“A Level 1 Spiritual Lord?” Everyone looked at Wu Yue. “Is he so capable now?”
Wu Yue sighed. “I heard that he was at that level a year ago. Maybe he’s made a breakthrough already.”
Everyone was speechless.
“Then he’ll be so capable… Feng Wu will never be his match.”
“That’s only normal. I’d be surprised if she can defeat him,” Wu Yue said slowly. “Everyone has to be responsible for their own behavior. Feng Wu beat up Gu Xingcheng, and of course, Gu Xingyun will take revenge for his brother.”
What he said made sense, but still…
Many people felt sorry for Feng Wu.
By then, Gu Xingyun had walked up to Duan Chaoge and struck down with his fist.
He wanted to kill her.
Chaoge was frozen on the spot and couldn’t dodge the attack.
Feng Wu pulled her back.
Gu Xingyun missed his target.
He looked up and glared at Feng Wu.
Gu Xingcheng spat out a mouthful of blood, and Feng Qi quickly helped him to his feet.
“Brother, she insulted me!” Gu Xingcheng took a big breath. “As long as she’s alive, I’ll have an obstacle in my mind.”
He couldn’t have made it any clearer.
If Feng Wu was alive, he wouldn’t make any more progress in his cultivation.
Gu Xingyun’s eyes glinted coldly. He asked Feng Wu, “Did you hear that?”
The pressure he gave off made the crowd step back.
The ground cracked under his feet.
How terrifying…
Song Yichen was worried about Feng Wu, so he whispered, “Feng Wu, just apologize…”
The others nodded as well.
Apologize now, and maybe he would spare her life. If she offended the Gu family, she would be doomed.
But —
To everyone’s surprise, Feng Wu wasn’t scared.
Not only that, she also raised her chin and gave Gu Xingyun an indifferent glance.
She was even smiling, as if she wasn’t afraid of death at all.
Gu Xingyun was provoked by her attitude as well.
Fine!
“You asked for it! It’s not the Gu family’s fault!” Gu Xingyun smirked. “Since you’re a girl, I’ll use three strikes only. You can walk away if you’re still alive after that!”
After that, he raised his hand.
Boom!
He struck down with his fist.
Rumble —
The entire square was covered by darkness, and the energy was terrifying.
Gu Xingyun landed like a heavenly god.
He struck out.
The energy in his strike was ferocious.
It seemed to create ripples around him.
Even the air seemed to warp.
What a strike!
That was the force of a Spiritual Lord.
The energy turned into magma and rushed toward Feng Wu.
Seeing this, the crowd was so nervous that they bit their lower lips.
Some of them liked Feng Wu, while others didn’t.
