Strongest War Emperor

Chapter 91: Chapter 84: 3 Bodyguards Wreak Havoc in the Martial Arts Arena

Just as the entire crowd stood stunned into a long silence, Shen Lang looked at the Third Elder and sneered, "You tell this old coot, is what I’m doing really that arrogant? That presumptuous?"

The Third Elder grabbed the enraged Fourth Elder, who was about to make a move. He dug his fingernails sharply into the Fourth Elder’s palm, finally stopping the furious man.

His expression was extremely odd, and his eyes darted about evasively. He spoke with a hint of fear, "Today is the day of the Shen Family’s annual martial tournament. You... what exactly do you want, coming here?"

The crowd was stunned once again...

’Something isn’t right. The Third Elder has an even worse temper than the Fourth Elder. Why did he not only stop the Fourth Elder, but also sound so timid when he spoke? Is he afraid of Shen Lang? Shen Lang had already gone so far, even saying he would flatten the Shen Family. So why... This isn’t right at all!’

"I don’t want anything in particular. It’s the annual martial tournament, isn’t it? Naturally, I’m here to participate." Shen Lang smiled faintly. "It was originally a very simple matter. But look, these pieces of trash made a complete mess of things, each one eager to challenge me before even getting on the stage. My friend couldn’t stand to watch, so he gave them a slap. That’s all there is to it."

"A slap..."

The Third Elder glanced at the group of people who still hadn’t gotten back up, and was left speechless.

If anyone else had dared to do this, he would have had them taken down long ago.

But he was facing Shen Lang. Leaving aside how powerful Shen Lang himself was, just based on his relationship with the Treasure Pavilion, the Shen Family wouldn’t dare to touch him...

"Hey, I’ve said what needs to be said. Are you two old geezers done staring? Is it time to clear the way? If not, I don’t mind beating up both of you." Shen Lang’s tone was placid as he spoke, as if he were just chatting with friends.

"Shen Lang, don’t you think you’re going too far? We’re... at the very least, we’re Elders of the Shen Family, your seniors..." The Third Elder himself felt his words lacked any force or confidence, leaving a bitter taste in his mouth.

"Seniors? You old fossil, you’ve done plenty of instigating, sending a bunch of juniors to bully me! You were also the most enthusiastic when leading people to seize my family’s Spirit Field, you shameless old bastard! And now you’re telling me you’re my senior? Go screw yourself!"

Shen Lang hooked his right foot under a guy groaning on the ground, then kicked him up and sent him flying toward the Third and Fourth Elders. freёwebnovel.com

"You brat, you dare!" The Fourth Elder finally sensed that something was off.

No one understood the Third Elder better than he did; the two of them were biological brothers.

’For Third Brother to be so terrified that he didn’t even dare to say a single harsh word... this is no small matter. Besides, from the very beginning, this Shen Lang has only gotten more and more arrogant. He’s clearly here to crash the party! Of course, crashing the party isn’t the important part. What’s important is the strength of the person doing the crashing. And from the looks of it, this Shen Lang did not come with good intentions!’

"Hmph, why wouldn’t I dare?" Shen Lang eyed the two old geezers sideways, wanting to see if they would actually make a move.

’If they don’t do anything, fine. But if they dare, I might just have to warm up a little ahead of schedule!’

’Disrespect from the elders begets disrespect from the young.’

’The fact that I didn’t just attack them on sight is already giving them face!’

WHOOSH!

As if linked by a spiritual connection, the two old geezers simultaneously extended a hand. A gust of wind caught the person flying toward them and set him down gently.

The several hundred Shen Family disciples surrounding them felt even more aggrieved and confused. Shen Lang’s actions were clearly an attack on the Elders, yet the two Elders acted as if nothing had happened, simply catching the man and then doing nothing else!

’What in the world is going on? Why does it look like even the Elders are afraid of Shen Lang?’

"You are a disciple of the Shen Family, so there’s no problem with you participating in the tournament. However, the three people behind you are not invited guests of the Shen Family. They cannot enter the Martial Arts Arena!"

The Fourth Elder’s heart was heavy with frustration. He didn’t know what the Third Elder was hiding from him, nor did he know how powerful Shen Lang’s backing was. He wanted to say something harsh, but he was afraid of misspeaking and causing even bigger trouble. Suffocating with resentment, he could only seize on this technicality.

"Understandable. Rules are rules."

To everyone’s surprise, Shen Lang actually nodded and walked right between the two Elders.

Just as the two old geezers were looking at each other in confusion, Shen Lang turned back around and said leisurely, "My two brothers, and Sister Zuimo, you saw it for yourselves. It’s not that I won’t let you in, it’s that *they* won’t let you in... However, you could try forcing your way in. For example, you could just smash this gate down and tear down this wall. See if you can get in that way."

The moment Shen Lang’s voice fell, the two old geezers had a bad feeling. They saw three figures flash forward as Yin Kuang and the others charged.

"WAHAHAHA, I love this kind of action! What a rush!"

Yin Kuang roared, and the Giant Axe in his hand trailed a streak of fiery light as he chopped the massive wooden fence in half with a single swing!

"Water Dragon’s Roar, The Dragon Emerges from the Field!"

Shui Buyu was different from him, much more civilized. He just gave a cold shout, and a Water Dragon roared into existence. Everywhere it passed, wood chips flew from the fence, leaving a scene of utter destruction.

Zeng Zuimo was more reserved. She glanced shyly at the several hundred Shen Family disciples, then timidly took out a Golden Silk Ring Saber and, with one slash, brought the not-so-thick wall crashing down, revealing a massive gap.

"You... you all..."

The Third Elder was about to cry. He thought Shen Lang was trouble enough, but these three were even more ferocious! Shen Lang only beat people up; these three were here to tear the place down!

His Cultivation was actually much higher than theirs, but the crucial point was that he didn’t dare to make a move.

Although he didn’t know their exact backgrounds, he knew they were classmates Shen Moran had brought back from Jialan Academy. Every single one of them had an extraordinary origin!

"Water Dragon’s Roar... You... you’re... you’re from the Shui Family of the Imperial Capital’s Divine Marquis Mansion?"

The Fourth Elder had been on the verge of attacking, but upon hearing the name of the technique Shui Buyu had called out, he pulled back the foot he had extended.

"The Celestial Dragon Crescent Saber... You’re from Prince Zeng’s Mansion..." The Third Elder stared at the Golden Silk Ring Saber in Zeng Zuimo’s hand, his teeth chattering.

Shen Lang, who had just walked past them, suddenly turned back around. He said with some curiosity, "Oh, right. I don’t think I ever learned about my two brothers’ and Sister Zuimo’s family backgrounds. From a Prince’s Mansion? Is Sister Zuimo a Commandery Princess? Damn, a Commandery Princess who’s this wild... ahem, that wall over there. One more strike and it’ll collapse completely."

"HAHAHAHA!" Yin Kuang swung his axe again, sending the last few wooden posts flying. He stood like an iron tower at the entrance to the Martial Arts Arena and said, "This daddy... ahem, my name is Yin Kuang, from the Yin Family of the Imperial Capital!"

"Is the Dragon Tiger General Yin Tianchou..." the Third Elder asked timidly.

"That’s my old man, what about it!" Yin Kuang said nonchalantly, slinging the axe over his shoulder. His voice was like thunder.

The other two were much more low-key than him.

Zeng Zuimo was gently wiping her Celestial Dragon Crescent Saber, occasionally glancing at the crowd as if she might slash at them at any moment, terrifying the Shen Family disciples.

Amidst the storm, Shui Buyu took out a fan and began to fan himself elegantly. "Since you’ve already recognized the Water Dragon’s Roar and the Celestial Dragon Crescent Saber, and you just guessed our origins, there’s no need for us to introduce ourselves, is there?"

The Third and Fourth Elders really did start to cry, old tears streaming down their faces.

Everyone knew Shen Lang was arrogant, but no one had ever imagined he was *this* arrogant!

To bring three bodyguards like these—he was treating the Little Commandery Princess from the Imperial Capital’s Prince’s Mansion, and the young masters from the General’s Mansion and the Divine Marquis Mansion, as his attendants!

How could something like this be possible? Even a Prince couldn’t pull something like this off, could he?

The Shen Family couldn’t afford to provoke any single one of them!

Whether it was the Prince’s Mansion, the General’s Mansion, or the Divine Marquis Mansion, even though they weren’t factions like the Evil Wind Valley, they were all immense powers with heaven-shaking authority!

Although no one had assigned them a faction Level, everyone understood that any one of these three powers was absolutely stronger than the Evil Wind Valley, not weaker!

They couldn’t afford to provoke even one, and now there were three at once...

"Young Masters, Little Commandery Princess, your great names are known to all! I have been remiss in my welcome, truly remiss!" The Shen Family’s Clan Leader, Shen Haoxuan, strode over with several Elders, his face wreathed in smiles.

Shui Buyu shot Shen Haoxuan a derisive look. "I haven’t even stated my name, yet you claim it’s ’known to all.’ You really are thick-skinned! No wonder you all could disregard your family ties and seize Uncle Shen’s Spirit Field and resources while he’s critically ill. ’Shamelessness is the passport of the shameless,’ indeed."

"Oh dear, I’m so sorry for tearing down the wall of your Martial Arts Arena... Why didn’t you make your walls a bit thicker? I just gave it a light tap with my saber, and it crumbled... Oh, what a pity." Zeng Zuimo shook her head repeatedly, her voice dripping with cloying sweetness.

The two of them walked over to Shen Lang’s side as they spoke.

"Hahaha, you two are quite witty! Truly, heroes emerge from the young... It’s no problem, in fact, I should be thanking the three of you! This gate was getting a bit old, and we were just discussing how to tear it down and rebuild it. I never expected you to help us with such a big task right after arriving! I must thank you all again. Sit, please, take the seats of honor. Tea! Serve tea! Serve the best tea!" freewёbnoνel.com

In truth, Shen Haoxuan was so furious he felt his lungs might explode, but there was nothing he could do. His heart was bleeding, but his face had to feign a look of pleasant surprise.

Just then, Shen Lang walked up to him, tilted his head, and whispered, "Damn, you’re really good at holding it in. I’m impressed!"

Shen Haoxuan’s body stiffened. Then, an ugly smile formed on his bitter-looking face. "Xiaolang, your Third Uncle knows I went a bit too far with your family in the past. I’ve been reflecting on it these past few days. No matter what, we’re all family. I’ll definitely go to your father later to apologize! You’re a magnanimous person, so please, just give us a little bit of face, won’t you?"

Although he spoke in a low voice, everyone nearby heard him clearly, and they were all deeply shocked.

For the Clan Leader of a family to say such words to one of his own juniors was truly unbelievable.

Shen Lang snorted softly, then declared in a loud voice, "There’s no need to apologize... All of you, young and old, can’t seem to stop calling people ’trash.’ I came here today to count exactly how many pieces of trash the Shen Family really has..."

His voice, like a clap of thunder, echoed back and forth over the Martial Arts Arena.

The clamor in the Martial Arts Arena was suddenly cut off as if by a pair of scissors, vanishing without a trace. The silence was terrifying.