Senior Brother, Stop It, You Are A Villain!

Chapter 11.2

After a while, all four of them fell to the ground, groaning. They didn’t expect this young man who looked so weak could be so good at fighting. Several people came together and were knocked down to the ground.

But the young man seemed to be playing around with them like rats.

He could beat them until they couldn’t stand up again, but he withdrew a little force from his hands.

After being knocked down, the thugs rushed up again, and after rushing up, they were knocked down again.

After several repetitions, they finally understood.

This young man was simply not something they could beat.

Leprosy head fell to the ground and couldn’t get up, but he kept yelling and cursing, “Boy, you’ve got a big deal, you’ve got a big deal! When my brother comes back, I’ll make you look good!”

The young man sat on a stool casually, and just smiled lightly when he heard the words, “The brother you mentioned, could it be that Ye Chen who joined Taiwei Sect?”

Laidou showed complacency on three sides, “So you know my brother’s name! If that’s the case, why don’t you apologize to our brothers quickly, and then pay a hundred and eighty taels of silver? As long as you show sincerity in apologizing, our brothers can forget about this matter!”

The young man stepped forward and suddenly stepped on his thigh. There was only a “crack,” and he couldn’t help but let out a heart-piercing scream, which made everyone present feel chills running down their backs.

The young man squatted down, looked at him, and said coldly, “Don’t you want your brother to avenge you? Then I will give you this chance. Remember, my name is Feng Shao, and when you sue with your brother, don’t call me by the wrong name!”

“You…you…” Leprosy head gritted his teeth and wanted to say something, but then a flash of light flashed in his mind, and a possibility that he didn’t dare to think about came to his mind, “Could it be that you are… the Taiwei Sect head disciple, the newly appointed holy son, Feng Shao?”

“It seems that I am still a bit famous!”

Feng Shao raised his foot and broke the strong man’s limbs one by one, the pain made the strong man roll all over the ground, howling endlessly.

Feng Shao turned his head, looked at a few people, and said with a sneer: “Using my name of Taiwei Sect to do evil outside, you guys are really brave! Don’t worry about your brother, I’m sure I will discipline him well, after all, I am his senior brother!”

Hearing the words, they couldn’t help seeing blackness.

It’s over! Now even the sworn brother will fall into it!

After Feng Shao dealt with them, he threw a piece of silver to the tavern owner and said, “Throw them out! When people ask, they will say that they were beaten by Feng Shao of Taiwei Sect! By the way! If there is anyone in this city who dares to use the name of Taiwei Sect to do anything wrong, you can go to Linglong Pavilion and file a complaint.

When I come next time, I will deal with it together!”

After speaking, Feng Shao left without looking back.

Feng Shao didn’t expect that he would encounter such a thing when he was just going down the mountain to buy something.

With the pissing nature of people like Ye Chen, if sworn brothers are beaten, they would definitely seek revenge.

As for who was right and who was wrong, it was never within the scope of his concern.

This was the characteristic of the son of fortune, “I and my own brothers are always right.”

Don’t expect to reason with them.

Before Feng Shao beat these people, he thought about some of the key points.

Obviously, it was inevitable for him to have an enmity with Ye Chen, but what was the enmity with the son of fortune, if not a villain? Feng Shao vaguely felt that this incident might be predestined.

He and Ye Chen are destined to be enemies, the enmity between them would only deepen and would not end.

In addition, Feng Shao also needed to figure out some other things, such as what the change of luck depends on.

Yesterday at the Grand Ceremony, Master Qing Yangzi quietly stood in line with Ye Chen, which once turned Ye Chen’s luck from purple to gold.

And when Feng Shao defeated him, Ye Chen’s luck dropped again, even a little weaker than before.

And when Ye Chen lost his Blood Refining Sword, his luck dropped again, from dark purple to lavender.

Based on this, Feng Shao deduced that the source of Ye Chen’s luck is firstly from human connections, and secondly from external objects.

This foreign object, in addition to the Divine Armament weapon, may also include things that can enhance its strength such as Heavenly and Earthly Treasures and spiritual pets.

Based on Feng Shao’s understanding of fantasy novels, there might still be some things that can only be inspired by the son of fortune but useless to others, such as wordless scriptures that no one can understand for thousands of Ten Thousand Years.

Yet in the son of fortune’s hands, it becomes a supreme cultivation technique.

Things like this would definitely be of great help to the growth of the son of fortune’s luck.

As for the change of his own luck, Feng Shao also had a faint guess in his heart, but there is no evidence to prove it for the time being. To verify his guess, it may take a few more experiments.

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