Dragon Blood Divine Son-in-law
Chapter 305: The Doomsday of Beijiang Martial Alliance

Chapter 305: Chapter 305: The Doomsday of Beijiang Martial Alliance

Zhu Ping and the others were terrified.

"Murder... Murder! Someone’s been killed!!"

Zhu Ping and her roommates were so scared they nearly lost their souls, running out of the dorm like mad.

Zhao Luna was also startled.

"Uncle, you... you didn’t really..."

Although Zhao Luna also wished that someone like Hu Wenwen would completely disappear from this world, she didn’t want to see Chen Xuan go to jail for it.

Chen Xuan gave a faint smile, "Don’t worry, I’ve only crippled her cultivation, so she won’t have the chance to do evil in the future. She won’t die!"

Indeed, as soon as Chen Xuan’s words fell, Hu Wenwen on the ground let out a light grunt, enduring the severe pain and struggled to her feet.

"My cultivation! My cultivation is gone!"

"Bastard, what exactly did you do! I’m going to kill you!!"

Hu Wenwen roared madly.

She had practiced martial arts from a young age, and to acquire the skills she had, she had paid a great deal.

But now, all of it turned to nothing, which was even more painful than killing her!

Zhao Luna was furious, "If you hadn’t bullied others relying on your power, how could you have ended up like this!"

"Meng Meng got hurt like this because of you, this is what you deserve!"

Chen Xuan’s face was also frosty, "Starting tomorrow, take your gang of bad friends and get out of this school. Otherwise, every time I see you, I’ll beat you!"

Hu Wenwen and her group used to bully others with their power, and now Chen Xuan was bullying them even more with his power.

Leaving those words behind, Chen Xuan took Zhao Luna and Wong Mengmeng and left directly.

Wong Mengmeng’s hand was badly burned by Hu Wenwen, and normally it would leave scars.

Luckily, such minor injuries were nothing difficult for Chen Xuan to deal with.

He handed a small porcelain bottle to Wong Mengmeng, "Apply this, and I guarantee there won’t be any scars on your hand!"

"Really?!" Wong Mengmeng was delighted.

As a girl, Wong Mengmeng also cared about her appearance.

She had been worried about scars on her hand just now, but now she could finally be at ease.

"Uncle, you’re amazing! I love you to death!"

Saying so, Zhao Luna tiptoed and kissed Chen Xuan directly on the face.

"Me too!"

Wong Mengmeng also kissed him.

The two girls, one to the left and one to the right, kissed Chen Xuan on both cheeks at the same time.

Zhao Luna and Wong Mengmeng were both well-known beauties in the school, and this scene would have made countless boys envious if they had seen it.

Wrapped in the embrace of two girls, this was the dream of many men.

Unfortunately, Chen Xuan had never been the philandering type, and he felt oddly uneasy being caught between these two young girls.

Lucky for him, Han Jingting hadn’t seen this moment, or he would have been truly unable to clear his name even if he had jumped into the Yellow River.

"Well, it was just a little effort on my part, no need to be so polite."

Chen Xuan said, quickly extricating himself from the embrace of the two girls.

Seeing Chen Xuan’s timid reaction, Zhao Luna and Wong Mengmeng exchanged smiles.

This uncle was just too adorable!

Meanwhile, in the dormitory, Hu Wenwen’s face was extremely malevolent.

"Bastard, I won’t let you walk out of this school alive today!"

Hu Wenwen took out her cell phone and dialed a number directly.

At this moment, Huai City University’s gymnasium was filled with hundreds of people.

Unlike usual, the gymnasium wasn’t filled with ordinary students today, but rather with outsiders.

Moreover, most of these outsiders were wearing martial arts uniforms. Even those not in uniforms gave off an aura that set them apart from ordinary people.

In fact, these people weren’t students from Huai City University at all, they were all martial artists.

And they were martial artists from the Beijiang Martial Alliance!

Right now, on the central arena of the gymnasium, two young men were engaged in a duel.

One of them was a middle-aged man in black martial arts clothing with a square face and tiger-like eyes. His muscles were knotted, and each move he made created gusts of wind, making it clear that he was highly skilled.

However, his face bore a look of grim concentration, as if he was struggling to cope.

In contrast, his opponent, a young man in his early twenties, seemed much more at ease.

To say he was coping was too mild; it looked more like he was toying with his adversary!

"Qiao Botong, is this the Tongbei Fist of your Qiao family? It seems to be nothing more than an empty reputation!" the young man mocked.

Qiao Botong was furious, "How dare you! Our Qiao family’s Tongbei Fist is not something that a mere junior like you can criticize! Take this!"

With that, Qiao Botong threw a heavy punch directly at the young man, who easily dodged and kicked him in the buttocks, knocking him to the ground.

The crowd below all looked somber.

For ordinary people, today was just another day.

But for these individuals, today was anything but ordinary, as it could potentially mark the demise of their Beijiang Martial Alliance!

Ten days ago, the Nanjiang Martial Alliance’s Head, the Hu family, had issued a challenge to the Beijiang Martial Alliance.

The Hu family’s young master, Hu Biao, had thrown down the gauntlet to the Beijiang Martial Alliance, who sent out eight of their best to meet the challenge.

If Hu Biao emerged victorious in all the fights, the Beijiang Martial Alliance would be subsumed by the Nanjiang Martial Alliance, henceforth to be at their beck and call.

Now, with the first five masters already defeated, Qiao Botong was the seventh, and if he lost, the Beijiang Martial Alliance would be in great jeopardy!

Even if the Nanjiang Martial Alliance chose not to subsume them, the news that Hu Biao on his own had challenged all eight great masters of the Beijiang Martial Alliance and won would leave them faceless and unable to stand in the martial arts community any longer.

"Chief Ye, what’s your take on this duel? Does Master Qiao stand a chance?"

A middle-aged man in the front row asked.

This man was none other than Guan Hong!

Setting aside his role as a chief of public security in Huai City, Guan Hong was also a member of the Beijiang Martial Alliance.

In an occasion like this, the martial arts family of the Zheng Family should be present, but with Zheng Yunfeng stationed in the Western Territory and Zheng Nianyao advanced in years, Guan Hong was sent to represent them.

Beside Guan Hong sat a burly middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man exuded a strong presence, an imposing aura even without showing anger.

He was Beijiang Martial Alliance’s Head, Ye Bufan!

At this moment, Ye Bufan’s expression was serious. He shook his head and said, "He has already lost!"

"What?" Guan Hong was puzzled.

Ye Bufan smiled bitterly, "Haven’t you seen it yet? Hu Biao could have won long ago but he kept toying with him, simply humiliating Old Qiao!"

Guan Hong frowned, "I really didn’t expect it, Hu Biao is so young yet he possesses such strength! If this continues, won’t our Beijiang Martial Alliance lose all face!"

Ye Bufan’s expression was also grim. Having led the Beijiang Martial Alliance for many years, he had never encountered such a crisis before.

The carefully selected seven masters had all been defeated by Hu Biao alone, a massive humiliation for the Beijiang Martial Alliance!

Not just Ye Bufan, but everyone from the Beijiang Martial Alliance below felt an unprecedented humiliation as they watched Qiao Botong being toyed with like a monkey on the stage.

Was the Beijiang Martial Alliance really going to lose like this!