Chapter 1541: Teacher, Allow Me to Vent Your Anger for You!
Translator: StarveCleric Editor: Millman97
"Progeny of Combat, what do you mean by this?" Recognizing who the other party was, Ren Qingyuan's face twitched uncontrollably. Taking a deep breath to calm himself down, he said, "You have to remember that everything you have now was given by the Master Teacher Pavilion. As long as we will it so, the Master Teacher Pavilion can take away everything that you have anytime we wish!"
"Take away everything I have?"
Completely unfazed by what Ren Qingyuan had said, Zheng Yang waved his hand nonchalantly and replied, "Do whatever pleases you!"
After which, he descended toward Zhang Xuan.
"Progeny of Combat Zheng Yang, just what kind of attitude do you think you are showing us?" Unable to tolerate the young man's unconcerned reaction, Elder Qu dashed forward and blocked his path.
Even though he had been poisoned by Wei Ruyan earlier, as a 9-star master teacher, he had a deep understanding of medicine, and on top of that, he was also a powerful cultivator himself. After recuperating for a moment, he had already recovered enough to move around without any trouble.
"Don't block my way." Zheng Yang glanced at the elder standing before him with narrowed eyes. "Scram."
"Audacious! Is this how you address a 9-star master teacher?" the infuriated Elder Qu snapped as his face turned crimson.
Every single one of Zhang Xuan's student was more arrogant than the last.
We might not have the influence to interfere in the affairs of the Poison Hall, soul oracles, and Spirit Awakener Guild, but the Combat Master Hall is a subsidiary of the Master Teacher Pavilion! How dare you bite the hand that feeds you?
"Then how do you want me to address you? Shall I kneel to you?" Zheng Yang scoffed.
"You don't have to kneel to me, but you should understand that the strength and influence you possess right now is all due to the credit of the Master Teacher Pavilion. You are indebted to us. Don't bite the hand that feeds you and ruin your own future..."
Halfway through Elder Qu's words, he suddenly felt his goosebumps rising up. The next instant, he saw a spear piercing right in his direction, and the powerful aura that it commanded seemed as if it would tear his Primordial Spirit to shreds.
"You..." Alarmed, Elder Qu quickly whipped out a sword to defend against the spear.
Ding!
As the tip of the spear and the sword collided with a metallic clang, Elder Qu felt overwhelming might surging up his arm, seemingly threatening to jolt his meridians into shreds.
Pu!
The sword flew out of his hands, and he spurted a mouthful of blood as he was forced back a couple of steps. But before he could regain his footing once more, he saw the body of a spear flicking forcefully in his direction.
He instinctively cowered in fear, and he hurriedly raised his palms to defend himself.
Kacha! Kacha!
Under the astounding might of the spear whip, Elder Qu's body slammed right into the ground, creating a huge pit beneath him on impact.
"I am already sparing your pride, but you still want to lecture me?" Zheng Yang scoffed as he clapped the dust off his hands and put his spear back leisurely, as if he had just done something insignificant.
