C21 Send Them Flying with a Kick

Hearing Ke Er's words, Wu Hui was stunned. With a face full of surprise, he asked, "Could it be that you have reached Profound Grade as well?" Wu Hui was a little surprised in his heart. Although Ke Er was his own little sister, he had never seen her cultivate before.

"Mm, I am already at the Two-Star of Profound Grade now. Father asked me to come to the Martial Skill Pavilion to learn a martial skill as well to increase my strength." Ke Er came to Wu Hui's side, and revealed a smile, "However, I'm not interested in these fights and killings, and I have not cultivated much either. I don't know when I reached the Profound Grade."

Hearing Ke Er's words, Wu Hui raised his head with his hands, and suffered a huge blow. She was able to reach the Two-Star of Profound Grade without actually cultivating. They were simply like heaven and earth compared with each other. Furthermore, Ke Er was only thirteen years old.

"It seems that the number one genius of Wu Family should be little sister Ke Er." Wu Hui felt somewhat guilty in his heart. He had never seen Ke Er cultivate before and knew that she was not interested in cultivation. He never thought that Ke Er's talent would actually be so strong. If the clan was able to nurture Ke Er, he would at least be stronger than that Wu Zejun.

"Haha, isn't he that trash? Why are you here at Martial Skill Pavilion again? Do you want to go in or not? What a pity, tsk tsk…"

At this time, a strange taunting sound came from behind Wu Hui. Without even turning his head, Wu Hui could tell who this person was.

"Wu Yong, I never thought that you would be so presumptuous in front of me. Have you forgotten about my fist?" Wu Hui turned his head, a cold smile plastered on his face as he looked at the person coming towards him.

The one who came was Wu Yong. He kept staring at Ke Er. There was another person beside Wu Yong. This person was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and was half a head taller than Wu Yong. One could tell this man was a mean guy from his pale face, hawk nose and thin lips. Wu Yong stood behind this person with a respectful expression.

Wu Hui's words caused Wu Yong's expression to change slightly. Even now, his own fist still felt a faint pain.

"Cousin Wu Kai is here today, and you still dare to be impudent. Cousin Wu Kai, help me teach him a lesson."

Wu Yong did not dare to make a move, because he knew that he was no match for Wu Hui right now. However, with his cousin who had reached the Three-Star of Profound Grade here, he must definitely teach Wu Hui a lesson today, and let him know his current status.

Hearing Wu Yong's words, Wu Kai did not even look at him, but turned towards Wu Yong and said indifferently, "Wu Yong, I'm not judging you. Although your talent is really not very good, you have already reached the level of a One-Star of Profound Grade. Don’t tell me you want me to teach a lesson to a trash who hasn't broken through?"

"My brother isn't trash. Don’t spout nonsense!" Ke Er, who was at the side, immediately changed her expression when she heard Wu Kai's words. She anxiously tried to differentiate the situation by the side, "My brother has already…"

At this time, Wu Hui pulled on Ke Er's sleeves, hinting to him in secret, and shook his head. It was a complete waste of saliva to judge from these people.

Wu Kai's words made Wu Yong's face flush red, and for a moment, he didn't know whether he should take action or not.

Within Wu Family, disciples were not forbidden to fight, as long as there was no disability.

Only, Wu Yong knew that not long after he had broken through Profound Grade, and he had suffered a huge loss at Wu Hui’s hands yesterday, so how would he dare to make a move now?

However, Wu Yong's gaze turned and he saw Martial Skill Pavilion. He had an idea, and smiled sinisterly, "I came to Martial Skill Pavilion to learn martial arts today, and do not wish to teach you a lesson here. If you are not trash, do you dare to enter Martial Skill Pavilion with me?" He then turned to Wu Kai and said, "Cousin Wu Kai, today is the day for me to learn martial arts, and it's not good for me to fight in front of Martial Skill Pavilion. If he doesn't dare to enter the Martial Skill Pavilion together, he doesn't even have the qualifications for me to do so."

Wu Kai let out a light snort, and turned and walked into the Martial Skill Pavilion with a haughty expression. Wu Yong hurriedly followed, but after glancing at Wu Hui, his expression was full of ridicule.

No one with a cultivation level above Profound Grade was allowed to enter the Martial Skill Pavilion. Because only people with Profound Grade or higher would have the ability to learn martial skills. The person guarding the Martial Skill Pavilion was the second elder, Wu Qingling, who was known as the "Unselfishness with an Iron Face", whose cultivation had already reached the Two-star of Heaven Grade. Previously, there were a few young disciples who were curious about the Martial Skill Pavilion and sneaked in. But if they were caught by Wu Qingling, it would be a severe lesson as they would not be unable to get out of bed for a few months. After a few times, no matter how curious those young disciples were, they wouldn't dare to step into the Martial Skill Pavilion before Profound Grade. At most, they would act like Wu Hui before, and they would stand at the entrance to look inside.

When Wu Yong had just stepped into the Martial Skill Pavilion, Wu Hui lifted his foot and landed with a sound.

Hearing the sound, Wu Yong turned his head to look, but his face was filled with a cold smile, and thought to himself, "Just do it. I'll see if you dare to enter the Martial Skill Pavilion. It’s best if you dare to come in, and get Second Elder to kick you out." Wu Yong knew from experience that Wu Qingling had used a kick to teach a lesson to those disciples who had snuck into the Martial Skill Pavilion. If it was heavier, injuries would be inevitable.

Wu Hui's footsteps did not stop, as he walked past Wu Yong and directly into the Martial Skill Pavilion.

"Ha, you really dare to come in." Seeing that Wu Hui had actually entered, Wu Yong's face revealed joy, and anxiously looked for him.

In the center of the hall on the first floor of Martial Skill Pavilion, there was a huge table. Behind the table, an old man was napping.

Seeing the old man, Wu Yong grabbed onto Wu Hui's sleeves to prevent Wu Hui from retreating once again, and shouted loudly, "Second Elder, Second Elder, quickly get up, there's someone who snuck in here."

At the same time, in the lobby of the first floor, there were five to six disciples looking for martial skills in front of the martial arts stand. Hearing Wu Yong's voice, they all turned their heads and looked in their direction. Wu Kai was preparing to look for the martial skill he needed. But hearing Wu Yong's sudden voice, his face changed. He thought to himself that it was not good and he never thought that his cousin would dare to make a ruckus in the Martial Skill Pavilion, as this was a violation of the Martial Skill Pavilion's rules, and the punishment he received was not lower than the punishment of those who sneaked in.

Just as Wu Kai wanted to remind Wu Yong, a person next to him blocked in front of him.

"Ah, Wu Zejun, it's you!" When Wu Kai saw the person who stopped him, his expression kept changing.

Wu Zejun was an outstanding figure in the young generation of the Wu Family. He was two years younger than him, yet he had already reached the Five-star of Profound Grade, a person who could possibly reach the Innate Grade in the future. And Wu Zejun's father, Wu Haiyuan, was an expert of Heaven Grade. There were even rumors saying that Wu Haiyuan would soon become the Patriarch of the Wu Family.

"Wu Kai, for your advice, don't provoke Wu Hui." Wu Zejun looked at Wu Hui, a faint trace of envy and unwillingness in his eyes. He never thought that this Wu Hui would actually have such great luck and ignited the fire element. In fact, even without his father's instruction, Wu Zejun knew that he would not be able to offend Wu Hui in the future. However, in his heart, he still looked down on Wu Hui. In a world where strength was revered, he was destined to become an Innate, while Wu Hui was destined to become the clan's pill refining tool. It was fine to respect him, but it didn't mean that he was thinking highly of Wu Hui.

"What? Don’t provoke Wu Hui?" He never thought that Wu Zejun would actually say such words, causing Wu Kai to be extremely surprised. Before, the person who had shamed Wu Hui the most would be Wu Zejun. Even Wu Yong's cousin was a member of Wu Zejun's group, so how could he advise others not to offend Wu Hui?

Wu Kai had not turned around yet, but Second Elder Wu Qingling, who had been dozing off, was finally woken up by Wu Yong's loud harassment. At this time, Wu Yong had already pulled Wu Hui in front of him.

When Wu Qingling woke up, he saw Wu Hui first. He smiled kindly and nodded slightly, but when he turned towards Wu Yong, his expression changed and a fireball of anger appeared in his eyes.

"Just now, who was making such a noise in the hall?" The voice was loud like a bell, and like a lion's roar.

"Ah, it's you, ah, no, no, no, it's me, ah, no, no, no, no..." Hearing Wu Qingling's loud voice, Wu Yong's mind was somewhat confused. Shouldn't Wu Qingling be concerned about who had yet to reach the Profound Grade and sneak into the Martial Skill Pavilion?

"What do you mean? You were just disturbing my sweet dreams and making a ruckus in the Martial Skill Pavilion. Get out of here…" Wu Qingling opened his hand and grabbed Wu Yong's shoulder. Lifting his hand, Wu Yong's body floated up.

Wu Yong let out a loud "Ah" sound, and started dancing. Before he even finished his sentence, he felt a strong force kick towards his back. He could not help but run towards the door of the hall. The crowd only heard a series of noise until there was a scream.

Wu Hui watched from the side as the corners of his mouth twitched. Ke Er, who was at the side, clapped and shouted, "Serves you right!"

Wu Kai also blamed himself a little. When he brought Wu Yong here, he originally wanted to remind him of the rules here. Judging from Wu Qingling's actions right now, Wu Yong's injuries should not be light.

Wu Kai quickly walked out of the Martial Skill Pavilion, and saw that Wu Yong was lying on the ground. His face was full of mud, and he was constantly rubbing his waist. Wu Kai immediately walked over, supported Wu Yong up, and checked once. Luckily, Wu Qingling still had some sense of propriety so he did not injure his muscles and bones. Wu Yong's face twitched, and he looked at the Martial Skill Pavilion's door angrily, and said, "I will wait here, and see how Wu Hui is kicked out by the Second Elder."

At this time, Wu Yong rubbed his waist as he waited to see Wu Hui make a fool of himself. Wu Kai felt that something was wrong, and he remembered what Wu Zejun had said and had a bad idea.

"Wu Yong, are you sure that Wu Hui has not reached Profound Grade yet?"

Wu Kai stared at Wu Yong, his expression changing.

Wu Yong was anxiously looking at the entrance of the Martial Skill Pavilion when he suddenly heard Wu Kai's question.

"Of course, Wu Hui is a cripple…" Before he could even say the word "thing", a cold killing intent suddenly appeared, causing Wu Yong's entire body to shiver.

"In the future, if there are people who say that Wu Hui is trash, then he should be directly expelled from Wu Family as a traitor of the Family." A floating voice came from an unknown place.