The Face Is Frightened

"Get lost!"

Facing the sudden appearance of a group of people hurling abusive words at him, Lu Ze furrowed his eyebrows, expressing a hint of displeasure. Gripping the recently acquired spiritual weapon, he coldly uttered a single word, "Get lost?"

"We are inner disciples, and you, an outer disciple waste, dare to tell us to get lost?"

A young man in a blue robe, tall and outstanding, possessed the cultivation of the Second Stage of the Innate Realm.

Hearing Lu Ze's words, his face was immediately filled with anger.

"Lu Ze, others may not know you, but we do. You lecher, plotted against Senior Sister Mu. Now, you still want to deceive Junior Brother Qi Ming?"

"Junior Brother Qi, you must not believe him. He's just an outer disciple waste. Following him will definitely get you killed!"

"Yeah, Senior Brother Chu Yunyao said that as long as you go back and apologize, he can overlook past grievances and help you complete this task!"

The companions around the young man echoed, mocking Lu Ze on one side while earnestly advising Qi Ming on the other.

Listening to their clamor, Lu Ze had grown impatient and was about to take action to deal with these people.

Although most of these individuals were on par with him in cultivation, the young man in the blue robe had a slightly stronger cultivation.

But Lu Ze was confident that he could handle all of them within three rounds!

"Lu Ze? Senior Brother, is your name Lu Ze?"

At this moment, Qi Ming suddenly looked at Lu Ze with a surprised expression.

Seeing Qi Ming's gaze, Lu Ze raised his eyebrows and said, "Yes, is there a problem?"

"Hehe, no, this is the first time I've heard Senior Brother's name, so I'm a bit excited!"

Lu Ze initially thought that Qi Ming, upon learning that he was an "infamous" outer disciple of the Qiantian Sect, would react with disgust like the other disciples who heard rumors. However, Qi Ming just scratched his head and shyly laughed.

Subsequently, Qi Ming pulled Lu Ze forward, ignoring the group of inner disciples blocking their way.

"Senior Brother, don't pay attention to these people; they're just a bunch of lunatics. When I asked for help the day before yesterday, I accidentally offended them."

"These guys, hearing that I was seeking assistance, each one came to negotiate with me, but their brains aren't functioning properly!"

"One of them, named Chu Yunyao, has a particularly severe mental condition. He even wanted me to give him a fifth-grade pill, and I scolded him away!"

"I didn't expect that fool to actually send these idiots to harass me. It's truly annoying!"

Qi Ming pulled Lu Ze through the crowd, complaining to him. They disregarded the group of inner disciples with faces twisted in anger, watching them.

"It is indeed bothersome, but Junior Brother Qi, your noble status and generous demeanor may have led them to perceive you as an easy target. It's somewhat understandable."

Lu Ze looked at Qi Ming, who was adorned with countless treasures, and then glanced at the inner disciples with stern expressions. He nodded in agreement.

"Hmph, I'm not an easy target. That Chu Yunyao's strength is not even comparable to yours, Senior Brother. But he dares to make exorbitant demands, choosing him would be worse than seeking help from my grandfather!"

Qi Ming retorted immediately. His dissatisfaction was evident in his words.

However, this last sentence from Qi Ming was like the final straw that broke the camel's back. The group of inner disciples, originally disregarding Qi Ming due to his status, became infuriated. However, constrained by his high status, they dared not act.

But after hearing Qi Ming's last words, their patience wore thin. Chu Yunyao was not just a True Transmission Disciple of the Qiantian Sect; he was their backing. Qi Ming's mockery was one thing, but even Lu Ze, a widely known "waste" of an outer disciple, joined in the ridicule. If this reached Chu Yunyao's ears, they would undoubtedly face severe consequences.

"Lu Ze, as an outer disciple, you dare to insult a True Transmission Disciple. Go to hell!"

The young man in the blue robe roared in anger and lunged towards Lu Ze. Qi Ming had a distinguished status, so the young man did not dare to attack him.

However, Lu Ze was just an outer disciple with a notorious reputation. Even if he were killed, it wouldn't matter. Qi Ming, witnessing that the external support he sought couldn't withstand even a single move, would undoubtedly reconsider his stance.

"Dragon-Tiger Breaking Mountain Fist!"

With this in mind, the young man in the blue robe immediately unleashed his most powerful martial technique, a punch aimed at Lu Ze, intending to cut him down in one blow.

The Dragon-Tiger Breaking Mountain Fist was a high-level martial technique of Profound Grade, perfected to yield the strength of ten thousand catties, capable of effortlessly shattering a piece of precious stone.

"Boom!"

As the young man in the blue robe threw a punch, the surrounding fist winds roared like a dragon's howl and a tiger's roar. The astral energy surged, causing a slight ripple in space, as if the heavens and earth couldn't bear the force of this punch and were about to be torn apart.

Simultaneously, a force of ten thousand catties, akin to a torrential flood, swept towards Lu Ze.

For an ordinary cultivator of the Innate Realm, under such formidable fist might, they would be completely immobilized. Before their bodies could react, they would be crushed by the fist wind.

However, Lu Ze merely frowned slightly. After undergoing the baptism of the crushing pressure of the Falling Sky River, his physical body had become significantly stronger, capable of withstanding forces that would easily annihilate a typical cultivator of the Innate Realm. The punch, which could kill an Innate Realm powerhouse with just its impact, was like a gentle breeze to him, causing minimal impact.

"Roll!"

Following that, Lu Ze lowly shouted and kicked his foot forward. A sharp silhouette of a leg seemed to tear through the dawn of the night, directly cutting through the vigorous astral winds of the young man in the blue robe and descending onto his chest.

At this moment, the young man in the blue robe's face was filled with killing intent and arrogance, completely unguarded against Lu Ze's sudden kick. He firmly believed that Lu Ze was absolutely incapable of matching him!

However, immediately afterward, there was a loud "bang," accompanied by the sound of bones cracking. The young man in the blue robe was shot out like a cannonball, breaking more than ten towering ancient trees outside the mountain gate before heavily crashing to the ground. As he fell, the young man was severely injured, his chest caved in, writhing in pain on the ground.

At this moment, his face displayed intense shock and fear. Shocked that Lu Ze, a widely known "waste", possessed such formidable strength to kick him away with a single blow. And fearful because Lu Ze's kick was too powerful, inflicting severe injuries with a single strike.

However, what he didn't know was that Lu Ze not only could kick him into a severe injury but also had the potential to kick him to death. If Lu Ze hadn't restrained 90% of his power just now, he, with the cultivation of only the Second Stage of the Innate Realm, would have become a corpse by now.

"Innate Realm? Is this Lu Ze actually in the Innate Realm?"

"To kick Senior Brother Lan away, he must have at least the cultivation of the Fourth Stage of the Innate Realm!"

"Innate Realm Fourth Stage? How is that possible? Wasn't this guy supposed to be a waste? How could he possibly possess the strength of Innate Realm Fourth Stage?"

Those inner disciples who had come with the young man in the blue robe, originally arrogant and domineering, witnessed this scene and each let out horrified screams, their faces turning pale.

Lu Ze's displayed strength in defeating the young man in the blue robe far exceeded their expectations. Everyone had spread rumors that Lu Ze was a waste, but the Lu Ze they just witnessed had no trace of being a waste.

To kick away an Innate Realm Second Stage powerhouse with a single blow, his strength must be at least at the Fourth Stage of the Innate Realm!

A sixteen-year-old Innate Realm Fourth Stage powerhouse...

And such an extraordinary person was actually the waste everyone in the Qiantian Sect talked about?

Damn it, who spread this damn rumor?

And while they were in a state of terrified confusion, filled with suspicions, Lu Ze had already left with Qi Ming.

"Hmph, this group of idiots only knows how to bully others with their status. Now they've kicked a hard rock."

"That inner disciple took a kick from that kid; he's probably crippled!"

"If he's crippled, he deserves it. Lu Ze killed an Innate Realm Fifth Stage powerhouse just yesterday. This guy is only at the Second Stage of the Innate Realm. Daring to be arrogant—it's just seeking death!"

The law enforcement disciples, hiding in the shadows and observing Lu Ze's every move, chuckled as they saw the terrified expressions of those inner disciples.

Those guys weren't good people at all. Normally, they relied on having True Transmission Disciples supporting them, acting arrogantly and bullying others.

They even disregarded the law enforcement disciples.

Now that they were suffering a big loss, it was truly satisfying.

"Alright, ignore these foolish guys. Let's hurry and catch up!"

"That Lu Ze practices the Dragon Scale Step, and Qi Ming has many spiritual weapons on him. If we don't move fast, we might not be able to catch up with them!"

The leading law enforcement disciple impatiently waved his hand, putting an end to the discussions. He led the others in pursuit of Lu Ze and Qi Ming.