Chapter 009: Disparity
The Flame Sun Mountain ... ... the Ancient Bell of the Star God ... ... must all be relinquished from my hands
"Uncle Tuo, Master has taken away Xiao Zhong, and I have no complaints at all." Su Han was lost in thought for a moment before coming back to his senses
Han Mo instantly suppressed the slight surprise in his heart, stepping closer to Su Han with his hands behind his back, and said arrogantly: "Kneel and apologize to us, the disciples of Huiyue Mountain, and I will spare you this once today; otherwise..."
Su Han gazed at the majestic and towering main peak of the Flame Sun in the distance, and in that moment, his heart felt suddenly empty.
This is an insurmountable gap
"Get lost!" Su Han retaliated with a punch, sending Han Peng, like a round ball, tumbling into the pond. Two of his ribs were broken, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
In an instant, a faint light surrounded Han Mo's arms as if it possessed a spirit. A hand passed through the swirling purple mist, like mercury entering a hole, and a surging power flowed with the faint light, engulfing Su Han.
This is a power that Su Han cannot contend with. He let out a low shout, and his iron fist was repelled by Han Mo's large hand. The residual force was not dissipated, and along with his body, he was suddenly sent flying like a falling leaf. Before he could hit the ground, his vision darkened, his blood boiled, and he nearly fainted
What is going on? Uncle Tuo, seeing Han Mo about to make a move against Su Han from a distance, furrowed his brows and asked
"Rotten teeth and foul mouth!" Han Mo did not intend to strike Su Han before the debate, to avoid provoking the old Daoist of Zhuque. However, Su Han showed no signs of fear, which made Han Mo feel a sense of contempt: "If you wish to seek your own suffering, I shall oblige you!"
Puff ... ...
In the end, it all comes down to the magical instrument; without it, it is worth nothing at all.
"And - the - book of the little dog on Yan Yang Mountain! Let me show you the true strength of our Senior Brother Han! I won't let you off easily!"
Stop it all!
"Disciple..." Fang Ziyao gently brushed the dust off Su Han's clothes: "No matter where you live, it will be the same, it's just... just make sure you never fight with anyone again in the future..."
"Get lost!" Han Peng had just crawled out of the water, his body completely soaked. Su Han had been sent flying by Han Mo with a single palm strike, and he had witnessed it with his own eyes. Assuming that Su Han was already injured, he acted recklessly, intending to throw Fang Ziyao aside and then teach Su Han a good lesson.
The skills of Yan Yang Mountain are thus; compared to our Hui Yue Mountain, they fall significantly short
"Did the little rascal cause trouble and hit you?" Uncle Tuo was quite familiar with Su Han's character. Although several disciples from Huiyue Mountain were chattering away, Uncle Tuo did not believe a word of it and looked at them with suspicion.
The cultivators of the Ten Dragon Realm are indeed beyond my ability to contend with
Su Han, who does not rely on Xiao Zhong, can only barely defeat someone of Han Peng's caliber. When facing Han Mo, who is at the Tenth Dragon Realm, he has no chance of victory whatsoever
"You all are so many and yet you attack my junior brother, how unreasonable!" Fang Ziyao, who was not good with words, was fiercely protective of Su Han, repeatedly pulling at him and anxiously saying, "Junior brother, let's go, let's go..."
"It is Master and Master Uncle!" Fang Ziyao saw the old Daoist Zhuque and Uncle Tuo, and immediately felt as if she had seen a savior
Su Han was taken aback, and out of the corner of his eye, he immediately spotted a yellow jade gourd flying rapidly through the air. The small bell that had been struck was intertwined with the yellow jade gourd, and the bell body buzzed with sound
"Little Bad, are you okay with wwwhetushucomcom? Is everything alright?" Uncle Tuo asked with concern, but Su Han furrowed his brows and remained silent
For Su Han, Han Mo's strength is immensely formidable and unshakeable. However, at this very moment, Su Han finds himself helpless and must confront Han Mo head-on
"Do not hit my junior brother..." Fang Ziyao hurriedly ran in front of Su Han, positioning herself between the two: "Do not hit my junior brother..."
The people of Huiyue Mountain were already feeling insecure, and when the old Daoist of Zhuque spoke, it was as if they had received a great pardon, turning to leave immediately. Han Mo reached out to break the mysterious ice formed by the yellow jade gourd, took the gourd away, and then softly said in front of Su Han: "In the discussion of the Seven Meridians, if you dare to come, I will definitely make you kneel and beg for mercy!"
Brother! Kill him! Kill him!
Having injured our Huiyue Mountain people twice, today we will not only ensure your death but also make you suffer a bit!
The old Daoist of Zhuque maintained a calm demeanor and did not blame Su Han; he merely let out a slight sigh, picked up the small bell from the ground, and said to Su Han: "Disciple, we are all of the Star God lineage, and we must not engage in excessive conflict. I will temporarily take back the small bell; once your temperament has been refined a bit, I will return it to you."
Relying on your precious artifacts to commit wrongdoing! Do you really think there is no one in Huiyue Mountain?
With a sharp shout, Han Mo's figure appeared above Su Han's head
"Get out of the way!" As Han Peng, who had just gotten up from the ground, saw Su Han's small bell being suppressed by the yellow jade gourd, he immediately felt emboldened. With a casual wave of his hand, a powerful force surged forth, pushing Fang Ziyao aside.
Do not hit anymore! Do not hit my junior disciple! Fang Ziyao, disregarding everything, tightly embraced Su Han, tears streaming down her face
In the distance, a sharp shout echoed, and two figures moved as swiftly as shooting stars
Bang
It is not like this, it is not like this. Fang Ziyao shook her head repeatedly, but out of concern for her pride, she could not bring herself to speak about the reasons for today's conflict
"You all return to the mountain gate first," the old Daoist Zhuque said to Han Mo without revealing any emotion. "Once I have inquired thoroughly, if it is indeed Yang Er who is at fault, I will certainly have him come to apologize in person"
Su Han clenched his jaw tightly, channeling his combat power, as his purple fist surged forth like a dragon emerging from the sea, confronting Han Mo
The purple aura of the iron fist was incredibly violent. Su Han exerted all his strength and delivered a backhand punch, sending Han Peng flying like a kite, landing twenty zhang away, with a splash into the pond.
Bold and audacious! Upon seeing the five or six disciples of Huiyue Mountain in disarray, Han Mo noticed that Han Peng was particularly suffering after being beaten by Su Han. He immediately glared coldly at Su Han, saying: "If I don't teach you a lesson, Huiyue Mountain will lose all its face"
Alas! Little rascal, do not feel uncomfortable. You know very well the temperament of our senior brother. Every day he fears that the Seven Meridians are not in harmony. After some time, I will intercede for you and ask our senior brother to give you Xiao Zhong
For how many days, the faint glimmer of hope that existed in Su Han's heart has been completely extinguished along with his being struck and sent flying by Han Mo's palm today
Once everyone had left, Fang Ziyao anxiously asked, "Junior Brother, are you alright? Did you get hurt?"
Despite Su Han's extreme reluctance to accept this fact, he had to admit that even with his relentless cultivation day and night during this brief period before the debate, he could not reverse the downward trend
Brother! Brother! Han Peng's chubby face was already unrecognizable due to swelling. Upon seeing Han Mo arrive, he struggled to shout, "Quickly kill this little dog from Yan Yang Mountain!"
I would rather die than let you take the blame for me! Su Han had never been as furious as he was at this moment, with blood rushing to his head in an instant
The yellow jade gourd is warm and smooth, radiating a faint blue light. This soft glow instantly crystallizes into shimmering icicles, freezing both the gourd and the small bell together.
The disciples of Huiyue Mountain, who were suppressed by Xiao Zhong like lost dogs, now felt invigorated upon witnessing Han Mo send Su Han flying with a single move
"Alright, call them all over to bow and apologize to me. I will spare you this once, otherwise..." Su Han said, forcing himself to stand upright.
With the dragon soaring between the arms, the illusion of life floats by; though lacking substance, it still allows Han Mo to exhibit astonishing combat power. As his palm sweeps through the air, an unmatched momentum unfolds, with a torrent of energy spreading across the sky.
"Why is there none? There are plenty of shameless individuals on Huiyue Mountain." Su Han secretly guided Xiao Zhong, but his cultivation was ultimately limited. Xiao Zhong was frozen in the mysterious ice by the Huangyu gourd, remaining completely motionless
Su Han was enveloped in this powerful aura, with no way to evade it. He summoned all of his combat strength, and the ethereal purple energy reached its peak.
"Seeking one's own demise!" Han Mobao was furious and resolutely decided that even if he returned to face the reprimand of the Iron Swallow Daoist, he would still severely injure Su Han.
Han Mo reluctantly withdrew his hand, which was about to strike. No matter how bold he was, he did not dare to injure Su Han in front of the old Daoist Zhuque.
"Little rascal, let's not bring this up again." Uncle Tuo affectionately patted Su Han and said, "I've told you a thousand times already, I'm utterly tired of living on Yan Yang Mountain and can't wait to move somewhere else. If you can't defeat him, that would be the best outcome, so you won't have to continue living in this miserable place even if you win.
"Master Zhuque," Han Mo turned around and pointed at Su Han, then at Han Peng, who had just been pulled from the water. Coldly, he said, "You have arrived just in time. Your people from Yan Yang Mountain have repeatedly resorted to violence, relying on replicas of the Star God Ancient Bell. Our Huiyue lineage has shown great forbearance time and again. I ask Master Zhuque to provide us with justice"
What treasure suppressed Xiao Zhong
This fellow has some skills! His physical strength is quite formidable! Han Mo initially thought that this strike would at least break a few of Su Han's bones, but the other party appeared completely unfazed, as if nothing significant had happened, which surprised him a bit.
Fang Ziyao's face turned pale as she quickly rushed to Su Han, lifting him up in her arms. With Fang Ziyao's support, Su Han, whose head was spinning, gradually stood up.
"Daring to commit murder in front of me!" Han Mo's sleeve flicked, making a rustling sound, and amidst the faint golden light enveloping his right arm, two dragons could be faintly seen coiling.
"Senior Brother, today's matter is not Xiao Huai's fault," Uncle Tuo pleaded.
Su Han was in a daze, simply because today he had a real confrontation with Han Mo, which made him acutely aware of the gap between himself and Han Mo
After a moment of contemplation, Su Han slowly said: "Uncle Tuo, Senior Sister, I cannot defeat Han Mo, and I cannot protect... I cannot protect Yan Yang Mountain..."
Step aside! A cold light flickered in Han Mo's eyes
Without Xiao Zhong, you are but an ant
"No need to say more, return to the mountain." The old Daoist Zhuque waved his large sleeves and departed gracefully
Indeed, a few of us came to the water pool to wash our hands, and this fellow with the surname Yue was quite unreasonable. Just look at what he did to our senior brother Han Peng.