“Useless thing.” Kaiden was obviously displeased with the betrayal of Abraham, so he had his disciples beat him to a pulp.
Henry and Sakura were taken aback, not expecting Kaiden to be so ruthless.
Leo made no move, just watching this scene with interest, as if Abraham being beaten had nothing to do with him.
A minute later, Kaiden stopped his disciples, and his gaze, sharp as a knife, turned towards Leo. “You hit my grandson?”
“I did!” Leo replied straightforwardly.
“Good, very good.” Seeing Leo so arrogant, Kaiden burst into laughter, then his tone became stern. “Do you know the consequences of harming my grandson?”
Leo sneered, “You don’t even ask why I hit him?”
“No need to ask, and no need to know.” Kaiden stared fiercely at Leo. “I only need to know that you touched my grandson.”
Nelson incited further, “Grandpa, he just said that you provoked him, and he would beat you too.”
“Beat me? He doesn’t know the immensity of heaven and earth.” Kaiden laughed in anger. “Kid, today I’ll make you understand what you really are!”
Leo coldly said, “It seems you’re not planning to reason.”
“Reason?” Kaiden sneered. “Fists are reason, power is reason. Even if the weak have reason, they can only kneel and beg for mercy.”
Kaiden pointed at Abraham. “Ask him what reason is. Now I’ll give you a chance. Kneel down, kowtow, admit your mistake, willingly accept Nelson’s punishment, and I’ll consider sparing your life.”
Leo narrowed his eyes slightly; Kaiden was similar to Nelson.
“Are you scared now?” Seeing Leo silent, Nelson stepped forward, grinning insincerely. “Weren’t you arrogant just now? Why aren’t you jumping around now? If you’re scared, kneel down for me first!”
Others also thought Leo was scared.
However, in the next moment…
Leo slapped Nelson with his backhand!
Nelson was sent flying.
“What do you think you are? Dare to ask me to kneel?” Leo looked at Nelson, who had been thrown out, with a thick mockery on his lips.
“Grandpa…” Nelson lay on the ground, covering his cheek, seething with anger. He never expected Leo to be so arrogant in front of his own grandfather.
Kaiden was the most astonished because, in his view, anyone with a bit of sense would yield at this point. However, Leo ignored his existence and slapped Nelson in public.
That was a slap on his face.
“Punish him!” Kaiden supported Nelson and was completely furious. “Beat him to death; I’ll bear the consequences!”
A dozen or so disciples of the Strength Ring Martial Arts School grinned as they approached with twisted necks.
Next was a series of screams…
In less than a minute, all the Strength Ring Martial Arts School disciples were lying on the ground, wailing.
Kaiden was stunned. He hadn’t expected the elite disciples he brought with him to be so worthless.
Leo acted again, kicking Kaiden directly.
Yes, the esteemed head of the Strength Ring Martial Arts School was kicked like a ball by Leo and then fell heavily to the ground.
Leo approached, lifted Kaiden from the ground, and then backhanded him.
“Smack!”
Blood was directly drawn from Kaiden’s mouth with this slap.
Leo let go, and Kaiden knelt on the ground.
“Sakura, go find a stick for me.” Leo looked at Sakura and instructed.
Sakura nodded and fetched a wooden stick from the backyard of the clinic, handing it to Leo.
Leo, aiming at Kaiden’s back, delivered three consecutive strokes.
Although Kaiden was a martial arts expert practicing external martial arts, these three strokes still caused him intense pain, making his eyes sore and his body sway.
Everyone was stunned, bewildered, and frightened.
The head of the Strength Ring Martial Arts School, Kaiden, being beaten like a garbage, was something no one would believe if spread outside.
The distinction between the strong and the weak was crystal clear. Kaiden, now kneeling and being beaten, scared the group supporting Nelson.
They quietly stepped back, trying to keep a distance from Nelson, appearing not to be very familiar.
“Three strokes, do you yield?” Leo looked at Kaiden and asked.
Kaiden’s eyes were full of resentment and frustration. He knew he was no match for Leo, so he nodded, “I yield.”
Leo smiled, “Since you yield, I’ll render you useless.”
Leo finished speaking and suddenly, without warning, kicked Kaiden in the lower abdomen.
Kaiden instinctively tried to evade, but being in a kneeling position made him slower than Leo.
Just as he moved halfway, his lower abdomen suddenly shook violently, as if struck by a heavy hammer. All his strength disintegrated, and his clenched fists uncontrollably loosened.
Then, he fell heavily to the ground, his face full of agony.
Kaiden was both angry and desperate. “Leo, what have you done to me?”
“Nothing much, just shattered your elixir field,” Leo said indifferently, “making you forever acknowledge and submit.”
Kaiden roared in anger, attempting to struggle, but he found his steps floating, his breathing rapid.
He was both shocked and furious. He tried to gather his strength, but the accumulated power leaked away in an instant.
He swayed twice, spat out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes filled with despair. “Bastard…”
“Henry, break Nelson’s limbs and drive him out of Langstel!” Leo, without even glancing at Kaiden, kicked Nelson away.
Henry had long wanted to torture Nelson. Hearing Leo’s words, he immediately took action.
The scene quickly turned chaotic. Nelson and the others were pressed to the ground and rubbed.
Kaiden made no move to protect or intervene; he just sat on the ground, looking up at the sky.
Compared to the anger and killing intent towards Leo, his heart was more filled with an indescribable despair. As a martial arts expert, having his elixir field ruined meant losing everything.
After dealing with this group, Leo left the clinic and headed to the Golden Leaf Shopping Plaza.
…
Underneath the ancestral shrine in the Golden Blade Village in the south of the city.
Oktrar roared angrily, kicking Vincent, who was kneeling in front of him.
Vincent spat out blood, flying backward and crashing to the ground. After convulsing a few times, he coughed up more blood than he had inhaled.
“Worthless, why keep you alive!” Oktrar cursed loudly.
After a brief rest, Vincent regained some strength, struggling to crawl back to kneel in front of Oktrar, bowing his head and begging, “Master, forgive me. I deserve to die, please spare me.”
“Vincent, I made you a demon cultivator, and you can’t even handle such a trivial matter. I am extremely disappointed in you. Tell me, do you want me to kill you, or do you want to take your own life?” Flames of rage burned in Oktrar’s frightening expression.