Chapter 1917: Chapter 1913: Three Versus One
"A fair duel."
Tang Ming rubbed his chin and gave Sun Zhuangjia a look: "I don’t think it’s necessary for me to face you one-on-one."
"What do you mean?"
Hearing this, Murong Yunhai immediately looked warily at Sun Zhuangjia and Tang Ming: "Shameless scoundrels, but it doesn’t matter, even if the two of you come at me together, I’ll still..."
"Swish!"
Before Murong Yunhai could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a chill behind him. He quickly sidestepped just in time to narrowly avoid a long blade enveloped in Gang Qi, and saw a woman in black ninja attire appear behind him.
"You..."
Murong Yunhai’s eyes widened just as he was about to speak.
"Get him!"
Tang Ming didn’t give Murong Yunhai a chance to speak, calling Sun Zhuangjia to charge at Murong Yunhai together.
Tang Ming, Sun Zhuangjia, and Tianye Yingzi surrounded Murong Yunhai and unleashed a wild barrage, the scene looking even more hooligan-like than a gang brawl.
"Bastards, you said it was a one-on-one duel, yet you gang up on me."
Murong Yunhai struggled bitterly, roaring furiously. If it were one-on-one, or even one-on-two, he was confident he could fight.
But now it’s one against three, and from the start he’s been on the defensive. Furthermore, that Japanese woman is a one-star peak Martial General. How can he fight?
"Duel, my foot. The three of us against you, nothing wrong with that. Hit him, hit him..."
Tang Ming cursed while fighting.
"Bastard!"
A few minutes later, the bruised Murong Yunhai tossed a special purple firework into the sky, then got knocked to the ground, clutching his head while looking at Tang Ming and the others’ attacks.
Watching Tang Ming and the others kick the downed Murong Yunhai, Zhang Chuming was a bit bewildered: "Tang Ming’s strength is enough to duel with Murong Yunhai, so why be so shameless?"
"Heh, that’s because you don’t know this guy."
Meng Xianjun gave a strange smile: "He’s no gentleman. He’s impersonated others, launched sneak attacks, used poison and trickery, he’s done it all."
"Is he really that shameless?"
Zhang Chuming’s mouth twitched.
"That’s exactly what makes him terrifying; he doesn’t follow the rules at all."
Meng Xianjun sighed with a complex expression, looking at Tang Ming with some apprehension. Strength without rules is what’s most troublesome.
For example, generally strong people wouldn’t bother with very weak individuals, but if some ordinary person dared to offend Tang Ming now, Tang Ming would beat them like a dog, no concern for a strong person’s dignity.
"Anything to achieve his goals?"
Hearing Meng Xianjun’s words, Zhang Chuming frowned at Tang Ming.
"Yeah, kind of like that."
Meng Xianjun nodded: "You know my background, and for all these years, among my peers, the only one I admire is Tang Ming. This guy... is just shameless."
"Heh!"
Zhang Chuming chuckled, not saying anything more, mainly because he wasn’t very familiar with Tang Ming.
A dozen minutes later, Tang Ming and the others stopped, and what was once the handsome and dashing Murong Yunhai was now beaten to a pulp, his face full of Tang Ming’s footprints.
"Sister Baobao, we can bury this bastard too."
Tang Ming turned and shouted to Zhang Baobao.
"Ok!"
Zhang Baobao responded without even looking up, patting the stones off Hu Wei.
When Tang Ming and the others returned to the table, Zhang Baobao started burying the half-dead Murong Yunhai.
"Brother, you treat the Young Master of Rainbow Cloud Peak like this, aren’t you afraid of their revenge?"
Meng Xianjun looked at Tang Ming speechlessly.
"If I were scared, how would I establish a sect here?"
Tang Ming grinned.
"Rainbow Cloud Peak is the strongest Martial Arts Sect in the southwest. If you offend them, forget about setting up a sect."
Zhang Chuming rolled his eyes, kindly reminding: "Just now, Murong Yunhai sent out the emergency signal from Rainbow Cloud Peak. I guess their forces will soon arrive. How will you handle that then?"
"Well... with you guys here!"
Tang Ming thought for a moment, then mischievously looked at Zhang Chuming and Meng Xianjun: "If I can’t handle it myself, you guys can help!"
"Damn! I knew you were setting me up."
Meng Xianjun cursed in exasperation.
"What’s it got to do with me?"
Zhang Chuming also looked speechless.
"Initially, nothing, but soon it does. When Rainbow Cloud Peak’s forces arrive, I’ll say we’re all in it together."
Tang Ming laughed shamelessly, "One’s a Young Master of the Meng Family, the other’s the Young Master of the God and Ghost Sect, and I know the Heavenly Mechanism Hundred Changes. That’s three big forces; I bet Rainbow Cloud Peak wouldn’t dare not show some respect."
"Damn it, you’re truly shameless!"
Hearing this, Zhang Chuming finally understood Meng Xianjun’s assessment of Tang Ming. This bastard was simply shameless to the extreme.
"I’m used to it."
Meng Xianjun sighed, looking into the distance: "However, Rainbow Cloud Peak should only send Martial Generals over, so we should still have a chance to negotiate."
"Don’t worry! My woman is cultivating at Rainbow Cloud Peak. I’ve heard she’s quite high up. If this really blows up, she definitely won’t leave me hanging!"
Tang Ming casually picked up the poker cards: "Besides, I’ve even dared to go against the Dragon Group and Heavenly Wolf Palace; what’s Rainbow Cloud Peak worth? Whose turn is it to play?"
"I bet you’ll win this time."
Meng Xianjun sighed, "I had a three of a kind and a single just now, do you want it?"
...
When Murong Yunhai sent out the distress signal, Rainbow Cloud Peak’s base became chaotic.
That was Murong Yunhai’s special firework. As the Young Master of Rainbow Cloud Peak personally sending out a distress signal, he must have encountered a very tricky situation, so Rainbow Cloud Peak’s people took it very seriously and quickly mobilized.
Within a separate and elegant small building in the mountain forests of Rainbow Cloud Peak’s base, an incredibly beautiful woman with purple sand clothing and hair down to her waist sat cross-legged in meditation. A vivid red moon symbol adorned her brow — the long-lost Xia Wei’er.
"Wei’er! Yunhai sent out a distress signal, there’s a problem at the Sect’s Forbidden Land, I need to go with the other Elders to check it out."
Another elegant and wealthy beautiful woman appeared behind Xia Wei’er, reporting amiably.
"Senior Brother Yunhai is in trouble? Do you need me to go?"
Xia Wei’er opened her eyes, looking calmly out the window.
"No need, you should focus on your cultivation. No sect matters should disturb your practice."
The woman quickly shook her head: "While I’m away, if there’s anything, don’t worry, you can inform others."
"Rest assured, I will take good care of myself."
Xia Wei’er gently nodded, then closed her eyes to continue meditating.
