True Martial World

Lian Chengyu was slumped to the ground. He had vomited the food he had eaten as well as blood. He was truly in a pathetic state.     

"The fifth crime. You sought young girls in the tribe to be your female slaves. Not only do you rob them of their bodies, you even abused them. You had always coveted my fifteen-year-old sister. You forced her into a corner, attempting to make her fall under your clutches! This life is what you owe to the tribe's young girls and my sister!"     

Lian Chengyu was lying on the ground with his head towards Yi Yun. Yi Yun sent a kick directly at his head!     

"Peng!"     

With a thud, Lian Chengyu flew up like a ball and tumbled in the air backward before crashing heavily back on the ground.     

After rolling on the ground a few times, he laid on the ground with his body spread apart. His nasal bones had been completely shattered!     

Without a divine elixir, Lian Chengyu would become disfigured. What used to be Lian Chengyu's nose was now just two bloody holes.     

"I'll… kill… kill you…" Lian Chengyu had trouble even speaking. With each word, blood came out from the corners of his mouth!     

He had gone insane!     

In fact, even if Lian Chengyu wanted to admit defeat, Yi Yun would not have given him the chance. The moment Lian Chengyu tried to open his mouth, Yi Yun could easily kick Lian Chengyu's chin off!     

This was not a contest but a vendetta. Zhang Tan had assented to it!     

And the person who suggested the vendetta was none other than Lian Chengyu; he had dug his own grave!     

Since Lian Chengyu had dug his grave earlier, why wouldn't Yi Yun take advantage of it by burying him, then fill it up with a shovel?     

When Yi Yun approached, Lian Chengyu, who was lying on the ground, suddenly got up. It appeared as if he had accumulated all of his energy to punch Yi Yun!     

This punch was naturally not a threat to Yi Yun. But this was a feint. As Lian Chengyu's punch traveled half the distance, he suddenly opened up his fist, sending three flying daggers out!     

A concealed weapon!     

These three flying daggers were made of frost metal. The blade shined blue and was apparently poisoned!     

This was Lian Chengyu's life-saving trump card. By using it, it was his last resort!     

However, Yi Yun had long noticed Lian Chengyu's moves. At the moment the flying daggers flew out, Yi Yun's body slanted and his fingers made three taps!     

"Clang! Clang! Clang!     

The sound of three metallic clangs could be heard; the three flying daggers had been intercepted by Yi Yun!     

Immediately following this, Yi Yun grabbed Lian Chengyu's shoulder and twisted his joints.     

Ka-cha!     

The arm that Lian Chengyu had used to throw the concealed weapon had been broken by Yi Yun!     

Lian Chengyu made a miserable cry in cold sweat.     

Lian Chengyu's right arm was twisted at a weird angle, and a white bone jutted out.     

"The sixth crime!"     

"You lied to the people of the Lian tribal clan, making them refine a desolate bone that possessed toxins! After they overdrafted their vitality and their value, you did not give them any compensation. They could only wait for their deaths! But the people were ignorant. They did not know what the cause of their deaths was. Instead, you misled them, causing them to carry on working for you. Because of this, twenty able-bodied men of the Lian tribal clan died. These able-bodied men were the breadwinners of their families. Once they died, the remaining widows and orphans can only face a grim outlook!"     

"This life is what you owe to the able-bodied men who died, their wives and children, and me!" With that, Yi Yun grabbed Lian Chengyu's neck and with a stretch of the arm, he raised him high. Lian Chengyu looked like a piece of pork hung up when seen from afar.     

Yi Yun then smashed Lian Chengyu's head into the ground!     

"Boom!"     

The ground fractured again. Lian Chengyu's face was now badly mangled.     

Half of his body was buried in the rubble. His outcome was miserable as the rocks were stained red.     

"The seventh crime!"     

"You refined the desolate bone, causing the deaths of the able-bodied men, yet you framed me. You blamed me for the deaths of others by saying that I had been infected by the plague and that I was possessed. The people did not know the truth and hated me to the bone. This hate damns you!" With that said, he stomped Lian Chengyu's head down with a foot.     

Ka-cha!     

With a smash, the heap of rocks had cracked under Yi Yun's trampling. Lian Chengyu did not even make a sound. His head was buried in the ground; his body constantly twitching.     

Yi Yun had counted the seventh crime of Lian Chengyu and he had beaten him seven times. But now, Lian Chengyu could no longer get up.     

"Young… Young Master…" The members of the Lian tribal clan were pale and their voice trembled. They had never imagined that such a small and harmless, easily bullied Yi Yun would suddenly have such monstrous power. He had trashed their high and mighty master, Lian Chengyu!     

Not only the members of the Lian tribal clan warrior preparation camp were appalled at this, even the people of the Tao tribal clan twitched. This was not a contest but a brutal killing!     

This Yi Yun was too ruthless!     

But based on what he said, he and Lian Chengyu did have a great feud. It wasn't unreasonable for Yi Yun's actions against him!     

Lian Chengyu's acts were indeed diabolical and heartless.     

But in the vast wilderness, these kinds of things were not uncommon. Experts could dictate the fate of others without punishment regardless of the severity of the action. On the contrary, an expert would have a bunch of goons willing to be followers or accomplices to carry on oppressing and exploiting the people.     

But killers can be killed. The day the killer is weaker, the killer's outcome would be a miserable state like Lian Chengyu's!     

At this stage, Yi Yun still had no look of mercy. With one hand, he grabbed Lian Chengyu's twitching leg and pulled him out from the rubble.     

Yi Yun had reduced Lian Chengyu to such an insufferable state that even his mother would not recognize him.     

Lian Chengyu was flipped upside down by Yi Yun, with his face in contact with the ground. Lian Chengyu was held up like a brush; a stroke on the ground left a red streak, but the red liquid was his blood, not ink.     

Yi Yun did not stop because of Lian Chengyu's terrible state. It was like he held a book that determined life and death. He was like Hades, the god of death who judged a person on their merits and crimes. Yi Yun carried on declaring Lian Chengyu's crimes.     

"The eighth crime! You instigated the people to attack my sister. Even the house was burned down."     

"My sister was all alone when she was bullied by the villagers. She had received news of my disappearance, a blow to her psyche that nearly made her have a nervous breakdown. I swore to protect my sister, yet you pushed her to a corner. This life is what you owe me, and my sister as well!" With that said, Yi Yun released his grip and Lian Chengyu's body slipped in the air before receiving a side kick from Yi Yun.     

"Peng!"     

Lian Chengyu flew like a ball, splattering blood everywhere!     

A collective gasp could be heard as many curled their mouths.     

This kid sure was ruthless!     

The children who had confronted Yi Yun the other day at the cafeteria, especially the fourteen-year-old little girl that led the group, shivered in fear!     

Their tiny faces were pale and they were terrified.     

This short and easily bullied young boy was a devil!     

Under his harmless looking exterior was a cruel wolf with a bushy tail. They could not imagine what would have happened if that devil had released just a tenth, no, a hundredth of his might…     

What would have happened to them?     

It was unimaginable!     

"Don't… Don't hit any further… Our young master… admits… admits defeat…" A member of the warrior preparation camp said with a faltering voice. Yi Yun looked back at the man with a deadpan expression.     

Yi Yun's eyes looked like he had killed a god. His face was stained with blood and his body was enveloped with a killing aura. The member of the warrior preparation camp trembled in his knees upon seeing Yi Yun's eyes. With a thud, he had knelt to the ground.     

Yi Yun had an extremely oppressive aura. He had beaten Lian Chengyu up to such an insufferable state, so how could a slave of Lian Chengyu have the courage to face Yi Yun?     

"What did you say?" Yi Yun returned with a question. The man immediately fell silent for he regretted uttering those words.     

"I… I didn't say… didn't say anything." He trembled as he spoke and looked towards Zhang Tan, hoping that he could prevent Yi Yun from further violence. The only person who could stop Yi Yun was Zhang Tan.     

It was clear who had won. As long as Zhang Tan gave the word, Yi Yun had to stop.     

But Zhang Tan remained unfazed, as if whatever happened had nothing to do with him.