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Warrior's Promise

Chapter 254: The Mighty Weng Kuiwu
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Translator: Transn Editor: Transn

Weng Kuiwu stood on the fighting ring, looking confident.

Upon hearing Tong Wanqiu’s words, he said with a smile, “Young sister Qiu’er, you will soon find out whether I’ll win or not!”

Then, he looked around, glancing at all disciples of the Tongs and said loudly, “All of the Tongs geniuses, who dares to challenge me?”

All of the Tongs’ members knew exactly of Weng Kuiwu’s intention to challenge them.

Hearing Weng Kuiwu’s arrogant speech, they all sneered. “You may be talented, but it’s impossible for you to defeat all of the Tongs’ disciples.”

Among all the disciples, there were many experts at Lv 9 Spiritual Martial Realm and even two other elder disciples in their twenties that had reached the Peak Lv 9 Spiritual Martial Realm.

Swish!

As soon as he said that, a Tongs’ disciple, at Lv 9 Spiritual Martial Realm, flew into the fighting ring.

“Weng Kuiwu, if you want to defeat all of the Tongs’ disciples, you must defeat me first!” The youth who went to the fighting ring was tall and strong. He had dense stubble and seemed mighty.

Weng Kuiwu glimpsed at him, smiled plainly and then said, “Tong Li, since we are both at the Middle stage of Lv 9 Spiritual Martial Realm, shall we decide the winner by one stroke?”

“Okay!” The tall youth nodded.

Then, both of them stopped talking. Both of their aura elevated, and they fixed their eyes on each other.

The next moment, they began to attack nearly at the same time. Tong Li punched his fist, while Weng Kuiwu used his claws.

“Thunderous Fist!”

“Netherworld Claw!”

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Both of their attacks were powerful, especially Weng Kuiwu’s. His palm, with claws that were bursting with gloominess, became pitch black.

Boom!

Both fist and claw collided with each other, causing an explosive sound.

Soon after, the audience saw Tong Li being thrown out of the martial practice field like a cannonball, falling to the ground.

The whole martial practice field went silent. The sound of a needle falling could be heard.

As their cultivation was the same, no one believed that Tong Li could actually be defeated by Weng Kuiwu within one stroke.

Soon after, all the surrounding disciples were suddenly discussing the bout, causing an uproar.

“It’s Netherworld Claw. I never expected that Weng Kuiwu had practiced the Weng’s unique skill.”

“Not bad! Very powerful indeed. It’s worthy of a Lower Lv 3 Martial Skill!”

“Humph! So what if he’s cultivating the Netherworld Claw! No way he can defeat all of our Tongs disciples!”

“…”

The Master of the Tongs, Tong Lian, was sitting on the spectators stand. When he saw Weng Kuiwu used the Netherworld Claw, he began to frown.

His vision surely surpassed all the young disciples. With a glance, he could tell that not only had Weng Kuiwu practiced the Netherworld Claw, he had also cultivated it to the Minor Completion Realm.

Tong Wanqiu stood there with Liang Yao, Xiao Qing, and the others. When she realized Weng Kuiwu’s strength, her face turned and her arched brows furrowed.

Weng Kuiwu’s strength was completely out of her expectation. He actually could defeat Tong Li effortlessly, who was at the Middle stage of Lv 9 Spiritual Martial Realm.

“Brother Tong Tian, you must defeat Weng Kuiwu for us!” said Tong Wanqiu to a handsome youth who stood nearby.

The handsome youth, Tong Tian, was one of the experts among the posterity of the Tongs. At the age of 26, he had already reached the Peak Lv 9 Spiritual Martial Realm and was extremely powerful.

Tong Wanqiu would never agree to marry Weng Kuiwu, but she had already made the promise, so now all she hoped for, was that someone could defeat Weng Kuiwu.

She was close with Tong Tian, and he was also her idol during her childhood. Hence, she hoped Tong Tian could help her.

Upon hearing that, Tong Tian gave her an assuring look, and said with a smile, “Wanqiu, rest assured! As long as I’m here, he can’t defeat the Tongs!”

Thereafter, Tong Tian stepped onto the fighting ring.

“Weng Kuiwu, your Netherworld Claw was indeed powerful, but still, you’re still not qualified to defeat me!” Tong Tian spoke confidently while looking straight at Weng Kuiwu.

“Not qualified?” Weng Kuiwu chuckled and scoffed, “I’ll beat you to death, and then you’ll know if I’m qualified!”

Weng Kuiwu suddenly attacked with a fierce claw, instantly bursting out and striking toward Tong Tian’s head.

“What arrogance!” Tong Tian shouted. Then a long spear appeared in his hand, like a dragon emerging out of the sea, and pierced through the claw easily.

He swung the long spear at Weng Kuiwu and attacked him like a furious storm. The shadow of the spear was flickering and shining brightly on the fighting ring.

“Haha! Great! Tong Tian, you’re a good match for me to get serious!” Faced with the overwhelming attack, Weng Kuiwu was delighted. His aura increased again, and his claws destroyed all the spear shadows and spear impacts as if to tear apart heaven and earth.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

They were fighting fiercely, but after 10 strokes, everyone was surprised to find that Tong Tian was going to be defeated soon. “How is that possible? Weng Kuiwu is more powerful than Brother Tong Tian, who’s at Peak Lv 9 Spiritual Martial Realm.”

“Oh no, if Brother Tong Tian is defeated, it’s possible that Weng Kuiwu may defeat all of us!” All of the Tongs’ disciples went pale.

Tong Wanqiu’s expression also changed, her face instantly turned pale.

Liang Yao’s expression was no exception, as he regarded his cousin as his goddess. He could not accept it if she married Weng Kuiwu.

On the fighting ring where the top executives of the Wengs were, the Wengs’ Master, Weng Zhen, and a group of elders were smiling, not shocked at all.

They had expected Weng Kuiwu to defeat Tong Tian. On the contrary, they would be shocked if Tong Tian was not defeated.

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Thud!

After a dozen strokes, Weng Kuiwu clawed on Tong Tian’s shoulder and tore off a big piece of flesh. With a loud scream, Tong Tian retreated rapidly and dropped out of the fighting ring.

“Hum! What a loser!” said Weng Kuiwu disdainfully, who stooped to look at Tong Tian.

“You…!” Tong Tian was raging. He had never been humiliated like this before, being one of the experts among the disciples of the Tongs.

However, he was dumbfounded now, for he was defeated after all!

After he defeated Tong Tian, Weng Kuiwu became more arrogant. He glanced around and said loudly, “All talents of the Tongs, who else wants to fight? I’ll accompany you and fight to the end!”

His arrogance enraged many disciples of the Tongs, but no one dared to challenge him, because they were no match for him at all.

Swoosh!

Another Tongs’ expert, Tong Hua, who was at Peak Lv 9 Spiritual Martial Realm, flew onto the ring, and immediately attacked Weng Kuiwu. His strength was comparable with Tong Tian, but still, he was defeated after 30 strokes. Weng Kuiwu tore his chest open and kicked him off the fighting ring.

Had Weng Kuiwu not been merciful, Tong Hua would have been killed instantly.

“Are all disciples of the Tongs losers? Who else wants to fight?” Weng Kuiwu shouted loudly as he glanced around, feeling invincible now.

After defeating two experts of the Tongs at Peak Lv 9 Spiritual Martial Realm, his imposing manner became more intense.

All disciples of the Tongs were completely dumbstruck, they never thought that Weng Kuiwu could be so powerful. Being that he had defeated the two strongest disciples, Tong Tian and Tong Hua, who else could stop him?

Weng Kuiwu’s strength had totally shocked all of the disciples. There was dead silent and nobody dared to step onto the ring.

Tong Wanqiu’s face was pale. “Can he really defeat all of our disciples?”

“Am I really going to marry him?”

She shook her head hard and then silently made up her mind. She would rather die than marry this immoral bastard.

Da! Da! Da!

At that moment, footsteps could be heard from a distance. Due to the dead silence in the martial practice field, the steps sounded especially abrupt.

The crowd turned their heads and saw a servant and a youth aged 16 or 17, walking toward them.

After they took a brief glance at them, they turned back their heads again.