General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming

Chapter 1270: Public Face Slapping

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, Wei Ting counterattacked and kicked the back of the Purple Marquis’s head.

The Purple Marquis grunted.

Wei Ting punched the Purple Marquis, who was sent flying and hit a pillar.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

What happened to not having any strength left?

Wei Ting took the opportunity to punch the Purple Marquis again and again, breaking the corners of his lips!

The Purple Marquis kicked Wei Ting’s chest and took the initiative. He pounced forward and landed an even fiercer and heavier fist on Wei Ting.

It was too bloody!

It was too violent!

It was too exciting!

Everyone agreed that this was the most exciting competition in this round!

After the strength of the descendant of the Jin family left them shocked, they felt as if they had walked through the gates of hell. It was exciting, but they had not seen enough.

If Saintess Red Lotus could last a few dozen more moves, the two battles would be even.

Xing’er was about to cry. “Aiya, why has Young Master been lying down and being beaten up? It’s too tragic!”

Lu Aotian said, “Here, eat a jelly bean.”

Xing’er was speechless.

Wei Ting, who was being suppressed, suddenly turned his fist into a palm and slashed at the Purple Marquis’s chest!

Purple Marquis took the blow and flipped in the air. He knelt on one knee and slid back more than ten steps on the arena, almost falling down!

“Heavens! That’s the Purple Marquis!”

Everyone’s eyes widened.

No, they even held their breaths, unable to believe that this was real!

The Purple Marquis held his chest and felt waves of pain from his organs. He looked at Wei Ting in shock. “Space Shattering Palm? Aren’t you from the Hundred Flowers Palace? Why are you practicing Heavenly Jade Hall’s ultimate technique?”

Wei Ting stood up and casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He smiled coldly. “Guess?”

The Purple Marquis looked at the observation platform of the Heavenly Jade Hall.

Even Xiahou Qing, Xie Jinnian, and the people from the Assassin Alliance looked over.

The Thousand Possibilities Pavilion was far away on the other side of the Assassin Alliance. Otherwise, they would have to see Ji Minglou’s expression.

Madam Ji’s face darkened as she asked Ji Minglou, “You secretly taught Yun Shuang’s son the Space Shattering Palm?”

Ji Minglou said, “I didn’t.”

Madam Ji said, “You don’t admit it? Other than you, will anyone else on the island teach the Space Shattering Palm to Yun Shuang’s son?”

Ji Minglou frowned. “I don’t want to argue with you.”

He really didn’t teach him. He was also wondering where Duanmu Yun’s Space Shattering Palm came from.

Ji Minglou’s past with Yun Shuang was not a secret on the island. It was said that he still had feelings for Yun Shuang. In that case, it was not strange for him to impart the ultimate technique to Yun Shuang’s youngest son.

Ji Minglou was the scapegoat, so no one suspected Elder Qiu.

Xie Jinnian stared at Duanmu Yun’s figure without blinking, and something flashed across his eyes.

In the observation platform of the Assassin Alliance, Liu Zhen’er recognized Wei Ting. “It’s him!”

Qi Yao looked at Wei Ting.

Liu Zhen’er said to Chen Yu, “Fourth Senior Brother, don’t you remember? The person who cut our rope!”

Chen Yu said, “You mean… he’s one of the people who saved Rakshasa? His movement technique does look familiar to me.”

Liu Zhen’er said strangely, “It’s only been two months since we last met. Why do I feel that his moves are much faster? Or was it inconvenient to attack on the cliff that night and that slowed him down?”

“The Purple Marquis has been suppressed,” Eldest Senior Brother Qi Yao said.

Liu Zhen’er frowned. “The last time we fought, I felt that he didn’t have such strength.”

Chen Yu said nonchalantly, “He’s just lucky. Can’t you see that the Purple Marquis hasn’t attacked yet?”

Qi Yao said nothing.

This was because in his opinion, it was not that the Purple Marquis was unwilling to attack, but that he was suppressed to the point where he could not attack.

Duanmu Yun had improved significantly since the night he saved Rakshasa.

In the observation platform of the Walkabout Sect. The beautiful woman leisurely ate a beautiful fruit. “The more I look at you, the more I like him. Even the Purple Marquis was beaten up by him. What a pity. You can only beat him up to this extent.”

Everyone continued to pay attention to the competition.

Although they supported the Purple Marquis, they also hoped that Duanmu Yun could withstand a little beating and let them watch to their heart’s content.

However, the miracle did not seem to continue with this young man.

The Purple Marquis leaped up and gave Wei Ting a powerful blow.

Wei Ting was thrown out and fell to the edge of the arena. Half of his body fell.

The Purple Marquis grabbed his throat. “Who guided you? You attacked me the moment you entered the arena and attacked all my vital points, forcing me to be unable to pull out my sword?”

Wei Ting’s face turned purple from the pinch, but his eyes were not in a sorry state. “My master!”

“Oh?” Purple Marquis smiled. “Looks like your master is very familiar with my weakness. Unfortunately, what he knows about me was from three years ago! The current me no longer has any weaknesses!”

With the last sentence, his aura was fully released. He grabbed Wei Ting’s throat, raised him high, and threw him heavily from the arena!

“Ah! It’s over! The Purple Marquis won!”

“As expected, even with the support of the Space Shattering Palm, he has no chance of winning against the Purple Marquis.”

“Purple Marquis is too powerful. Unless he encounters the Assassin Alliance, no one can defeat him. This is what everyone expects—”

“No… Look!”

Everyone saw an unbelievable scene.

The second young master of the Hundred Flowers Palace, who would definitely lose after being thrown off the stage, actually didn’t land on the ground!

His toes hooked the belt of Purple Marquis’s pants, and his feet pressed against the Purple Marquis’s firm abs. The powerful strength of his waist made him lie flat in the air.

Click.

The fruit in the beautiful woman’s hand fell.

This top-notch man!

A top-notch man that she had not seen in a hundred years!

Wei Ting looked at Purple Marquis provocatively.

It was as if he was saying, “Continue. Let’s see if I land first or your pants fall first.”

Purple Marquis, who did not want to be humiliated in public, was ruthlessly hit by Wei Ting’s shamelessness!

He grabbed Wei Ting’s ankle with both hands.

Tendon Splitting and Bone Shifting Hands!

Crack!

Wei Ting took the opportunity to turn around laying waste to the Purple Marquis’ efforts..

On the other hand, Wei Ting used the momentum to spin around. His other leg hooked around his neck and he jumped back into the arena!

Purple Marquis turned around coldly. “Meteor Step?”

This time, everyone looked at the Thousand Possibilities Pavilion.

Thew Purple Marquis said coldly, “Kid, who is your master?”

Wei Ting looked at the observation platform of the Heavenly Jade Hall innocently.

Ji Minglou trembled.

The Purple Marquis gripped the hilt of his sword. “In the first round, I didn’t intend to use my sword. I have to admit that you’re a qualified opponent. I’ll give you the respect you deserve. Attack.”

Wei Ting said, “If you want to attack, just say it. No one will laugh at you.”

The Purple Marquis coldly took out his sword.

Wei Ting also slowly pulled out the Green Peak Sword and said coldly, “I only have one move.”

Purple Marquis’s gaze was like a torch. “I, too, only have one move.”

“One sword to determine the winner.”

“It’s a deal.”

There were no fancy moves or diversionary moves.

The two of them circulated their internal energy and jumped up, slashing at each other with the coldest sword qi!

Clang!

The gong sounded.

The guard raised the mallet high. “The competition is over!”