King, and a king need not waste his time!
"Ugh Brother Lo...I can't handle more of this weight!"
Xing Wenghu overheard a man's voice complaining within the training room. He went and entered it, spotting a lanky man preforming pushups with a impractical series of weights distributed all over his body.
Weights covered his arms, legs and toes even!
"Hmph, Feng Peng. You came from such a commoner background. The trash that can only be my bootlicker..."
Xing Wenghu recognized this voice, the infamous way of talking many young arrogant masters had to anyone beneath them.
"And that's Master Lo to you. The trash needs to remember who it belongs to!"
"Master" Lo then banged at Feng Peng's legs, beating them hard with a wooden stick.
Feng Peng shouted in pain from this, "Master Lo, please! Have mercy! I'm going to collapse if you continue to do this!"
"Master" Lo looked down at Feng Peng sadistically, as a irrelevant side character young master it was his destiny to be an asshole like this.
"That's right. Recognize me as your master Feng Peng, now twenty more reps!" Like an emperor issuing a command Lo banged against the floor to signal just how serious he was.
Feng Peng sighed in frustration. "Just a little more..."
Xing Wenghu decided to interrupt this, unable to resist the urge to face slap him.
"Hmph. Is this how you treat your subordinates? You look like an ant to me." Xing Wenghu mocked "Master" Lo, causing him to flare up his temper.
"You!!! How dare you speak up against me that way!" Despite his namesake, "Master" Lo was a ordinary looking man, with basic hair and a unremarkable face.
His features were as unmemorable as his character, such was the fate of a typical young master indeed.
"Mo Gang! Rough him up!" Lo cried out, one of his subordinates running over to Xing Wenghu to attack him, but Xing Wenghu was far faster and superior to this piece of trash.
"Hmph. You cannot differentiate between Heaven and Earth! It is time for your ass to be beat!" Xing Wenghu dropped to his knees and preformed a tactical, powerful strike upon the man.
It was a move that could render any man powerless within one blow! A universal thing every man feared being done to him.
The powerful force of Xing Wenghu's fist collided between the man's legs, giving him a pain that rivaled a thousand earths. He clutched himself, screaming in loud fury.
"FUCK!"
He fell to the ground, instantly rendered irrelevant and useless by Xing Wenghu's attack.
"How dare you hit me there!" but Xing Wenghu only looked at him with a smile. "Hmph, nothing is too shameless for trash like you!"
Feng Peng stopped the exercise he was doing, looking at Xing Wenghu impressed. "Woah...This guy really knows what he's doing. Maybe he can even help me with..."
His thoughts were interrupted by Xing Wenghu dashing towards Lo, his fist ready to strike.
"Now it is time for your face slapping!"
Lo was struck right in the face, sent flying into the wall by Xing Wenghu's fist. "You are a trash, and the trash has to get taken out!"
Xing Wenghu then ran at him, but then stopped.
It was time for him to prepare a very over dramatic and special attack, something that would cripple this trash young master for good.
"A cultivator is a bastard like you? Then I shall toss out your dan tian like I tossed you out!!!" Xing Wenghu took one more a ridiculous stance, modifying it from his previous battle with Sun Yaozu.
The wrath of the Dao of the Belt stung on him, but it had proved to be a valuable lesson. "Sun Yaozu you bastard...I will come for you once I've won here!!!"
"Five Trigram Yang Formation!!!!" Xing Wenghu began to radiate power around him, as Lo began to shit his pants seeing this.
"H-He's strong!" Feng Peng tossed off all of the weights on his body and stood up to get a better view of what was happening now.
"A man like this, I would serve ten times better than trash like Lo!" Feng Peng shouted, Xing Wenghu smiling at Feng Pengs deference to him, he then rushed at Lo and smashed his hand crudely into his dan tian.
"Augh! AyuGgHhHhH!!!" Lo screamed, falling to the floor in pain. "Hmph, now I've shattered all of your meridians, and your dan tian! You will never be able to cultivate again."
This was the fate of those who abused others, Xing Wenghu wouldn't dare let offenses like this slide in his presence!
Feng Peng then approached Xing Wenghu and bowed to him, "You are wise. Let me serve under you and join your team! That bastard Lo blackmailed me using my sister..." Xing Wenghu turned to Feng Peng.
"Who am I to deny a man that wants to join me. You can join my team Feng Peng!" Their conversation was cut short by a sudden foul smell in the air.
"Gahhhh..."
The pair turned to Lo, who was now a ruined mess and had begun to defecate himself. "Let's...Let's get out of here." Feng Peng suggested, Xing Wenghu immediately agreed as the two vacated the room and left Lo there.
"Xing Wenghu...I will have my revenge!!!!"