Chapter 283 - Shiwan(2/2)
He was supposed to be trapped for ten years, but based on this calculation, he seemed to have earned six years back.
Roughly after three days, Wen Leyang arrived on the Nine Peaks Mountain. The disciples under the mountain did not see his body clearly, and they could only feel as a strong gale swept past their bodies. Wen Leyang had already ascended the mountain.
The moment he entered the Wen family village, a series of shouts echoed from the side of his ears abruptly, and two human figures pounced towards him like wild devils. They were precisely Wen Leyang’s two silly uncles that had achieved mastery in their Faulty Punch.
Wen Leyang’s heart was filled with affection as he did not say a word, but joined his two silly uncles and fought like a ball of mess. The fierce battle took less than a moment, and Wen Leyang’s heart was then filled with surprise and joy. His two silly uncles’ power of joined hands Faulty Punch was surprisingly no less inferior than the enlightened person, Tian Shu, from back then! Only four short years had passed! The grand master, Tuo Xie’s cultivation method was surprisingly as bold as a lion!
COMMENT
Wen Leyang moved exceedingly fast as he ascended the mountain. There was no way the two silly uncles could recognize him. They shouted and screamed, pleading for help.
There was another shout when a red delicate human figure akin to a spring sparrow returning to the woods, yet the two long needles in its hands were tossing in ghastly ghost’s energy and attacked him mercilessly! Wen Leyang’s red-shirt wife Mumu had made the first move! At the same time, a zombie figurine with a rigid expression and stiff body covered in heavy armor suddenly appeared, and attacked Wen Leyang with Mumu from both sides. Wen Leyang almost screamed out in surprise; the power of joined hands between Mumu and the zombie was similarly equivalent to Tian Shu back then.
At that very moment, a cold, yet familiar ‘humph’ that Wen Leyang recognized, suddenly echoed faintly. He could not help but to slow his movements down. His face was filled with astonishment, but just as he was about to say something, another surprised gasp was already heard before him, “Hanba, leave quick! It is Wen Leyang!”
Soon after, another astonished soft gasp that sounded pitiful was heard similarly, “He... has only been four years... leave quick!
Wen Leyang somersaulted out from the encirclement of Mumu, zombie, and the two silly uncles. He stretched out his hand and pointed to the three human figures that were attempting to run away secretly, as he roared “No running!”
Amongst the three human figures, one was shriveled and skinny, yet its entire body was enshrouded with sinister sharpness that could not be cleansed for eternity. Another appeared slightly feeble, that at one glance, could make anyone sympathize, hold and protect him. Needless to say, that the third human figure was graceful and beautiful; her entire body was decked with prestigious branded goods from all over the world, ones that were shimmering with radiance under the rays of the sun.