Vulgar Strange Uncle, Bu Le (3)

Whether it was Dai Mubai, Oscar or Ma Hongjun, all silently thought, if this was them being dropped seven times, what would the scene be like. Perhaps even the strongest Dai Mubai would immediately lose consciousness, even if he had already used his White Tiger Vajra Transformation, when thrown by Xiao Wu like this perhaps his spirit power would come apart from the shock.

Xiao Wu yet again leapt up, but when Dai Mubai's group thought she would once again use the killing spiral drop from high in the air, Xiao Wu didn't make those kinds of movements. The current Bu Le was already completely in a semi-conscious state. When Xiao Wu caught up to him, both her feet once again pressed at his neck. She rotated one thousand eighty degrees at lightning speed, with Bu Le's neck squeezed by her, naturally he could only follow along with her turn, his neck constantly making cracking sounds. Even if the vertebra didn't come apart, it still wasn't much better.

After the one thousand eighty degree turn, Xiao Wu made an elegant backwards summersault, Waist Bow activating one last time, directly throwing Bu Le towards the ground. She also made use of the opposite force from throwing Bu Le to flip several times through the air, landing on the ground.

Hong—-, the vulgar strange uncle Bu Le smashed into the ground in a kind of extremely monstrous posture. Apart from his whole body twitching, he didn't make any other movements.

Ma Hongjun looked at the slightly panting Xiao Wu who had landed not far from him, probingly asking:

"Xiao Wu, you didn't kill him, right?"

Xiao Wu gave the twitching body of Bu Le a glance,

"Killing him would dirty my hands. I have propriety. Little San wouldn't let me casually kill people. I only gave him a lesson, that's all. However, I expect he'll be out in bed for three months before recovering. By my calculations, several of his joints were dislocated by my drops. For a time, I'm afraid he really will be unable to take care of himself."

Dai Mubai somewhat gloomily said:

"We came here to fight, when you've thrown him around like this, we have farts to beat, ah. Only, Xiao Wu, your Eight Stage Drop really is powerful."

Oscar added:

"The key point is that her teleportation is too abnormal, once within a five meter range of her, even running is impossible. Furthermore, Xiao Wu, that Waist Bow ability can be used consecutively? Is there no need to aggregate spirit power between uses?"

Xiao Wu giggled, as if the impressive feat just now hadn't been accomplished by her,

"Previously I had to condense spirit power, only, after I reached thirtieth rank, there is no longer any need for time. Besides, even if I had to aggregate spirit power, the interval between each Waist Bow is already enough."

Tang San suddenly said:

"Xiao Wu, in the future don't use that kind of method to lure the enemy again. It's too dangerous like this."

Xiao Wu looked blank a moment, looking at Tang San's serious eyes, she stuck out her tongue, but nodded cutely.

What Tang San didn't say was that when he watched Xiao Wu go to entice Bu Le, for some reason, his heart was extremely uneasy.

Dai Mubai waved his hand, saying:

"Fine, we'll leave. Fatty. This fellow is more miserable than you. It counts as your revenge."

Ma Hongjun had after all not used his own hands, right now he still somewhat hadn't resolved his anger. Running up next to Bu Le, he raised his foot and stepped down several times with an effort, while stomping he hatefully said:

"Letting you beat me, letting you beat me. Letting you say my pecker is small. Ai, all right."

Seeming to suddenly recall something, Ma Hongjun smiled mischievously,

"You go ahead first, I'll come right away."

Dai Mubai frowned, saying:

"Don't be harsh, although this fellow beating you isn't any good thing, but it still isn't a deadly crime. You hurry it up."

"Got it."

Watching Dai Mubai, Tang San, Oscar and Xiao Wu turn around the corner and disappear, Ma Hongjun's face revealed a monstrous smile. Raising his right hand, a red purple flame appeared in his palm, and his gaze moved to Bu Le's lower body.

"Strange uncle, didn't you say I had a small pecker? Fine, then I'll let yours become a roast chicken."

"Aaaaah—-"

Tang San's group still hadn't gone very far, hearing the unhumanly bloodcurdling scream, the four looked face to face, and somewhat helplessly shook their heads.

Very quickly, Fatty already animatedly chased after them, without waiting for any questions, immediately took the initiative to say:

"Be at ease, I did nothing like that. I wouldn't let him die. Xiao Wu was right, killing him would dirty our hands. Fifth sister, many thanks for today, if there is anything you have need of this Fatty for then don't hesitate to ask, as long as I can get it, I won't decline."

Xiao Wu cackled,

"No need for repayment. That throwing just now was very invigorating. It's been quite a while without something so pleasurable."

Tang San seeming to ponder something said:

"Actually, what we did was no good."

"No good? Little San, you wouldn't be soft hearted, right?"

Dai Mubai somewhat puzzled looked at Tang San. Although Tang San was ordinarily very calm, he didn't seem like a soft hearted person. He could still clearly remember the appearance of Tang San fully using his hidden weapons, even Zhao Wuji suffered a small loss.

Tang San shook his head, saying:

"I'm saying, cutting grass without rooting it out, once the spring wind blows it grows again."

"Ah?"

The others' gazes at Tang San immediately changed somewhat. Although they were all genius Spirit Masters, they were after all only teenagers, with regard to murder, perhaps only Dai Mubai could accept it. Nobody expected Tang San would say something like this.

Tang San never forgot the guiding principles written in Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record. Tang Sect Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record General Principles, third item: Ascertain the opponent is an enemy, as long as they chose the path of killing, never hesitate, otherwise one's worries will only increase.

"That vulgar strange uncle Bu Le didn't die this time, perhaps the matter will stay at that. But in the end he has more than fortieth ranked spirit power. If he musters a group of friends for revenge, you be careful Fatty. Although who beat him was unclear, by hearing alone, adding to his clash with you in the daytime, he will certainly guess it was you who brought people in."

If previously Dai Mubai didn't say Bu Le's sins weren't worthy of death, Tang San already would have acted. Right now he was only reminding Ma Hongjun so he wouldn't later come to grief.

Ma Hongjun swallowed,

"I didn't expect it would be little San who was the fiercest! Apparently, if one offends somebody it shouldn't be you."

Tang San showed a smile,

"As we came here you didn't seem to address me like that."

"Eh..., fine, big brother San, and little sister Xiao Wu as well, many thanks for the matter this time, I would still ask you brothers to help keep this a secret."

Dai Mubai raised his hand to lightly pat the top of Fatty's swollen head,

"Our own brother, why are you saying such nonsense? Let's go back quickly. We can't let Grandmaster discover we were out so late, unless you want more devilish training."

…...

Shrek Academy, dean's office.

"Xiao Gang, I don't want to disturb your teaching of those little monsters of ours, but, I have no choice but to regretfully inform you, the Academy's little bit of money has already been spent by you."

Somewhat helplessly saying this, Flender had a sad expression.

As a formidable Spirit Sage, but whose arrogance kept him from wealth, what kind of sorrow was this.

According to normal expenses, the tuition the students paid would be sufficient for the expenditures of one academic year. There would even be a bit left over. But Grandmaster's education plan was in another class, not only did food expenses go up considerably, but along with the food the medicines mixed into the students' baths every day were even more frightfully expensive. Over these past three months, of this year's tuition for Shrek Academy there was already nothing left.

Grandmaster nodded, as always with that rigid face, and said indifferently:

"Got it."

Flender said with a wry smile:

"You got it, then propose a solution."

Grandmaster said:

"Once these seven days of rest are over, I will bring them to undergo the second stage of training. You needn't worry, I will settle the issue of expenses."

Flender sighed, saying:

"Were it not for these children being so outstanding, I truly wouldn't think to go on. It's still the days we together travelled the Continent that moved me the most."

Grandmaster showed a brief despondency,

"Perhaps there will be a day we can repeat that happiness."

Flender couldn't help but ask:

"Xiao Gang, how are you planning to teach these children in the next stage? Wouldn't it be taking it easy for a bit, in these three months they have suffered bitterly. They're after all just teenagers. As they say 'excessive hardness leads to an easy break', don't be too excessive."

Grandmaster's expression again recovered to its normal state,

"Since you gave these children to me to teach, you can only place your full trust in me. I have measured it out."

…...

Limp on the ground, Bu Le was still constantly twitching, but by now he had already woken from unconsciousness. This was already the third time he had awoken. The first two times he woke up the incomparable pain all over his body had instantly brought him back into the darkness.

Clenching his teeth to resist the pain, Bu Le forced his eyes open, a scorched smell constantly assaulted his sense of smell, but what made him despair the most, was the complete lack of sensation in his lower body. He knew that his whole life might be over. He wanted to move, but could only barely squirm, his four limbs were completely dislocated, even his elbows and knees were separated. At least five ribs were broken. Of his cervical vertebra at least two were displaced.