Chapter 106: Steward Mu’s Protective Streak!
“Cough, cough!”
Seeing Lan Xingshuo’s gaze, the old man in the black robe cleared his throat twice.
Only then did Lan Xingshuo come back to his senses.
He noticed the disdainful looks from those around him and recalled what Long Xiaoqing had said earlier.
Meeting Long Xiaoqing’s cold stare, Lan Xingshuo curled his lips in disdain and sneered, “Since the beauty requests it, I’ll say it again: you Earthlings are all trash!”
“Whoosh—”
Before Lan Xingshuo’s words had even died away, Long Xiaoqing’s figure flashed like a white shadow, accompanied by a rushing roar, appearing instantly in front of him. Her five fingers spread wide, aiming for his throat.
Lan Xingshuo reacted swiftly, sidestepping and grabbing for her wrist.
According to his plan, once he caught her wrist, he intended to pull her into his embrace.
But—
“Bang!”
Before he could seize her wrist, a heavy blow struck his chest, sending him flying.
Seizing the moment, Long Xiaoqing transformed into a white streak and instantly appeared above Lan Xingshuo, delivering a whip-like kick.
“Bang, bang!”
Lan Xingshuo was struck again, crashing heavily onto the ground.
The hard concrete shattered beneath him as his entire body sank into the earth.
At that moment, Long Xiaoqing showed no mercy. After landing, she stomped the ground.
With a thunderous crack, the earth exploded, sending Lan Xingshuo hurtling into the air.
Immediately after, Long Xiaoqing kicked him like a cannonball, smashing through the dome of the council hall and flying out.
She transformed into a white light and pursued him through the hole.
The cultivators in the council hall rushed outside, looking up at the sky.
Outside, Lan Xingshuo and Long Xiaoqing hovered in the air.
Lan Xingshuo was now clad in a splendid sapphire-blue armor, wielding a silver-white battle sword.
His eyes no longer held the lecherous gleam they had before when looking at Long Xiaoqing, but instead were grave and serious.
Having just been thoroughly beaten by Long Xiaoqing, he was stunned.
This made Lan Xingshuo realize that Long Xiaoqing was likely an equal opponent.
A beauty was desirable, but if he were wiped out, it would be a universal disgrace.
Glancing at the ground, Lan Xingshuo felt his face flush with embarrassment. The earlier scene was deeply humiliating for him.
Suddenly, a surge of anger welled up within him.
In all his life, he had never been so humiliated.
“Whoosh!”
Angrily, clad in armor, Lan Xingshuo’s figure flashed, appearing before Long Xiaoqing.
But just as he arrived, his vision blurred, and Long Xiaoqing’s presence vanished.
—
“Bang!”
A heavy blow struck Lan Xingshuo’s back, slamming him onto the ground.
“Boom!”
A tremendous explosion followed.
A nearby office building was shattered to rubble by Lan Xingshuo’s impact.
“Rumble!”
Breaking through bricks and concrete, Lan Xingshuo reappeared in the sky, charging toward Long Xiaoqing.
“Bang, bang, bang, bang…”
In the sky, two white shadows flashed continuously, accompanied by muffled impacts.
Even the cultivators present, some of whom were of the super-star realm, found it hard to discern their movements.
The old man in the black robe, a steward, frowned at the scene.
Clearly, Long Xiaoqing’s combat prowess exceeded his expectations.
On Earth, there was indeed a master capable of defeating Lan Xingshuo!
At this moment, Lan Xingshuo showed no resistance at all before Long Xiaoqing.
If not for his armor and the rune treasure he carried, he would have been beaten into a pulp long ago.
Although formidable in defense, both the armor and rune treasures consumed star energy.
If this continued, Lan Xingshuo would inevitably be defeated.
“Stop!”
The old man in the black robe could no longer hold back. He shouted loudly, his figure flashing in the air as he raised both hands and waved.
“Boom!”
A thunderous sound echoed.
Long Xiaoqing and Lan Xingshuo finally separated.
In the sky, Long Xiaoqing clutched her chest, frowning deeply.
When the black-robed old man intervened, it was clear he favored Lan Xingshuo.
Long Xiaoqing had taken a heavy blow, while Lan Xingshuo was merely pushed away by a gentle force.
Seeing Long Xiaoqing in distress, the old man sneered coldly, “How dare you attack someone from the steward council? You must be punished...”
“Say that again!”
Before he could finish, a cold voice echoed in the sky.
“Butler Mu!”
Zhou Hun exclaimed in surprise at the sudden appearance of the elderly figure.
Butler Mu wore a gray-white robe, resembling an ancient scholar, yet his aura was overwhelmingly powerful.
Normally calm and composed, he was visibly angry this time.
“Who might you be...” the black-robed old man scrutinized Butler Mu, frowning.
Butler Mu did not answer; he simply raised his hand and waved.
“Bang!”
A sharp explosion sounded.
The black robe of the old man shattered, and his body fell heavily to the ground like a meteor from the heavens, creating a large crater.
“What—what’s going on?”
“Yeah! Who is that gray-robed elder? So powerful! One gesture and he sent that alien cultivator crashing to the ground.”
“So, Earth actually has strong warriors! And such formidable ones at that!”
“That’s why I said this assessment needn’t worry us at all!”
…
The citizens witnessed Long Xiaoqing’s fierce beating of Lan Xingshuo and Butler Mu’s dispatching of the black-robed steward, all recorded on camera.
Hope blossomed in their hearts.
“Cough, cough…”
The black-robed old man, clad in tattered robes, crawled out of the crater, clutching his chest as he coughed violently.
Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, evidence of severe injury.
“How dare you injure my lady! You strike her once, and I’ll strike you back! You’re supposed to be a steward—if you continue your dirty tricks, I’ll crush you to dust!”
Butler Mu stared coldly at the wounded old man.
The black-robed steward scowled, “You’re not from Earth. The assessment is none of your concern.”
Butler Mu replied, “Who said I interfere with the assessment?”
The steward looked at Long Xiaoqing, “She shouldn’t be involved either.”
Long Xiaoqing was about to respond, but Butler Mu raised his hand to stop her, addressing the steward, “My lady will not participate in the assessment, but she has the right to oversee its fairness. If you dare play foul, hehe!”
After a cold sneer, Butler Mu turned to Long Xiaoqing, “Miss, are you alright?”
Long Xiaoqing shook her head, “I’m fine.”
“That’s good.” Butler Mu nodded, then his figure flickered and vanished.
“Cough, cough…”
The black-robed steward watched Butler Mu disappear, coughed again, and then said to Tian Zhonghe and his subordinates, “Continue the meeting! From now on, no one is allowed to insult others.”
After speaking, the steward cast a dissatisfied glance at the now grounded Lan Xingshuo.
At this moment, Lan Xingshuo’s eyes still held traces of shock.
(End of chapter)