I Can See Your Combat Power - Chapter 100
Chapter 100: Chapter Ninety-Six: The Deadly Blow
Translator: 549690339
Unable to sit idly by, Hua Ji cast aside his feelings of desolation and desperation, forcing himself to muster his energy. He pointed at the older worker and said, “If the Star Pavilion is truly evil, why would he return for a second time after his first cultivation session? Everyone, think about it calmly, this is clearly someone trying to frame the Star Pavilion!”
However, such an explanation was nothing more than a desperate struggle to this middle-aged man who had already planned everything.
“Still trying to justify yourself at this stage!” The middle-aged man shouted harshly, “At the start when he first came, your demonic weapon from the Star Pavilion hadn’t finished its training, so its power wasn’t fully displayed and absorbed little spiritual energy. But today, the power of the demonic weapon has been revealed, and not long after, there will be martial artist workers directly drained to mummies. I will not dwell with you!”
The crowd was in a frenzy, everyone moved forward a step in unison, closing in on the platform.
Hua Ji stared into his eyes, ready to retort, when he heard the cry from behind him.
“Boss, it’s not good! The martial artist in the basement room is dead!” A servant was running out of the pavilion in a panic, shouting as he ran.
Hua Ji only felt a wave of dizziness, the anger of the villagers and spectators can no longer be contained, even those who originally only came to watch the excitement had rolled up their sleeves.
They were convinced that the Star Pavilion was a place of evil and they wanted to destroy this demonic lair!
Hundreds of transcendent auras rose to the sky, they left the crowd and were rushing towards the platform, Ying Hongyuan holding his long sword, with a stern expression.
As these warriors who upholds justice were about to step onto the platform, a white tornado of energy descended from the sky, carrying immense power, was coming towards them.
The middle-aged man in a green shirt looked at the white tornado, a smile crossed his face.
Because the protagonist had finally appeared.
In his black clothes, Tang Luo floated down with the white tornado, appearing as if he was walking on the wind, gracefully like a celestial being.
If Tang Luo’s image was ever a mystery, after the duel with Jiang Lin, many martial artists would never forget this stunningly handsome Pride of the Tang Clan.
When he leaped from the top of the Star Pavilion, two of the Transcendent martial artists who advocate justice became frightened and their legs gave out. Because they thought of a very terrifying situation.
Even if the Star Pavilion really is cultivating a demonic weapon, if the person behind it is Tang Luo, what power do they have to resist if a few ordinary martial artists are killed.
Not to mention the massive Tang Clan behind him, even Tang Luo himself is one of the top existences among the Transcendent, for these martial artists who do not understand combined attack technique, numbers are meaningless against such a figure.
The crowd that was just charging forward stopped, waiting quietly for Tang Luo, who was like a celestial being, to land.
“Greetings, Clan Elder.” Ying Hongyuan put away his sword and saluted, his attitude respectful.
With the Pride of Tang Clan present, he didn’t believe that anyone would dare to act recklessly.
Hua Ji ran to Tang Luo’s side, just about to salute, when he was patted on the shoulder.
“Not bad, go to the back.” Tang Luo said indifferently.
The matter is now under his control!
Tang Luo walked past the two, facing dozens of transcendent martial artists led by the middle-aged man.
“My name is Lou Hongzhi, greeting the Pride, Tang Luo.” The middle-aged man in a blue mountain cloth saluted Tang Luo, his voice loud, echoing through the night sky.
The crowd who were just stirred up and bustling, suddenly fell silent.
Some people stepped back in fear.
The prestige of the Pride, Tang Luo, had undoubtedly reached its peak after the duel with Jiang Lin.
“So, you guys are planning to destroy my Star Pavilion?” Tang Luo gazed at the crowd, his aura unbowed, and was the first to ask.
Tang Luo’s words made the martial artists who had stepped onto the platform feel like they were plunged into an icy cellar. Because the worst-case scenario had happened.
Against an unknown demonic lair, they still had the courage to unite and strike, but facing the colossal figure of the Tang Family, not to mention the mere three to five thousand people here, even if there were ten times more people, it would be pointless.
The crowd stood in frantic bewilderment, not knowing where to turn, looking pleadingly at the man in the green robe.
“The Star Pavilion is owned by the Pride of Xiling!?” Lou Hongzhi exclaimed in shock: “Then you must not be aware of this: Hua Ji, the shopkeeper, has secretly created an extremely wicked demonic artifact. Two people have already lost their lives because of it.”
“The Pride should prioritize justice in Xiling and get rid of such wicked servants as soon as possible.”
The words of the man in the green robe seemed like the bright guiding light, immediately granting the struggling warriors and villagers an outlet for their stress in the face of Tang Luo.
They put the puzzle together instantly.
How could Tang Luo, the Pride of Xiling, ever commit such a heinous act? It must be the fault of this young shopkeeper who carried out these evil deeds behind his lord’s back.
We aren’t fighting against the Tang Clan and Tang Luo, but assisting them in rooting out the treacherous scoundrel.
Once their thoughts shifted, they fantasized themselves as the allies of the Pride. They started verbally abusing Hua Ji, who was standing behind Tang Luo, thus regaining their lost courage.
“You vile villain, how dare you tarnish the reputation of the Pride! You deserve the most horrific death!”
“Young Master Tang is indeed a gifted genius. He would never have done this. It turns out it’s you, the sly scoundrel, who has been stirring up trouble. You deserve to die!”
“Such an evil servant like you must be torn into pieces!”
When four to five thousand people, chanting in unison about executing a wicked servant under the name of justice, they become a unified fortress, an unyielding force, an unstoppable torrent.
All wore frantic and resolute looks on their faces. Their eyes were fixed coldly on Hua Ji, as if they wanted to cannibalize him.
It was as if their close relatives were the ones who had been killed, they wouldn’t tolerate even a servant of the Pride of Xiling who had come to uphold justice.
The peace in Xiling for hundreds of years relied on the strict rules. The most important one was ‘a life for a life’.
Wouldn’t Hua Ji have to pay for such wicked deeds with his life? Even if this matter were to be taken to the Xiling Court, their demand would still remain unchanged.
The ferocious public anger had brought the Star Pavilion to a dead end. As the crowd grew larger, the story started to circulate rapidly.
The later arrivals came to know that Tang Luo’s servant had been using the Star Pavilion for wicked practices, which cost two people’s lives.
Now it was up to Tang Luo, the Pride of Xiling, to decide what he wanted to do about this matter unveiled before his eyes by the crowd.
What would Tang Luo, who was deeply adored by the people of Xiling, do about this situation?
If he protected his subordinates, then all of Xiling would know that he had been viciously using the Star Pavilion to create a demonic artifact.
If he surrendered his subordinate to placate the public, although it could ease the crowd’s anger for now, in the long run, no one smart would dare serve him. He’d be left an army with no soldiers when it was time to establish his own camp.
Which option would you choose? Lou Hongzhi looked at Tang Luo, full of sarcasm.
The situation had escalated this far, and the original plan no longer mattered. It had turned into a difficult choice.
To placate the public anger or protect his subordinate?
Hua Ji, before the overwhelming crowd and hundreds of hateful glares, had a sudden realization.
As a servant born, if his death could put an end to this conspiracy, he would gladly do it to repay the kindness of his young lord.
Hua Ji’s eyes welled up, not out of fear of death, but out of guilt towards his love.
“I am sorry, Xiao Yu. I didn’t get to marry you. Please don’t resent your big brother Aji,” Hua Ji said, on the brink of tears.
Hua Ji had made up his mind and tried to confess his alleged crimes aloud.
“Are you all misunderstanding something?” Tang Luo tilted his head, amplifying his voice with spiritual power. It wasn’t loud, but it echoed in everyone’s ears..
