Gu Daoist Master Chapter 27

The group of young men was scared yet indignant.

"What, did I hear you wrong?"

"Fang Yuan, did you burn your head and turn into a fool? You dare stand in front of the grand gates of the schoolhouse to rob us?!"

"You are so poor that you turned crazy? Who gave you the guts to put your intentions on us like that?"

"F*** off, a grade C apt.i.tude like you dares to stop us? Get lost, if not, I will kick you flying... A!"

Fang Yuan abruptly acted.

He fiercely threw a palm strike from his right hand. An accurate and rapid strike followed the direction of his hand, hitting the person standing on the left, right on the neck.

How could this unlucky man expect Fang Yuan's sudden attack? He was cursing at him, then was severely attacked the next second. He instantly blinked, then went straight into a coma right then.

"Sh*t! You really dare to fight!?" The group was struck with surprise. One after another, unconsciously took a step back.

"Gu Yue Bei Ju has fainted, what should we do?" Someone yelled out in fear.

What else could we do now! There are many of us, but there is only one Fang Yuan. Fight together, and beat him up good this time." A person shouted, bursting out his rage.

"Exactly, he does not know about life and death, daring to provoke us all by himself. It seemed like he really had eaten a bear's heart and leopard's guts! Let's fight together, everyone!!"

However, Fang Yuan had already wanted to take action before they were even able to.

He strode several steps ahead, towards the group of young men.

He slanted his hand then hacked down, immediately hitting a young man's neck. The young man's pupils moved up exposing only his sclera. He fell down.

"A --!" Another youngster loudly shouted. He clenched his hand into a fist and aimed straight at Fang Yuan's head.

Fang Yuan crouched down, lifting his feet, kicking this guy right in the crotch.

"Oh my G.o.d --!"

Initially, the young man' shout was aroused by indignation. After this strike, his vigorous tone suddenly became sharper, almost like shrieking, full of misery and pain.

Pup!

He grabbed his crotch with both of his hands. As his knees gave out, he knelt down, rolling on the dirty ground. The sound of him yelling Ah, Ah, Ah, was reverberating. He was in so much pain that cold sweat was pouring forth from every single pore in his skin.

Fang Yuan threw two continuous palm strikes, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep!

He had five hundred years of fighting experience. And this group of young men was just newbies. They just started cultivating, how could they be considered his opponents?

In a blink, the group had all fallen down because of Fang Yuan. They did not faint, but were laying on the ground, gasping for air due to being in pain, the pains made them feel as if they were half dead.

"What is happening?!" Gu Yue Mo Bei was only one footstep slower; he cried out in fear. Looking at the grand gates of the schoolhouse, he saw that Fang Yuan was standing there, with five or six disciples fallen on the ground around him.

"That, Fang Yuan, he wanted to s.n.a.t.c.h our Primeval Stones!" A juvenile who was hugging his stomach on the ground angrily shouted.

"Still have lots of energy, haven't you?" Fang Yuan kicked hard onto the young man's stomach while wearing a casual expression.

AA!

The young man was in so much pain he could not help but miserably yell out. His body was curling up like a shrimp. His visage displayed a gleam of fear. As his tears were falling down, he did not dare to talk anymore nonsense.

Fear filled the hearts of the group of young men that were approaching Fang Yuan after seeing such a scene.

"Good, obediently give me one Primeval Stone each, and I will let you go. If not, these guys lying on the ground will also be your consequences as well." Fang Yuan stepped forward, talking with an icy-cold voice.

"Let me go my a**! A grade C apt.i.tude like you can win over a grade B apt.i.tude like me?" Gu Yue Mo Bei was enraged. He raised his fist, aiming towards Fang Yuan's direction.

Fang Yuan slightly moved his ankle, slightly leaned to one side, letting Gu Yue Mo Bei directly pa.s.sed by.

Afterward, he stretched out his left hand, putting his middle and forefinger together, aiming straight at the area below his throat and in the middle of his collarbone, accurately piercing into it.

Mo Bei's eyes suddenly darkened. He fell down to the ground with a loud reverberation, and fell into a coma.

Ss!.......

After seeing such a scene, the young men who were intending to strike forward, one person after another, immediately stopped and gasped for cold air.

Fang Yuan's attacking method possessed a profound mysteriousness in these young men's eyes.

As they didn't take the Basic Fisticuffs seriously, they didn't remember these moves that had been mentioned in cla.s.s. There were numerous areas in a human body where they were considered the weakest. And the areas which Fang Yuan had attacked were some of them. These areas, once struck, at the very least, that person would have immediately fallen into a coma. At most, their life would be threatened.

Nonetheless, Fang Yuan was attacking with finesse.

Those who were defeated either fainted or suffered extreme pains. They would have lost their abilities to fight for a short period. There was none who was severely wounded.

This was the terrifying fighting experience that he had acc.u.mulated over five hundred years!

"You are going to give it or not?" Fang Yuan stepped up one step, forcing the young men.

Those juveniles were glancing at each other. They all gritted their teeth or shouted out in anger while striking towards Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan was avoiding their strikes on one side. On the other side, he was fighting back. Although his cultivation base was low, but his capacity was still there. With a heart as calm as ice, his movements were fast yet accurate.

BOOM, BOOM...

Several breaths later, a group of people had fallen down to the ground again.

"Too fierce! Too cruel!"

"They would not, would they?"

There were some female disciples, but they did not approach them. They widened their eyes. Looking at the scene, they were trembling even more.

As Fang Yuan glanced over them, their visages instantly twisted. They hurriedly waved their hands while stepping back, "No, don't come over here. We will give it to you!"

After Fang Yuan had received the Primeval Stones, he let them go.

The female group staggered along the way of exiting the schoolhouse's grand gates. Some other disciples were coming from afar.

Wanting to exit this schoolhouse, they must have pa.s.sed through these grand gates. Fang Yuan could stop every disciple when he was standing right here.

"Wow, what happened?" The young men were widening their eyes in surprise.

"Isn't that Gu Yue Mo Bei?" Gu Yue Chi Cheng opened both his eyes and mouth widely looking at Mo Bei who had fallen into a coma on the ground.

After Fang Yuan had spoken up, those young men once again angrily attacked him, then fell down.

"Honorable Elder, we will just stand here looking without stopping him? How could we clean up the consequences if someone were to die?" The guards were all worried.

And one of them was full of resentment, "This Fang Yuan, his guts is too big. He dared to rob his schoolmate's right at the grand gates of the schoolhouse which is under our control. He really doesn't have any regards for law or discipline! Master only needs to say a word, and I will immediately seize this guy."

Fang Yuan had blocked up the schoolhouse's grand gates, and fiercely and publicly robbed his schoolmates. From the beginning, this had caught everyone's attention.

However, the guards, who were just normal people, did not have the power to punish the disciples. They could only report to the schoolhouse's Elder.

As the schoolhouse's Elder heard the news, he did not immediately give any orders to stop him, but getting up to the pavilion and observing from afar.

"It looks like he has a talent for fighting." The schoolhouse's Elder was getting more excited as he was watching the scene.

Fang Yuan's performance on using the Moon Blade today had also made the Elder suspicious. Now, looking at him confronting every disciple by himself, he seemed to have that rampaging elegant manner in the battlefield. The doubts in his heart had been instantly washed away.

In this world, there were people who were extremely sensitive when it came to fighting, this was a hidden gift. They were good at fighting and adored fighting. Toward fighting, they usually burst out with inspiration. Their creativity could usually have startled other people, to an extent of even creating unimaginable military exploits.

"This guy was born to be a Battle Gu Master. It's a pity that his apt.i.tude is just a grade C. It is still lower." The schoolhouse's Elder deeply sighed.

"Master, you don't intend to stop this farce? Letting him freely do what he wants, I'm afraid that it will give a bad effect." The bodyguards beside him were displaying a gleam of worry on their visages.