Treading Dreams, Shattering Mountains and Rivers

Chapter 73 War with Hua Ying

"Tsk tsk, boss, there's a show about to start. Want to make a bet?"

The chubby Xiong Bao looked up at Hua Ying, who was approaching in the distance, and grinned maliciously.

As he spoke, he took snacks from his pocket and stuffed them into his mouth.

"What bet?" Zi Lin still had her arms crossed, but the flickering of her eyes betrayed her.

"Let's bet on whether that pretty boy or Er Gou wins. Ten thousand low-grade spirit stones, what do you say?"

"Uh!" Zhang Er Gou didn't expect these two to be in the mood for a bet at a time like this.

"Okay, I'll bet ten thousand spirit stones on Er Gou winning, and ten thousand spirit stones on the pretty boy winning."

Zi Lin blinked her large eyes and looked slyly at Xiong Bao.

"Boss, you're cheating!"

"Huh?" Zi Lin glared with wide eyes and raised her fist.

"No, no, boss, you can bet however you want. It's fine!" The chubby guy immediately conceded.

Zhang Er Gou endured the urge to look at these two and turned his attention to the approaching Hua Ying.

"Ling Feng'er, you've been running all this way, and you expect this brat to save you?" Hua Ying said with a playful smile as he got closer.

It seemed his injuries weren't hurting as much. Zhang Er Gou, at best, had a Foundation Establishment early-stage cultivation.

In Hua Ying's eyes, he was no match for him.

As for Zi Lin and the chubby Xiong Bao, he completely ignored them.

Ling Feng'er turned her head, leaning on her long sword, barely managing to stay upright. If Zhang Er Gou hadn't been there to support her, she would have already collapsed.

She looked coldly at Hua Ying, "Hua Ying, you scoundrel! I treated you with the respect due to a senior disciple, yet you ambushed me. If not for that, do you think you could have defeated me?"

"Heh heh, Junior Sister Feng'er, I was too impatient earlier. Please don't hold it against me. Forgive your senior brother's rudeness."

Hua Ying chuckled and slowly walked up to the group.

"It's just that you're too beautiful, Senior Sister. Your Senior Brother's impure thoughts got the better of him. Junior Sister, please don't blame your Senior Brother too much."

*Zheng!*

Ling Feng'er's long sword instantly shot out, aiming straight for Hua Ying's face.

"Don't come any closer!" Ling Feng'er forced herself to draw her sword, as she realized Zhang Er Gou's cultivation was indeed too low.

He was clearly no match for Hua Ying. If Hua Ying got close, those few would be in trouble.

Hua Ying, while speaking words of apology, acted in the opposite manner. He lightly waved his folding fan, and a vortex of spiritual energy instantly formed in front of him.

Ling Feng'er's sword pierced into the vortex of spiritual energy, but it couldn't advance even an inch. It was like sinking into a swamp, her fierce attack instantly blocked by the vortex.

As Hua Ying's folding fan waved faster and faster, even Ling Feng'er's long sword began to spin along with the rapidly rotating vortex of spiritual energy.

*Puff!*

A mouthful of blood spurted out. Ling Feng'er, losing her grip, had her sword torn from her control, and she also suffered a backlash.

"Junior Sister Feng'er, I've already apologized. Aren't you willing to forgive your Senior Brother?"

Hua Ying's face held a hidden, sinister smile. He took a step forward and lunged towards Ling Feng'er. In an instant, a palm strike was directed at the already heavily injured Ling Feng'er. Sudancn.com

*Bang!*

Two palm strikes collided in mid-air, emitting a dull sound.

"Brat, you're seeking death!" Seeing Zhang Er Gou step forward to protect Ling Feng'er, Hua Ying became enraged.

Zhang Er Gou pulled Ling Feng'er behind him with one hand, pushing her towards Zi Lin and Xiong Bao to care for, and then assumed a fighting stance.

A fierce battle was about to erupt.

"Hua Ying, is it? Your Hua family is a renowned aristocratic family on the Yin Zhou Continent, yet they raised a despicable person like you."

"Not only did you ambush your own junior sister, but you also intend to force yourself upon her."

Zhang Er Gou looked at Hua Ying opposite him with disdain.

"If I were your ancestor, I would be utterly shamed by you."

Hua Ying was instantly furious, "Brat, what right do you have to speak here?"

He unleashed a palm strike. Perhaps because he disdained Zhang Er Gou's cultivation, he only used fifty percent of his strength.

Seeing this, Zhang Er Gou quickly swung his fist to block. Unintentionally, he used the Fire Spirit Fist he had previously cultivated.

A fist imprint, wrapped in golden flames, rapidly shot towards Hua Ying's palm strike.

*Chirr!*

A burning sound was heard. Hua Ying's palm strike was instantly incinerated into nothingness by the Fire Spirit Fist imprint.

The Fire Spirit Fist imprint, however, was not weakened in the slightest and continued to charge towards Hua Ying with undiminished power.

"What?"

Hua Ying's eyes widened, staring blankly at the completely dissipated palm print. In his haste, he struck out with another palm.

This time, he exerted his full strength.

As Hua Ying unleashed his palm, his aura clearly became unstable. Coupled with the sword wound he had accidentally sustained from Ling Feng'er earlier.

For a moment, Hua Ying, who was at the peak of Foundation Establishment, was being suppressed by Zhang Er Gou.

In just a few dozen seconds, Hua Ying retreated repeatedly, his body looking disheveled, and his robes were burnt with several large holes by Zhang Er Gou's unpredictable Fire Spirit Fist.

Facing Zhang Er Gou's peculiar attacks, Hua Ying found it difficult to cope.

"Brat, what kind of bizarre technique are you cultivating? How can it be so troublesome?" Hua Ying angrily dodged a Fire Spirit Fist imprint shaped like a chicken.

He glared at Zhang Er Gou and asked.

"Beg me, and I'll tell you." Zhang Er Gou was having a blast now. This was the first time since he started cultivating that he could so freely dominate someone with his techniques.

Hua Ying was a good practice target, so Zhang Er Gou wasn't in a hurry. Each move seemed incredibly dangerous, but none were true killing blows.

"Heh heh, boss, this Zhang Er Gou is too wicked, playing with that pretty boy."

The chubby Xiong Bao, while chewing, still managed to quip.

"What do you know? Er Gou is using that guy to practice his moves. Although Hua Ying's cultivation is stronger than Zhang Er Gou's, Zhang Er Gou is an anomaly."

"Judging his strength based on cultivation is the greatest sorrow for his enemies."

Smacking his lips, Zi Lin put on an air of a wise elder.

Ling Feng'er stared dumbfoundedly at the incredible scene before her. In her opinion, Zhang Er Gou, whose cultivation was two minor realms below hers,

should have been no match for Hua Ying. Even if Hua Ying was injured, the gap in cultivation was unavoidable.

Zhang Er Gou had truly surprised her.

"Brat, stop your glib tongue. That was just a warm-up earlier. Do you really think I'm easy to bully?"

Hua Ying said, forming seals with his hands. His aura instantly surged, and it seemed his cultivation was about to break through the Foundation Establishment stage.

"Not good, he's going to use a secret technique!" Ling Feng'er cried out in alarm.

Seeing Hua Ying's transformation, Zhang Er Gou's expression also turned serious. He unleashed fierce Fire Spirit Fist strikes of various shapes at Hua Ying without regard for their cost,

but they couldn't stop Hua Ying's escalating aura.

Clearly, Hua Ying had completed the activation of the secret technique, and it was too late for Zhang Er Gou to intervene.

"Heh heh, brat, die!" Hua Ying said with a cold smile. A brilliant and dazzling light shadow rushed towards Zhang Er Gou.

"Zhang Er Gou!"

Zi Lin and the others exclaimed almost simultaneously. Zhang Er Gou's figure was instantly trapped by the massive light shadow.