Gou Zai Xianwu Chaos World, Physical Sainthood

Chapter 43 Expelled from the Sect

The whip that was wrapped around Lu Cheng's wrist suddenly straightened.

A peculiar force traveled along the whip.

This time, Lu Cheng completely lost control of himself and was thrown into the air, tumbling twice.

Upon landing, he barely managed to stabilize himself by using half of the "Falling Star" move.

Feng Ji came out late.

Therefore, they did not see Chen Qing attack Lu Cheng from behind with a gun.

All that was seen was Lu Cheng shattering Chen Qing's wrist with a single claw strike, and then attempting to strike Chen Qing's head with a falling star strike.

Although Feng Ji always wears a smile, those who know him well know that he is the most ruthless of the three brothers.

But even Feng Ji was alarmed by Lu Cheng's decisive methods.

The fact that the whip didn't directly break Lu Cheng's arm bone was a testament to his suppressed rage.

But seeing how exquisite Lu Cheng's "Falling Star" move was, his anger subsided by more than half.

Seeing that Lu Cheng was no longer making a move, the original idea of taking Lu Cheng down directly was also extinguished.

"What's going on!"

Chen Qing lay face down on the ground, his right hand completely upside down on his arm, the blood from his mouth staining a large area of stone beneath him red.

The excruciating pain in his wrist caused him to break out in a cold sweat, and his entire upper body almost lost all sensation.

Lu Cheng's Falling Star Strike was interrupted by Feng Ji after he had only used half of it.

The final kick was hasty and powerful, but not enough to be fatal.

Therefore, the most serious injury Chen Qing suffered was a shattered wrist.

Upon seeing Feng Ji emerge, Chen Qingqiang endured the pain and crawled toward Feng Ji, howling in agony as he did so.

"Second Chief Escort, save me! Lu Cheng! It's Lu Cheng! He's trying to kill my disciple! Please, Second Chief Escort, do me justice..."

At this moment, Feng Qi and Feng Zhan also heard the commotion and arrived at the training ground.

After hearing Feng Ji's description, they all turned ashen-faced.

The disciples had never seen such a scene before, and they were all so frightened that they didn't dare to breathe.

All that remained on the field was Chen Qing's wailing.

Feng Zhan walked to Chen Qing's side, squatted down, checked his pulse, examined the injuries on his back and hands, and nodded to Feng Qi and the other man.

"The injuries to my back and internal organs are not serious and I can recover after two months of rest, but my wrist is broken and it's uncertain how well it will recover."

As he spoke, he glared fiercely at Lu Cheng and said in a deep voice:

"Why did you use such cruelty!"

Lu Cheng was also somewhat dazed at this moment. If Chen Qing had only injured him, he might have stopped when he broke his wrist.

Seeing that Chen Qing had stabbed his friend, Lu Cheng was only focused on killing Chen Qing.

When I came to my senses, I realized that I had been too ruthless in my actions.

No matter what, Chen Qing is a fellow disciple. It's enough to cripple him; it's far from enough to take his life.

Therefore, he was unable to answer Feng Zhan's question for a moment.

It was the chubby boy who spoke first. Seeing Lu Cheng's stunned expression, he quickly explained the situation.

After listening to the story and looking at the situation on the field, especially the deep, bone-revealing wound on Liu Wan'er's arm, how could they not understand the truth?

Feng Qi looked at Chen Qing and asked in a deep voice:

"Chen Qing, is there any discrepancy between what Liu Guicai said and reality?"

Chen Qing lay on the ground, struggling to lift his head.

Stared at by Feng Qi's deep eyes, even his wails were suppressed in his throat.

His lips trembled a few times, as if he wanted to say something, but ultimately he didn't.

Feng Qi glanced at Chen Qing twice, then said to Feng Ji:

"Junior brother, handle this according to the rules of the escort agency."

Feng Ji nodded and announced loudly:

"The rules of Changfeng Escort Agency were explained on the very first day of joining."

"Although we haven't emphasized unity among fellow disciples and respect for teachers, these are ironclad rules that every disciple should strictly adhere to."

Feng Qi's voice wasn't loud, though it was still slightly high-pitched, but every word was forceful and clear:

"It is wrong to spar without permission, and it is even more taboo for fellow disciples to kill each other."

"Lu Cheng committed both offenses, but considering that there were extenuating circumstances, he will be given a lighter sentence of thirty strokes of the cane. Since the two scheduled fights are coming up, they will be noted for now and punished later."

"If this happens again, you will be expelled from the sect!"

As soon as Feng Ji finished speaking, a murmur arose from the crowd.

"Thirty strokes of the cane? Is that too lenient or too severe?"

The one who asked this question was a new disciple who did not understand the severity of the caning.

However, a senior disciple quickly replied to him:

"Ten strokes of the cane will keep you bedridden for half a month, thirty strokes would probably break your leg!"

Some people were also curious about the two fights that Feng Ji mentioned.

"Two matches? Isn't it only two months from now? Which one is the second one?"

No one except the six chubby boys could answer this question.

"Silence!" Feng Ji shouted, silencing the noise, and looked at Chen Qing on the ground.

Then everyone remembered that Chen Qing had not yet been dealt with.

No one felt any sympathy for Chen Qing's miserable state, though they certainly didn't feel any hatred either.

They've all just started out, some aren't even familiar with it yet.

Most people were just there to watch the show and didn't really care what happened to Chen Qing.

The only one who was truly worried was himself.

"As for Chen Qing..."

Everyone held their breath and pricked up their ears, afraid of missing a single word.

"According to the sect rules, his martial arts skills are revoked, and he is expelled from the escort agency."

Wow~

A commotion erupted around them.

Chen Qing was the most powerful disciple of Changfeng Escort Agency, no, he was the most powerful disciple before.

His aptitude was almost on par with "fine jade material," and he reached the level of Qi Refining in less than a year.

It can be said that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, he will definitely become a body-refining martial artist in the future!

But unexpectedly, it happened today.

Chen Qing stared at Feng Ji in disbelief, opened his mouth, and even the pain in his hand no longer mattered; a hoarse sound came from his throat:

"No! This is unfair! Three镖头 (bodyguards/escorts), this is unfair! Why did Lu Cheng only receive thirty lashes!"

Feng Ji said coldly:

"Unfair?"

"Taking advantage of their fellow disciples' weakness to instigate conflict is one of their tactics."

"Being defeated and enraged, he launched a malicious sneak attack; this is the second reason."

"The third point is that innocent people are harmed."

"Famously framing fellow disciples and turning the tables on them—that's the fourth point!"

"And what about the targeting of Lu Cheng a few days ago? Should I also recount those incidents?"

"Sparing your life is already a great act of leniency. From this day forward, you are no longer a disciple of the Changfeng Escort Agency."

Chen Qing lowered his head in a daze, his eyes filled with such resentment that he wished he could carve two deep pits into the ground.

"Hehehehe, hehehehe, hahahahahaha!"

Chen Qing suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter maniacal and shrill:

"What bullshit about sect unity? You're only like this because Lu Cheng is more talented than me."

"He's nothing but a crippled 'hero.' So what if he can refine his body? He'll never break through to the Qi Refining Realm in this lifetime!"

"He's a troublemaker!"

"I've been practicing internal energy for two months, and by the middle stage in eight months, I definitely have a good chance of mastering Qi in the future!"

"Shortsighted! You..."

As Chen Qing spoke, he extended his intact left hand, but fear lingered in his heart. He didn't dare point at Feng Qi and the other two at the head of the table, but instead wrapped his arms around his fellow disciples and cried out in a mournful voice:

"You're all short-sighted; you'll regret it!"

Feng Qi didn't look at him, and turned away.

Feng Ji sighed, shook his head, and followed him away.

Feng Zhan stood still, looking at Chen Qing, and after a few moments of silence, finally selected two disciples:

"Help him pack his things and see him off."

Two senior disciples stepped forward and lifted Chen Qing up from either side.

"Let me go! Don't touch me! I'm the senior brother!"

"Let me go! I am a Grand Warrior of the Qi Refining Realm!"

"You're asking for it! You're asking for it!"

Chen Qing struggled, but how could he possibly fight back against the two men in his injured state?

He was dragged out, his legs twitching.

The disciples in the escort agency looked at each other in dismay; none of them had expected that a sparring match would turn out like this.