Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 2282

Chapter 2282: I Challenge the Martial Alliance Leader

Several people fell to the ground with blood spurting from their necks.
“This is outrageous!”
“This impudent—”
Seeing that Zhu Yang was ruthless enough to kill so many the moment he started attacking him, the onlookers were extremely angry. At the same time, they were also shocked by Zhu Yang’s strength.
After disappearing for a while, he actually had attained such a high level of martial arts.
Ning Shu ate the oranges expressionlessly. It was none of her business anyway. There were plenty of other people to take care of this guy.
Zhu Yang saluted Zhao Bo, who was sitting at a high place, with both of his hands. “Can I now challenge the martial alliance leader?”
Zhao Bo stood up expressionlessly. “Technically, that is correct.”
“Then, I must ask the leader for some sparring tips,” Zhu Yang cupped his hands insincerely and said.
Zhao Bo got into the ring and looked at the bloodstains all over the place. “This is a martial arts competition. Why did you take people’s lives? With you being this cruel, what is the difference between you and the demonic sect?”
“Hey! What does this have to do with our demonic sect? It’s not our fault.” Ning Shu said after she threw away an orange peel. “We’re here to watch, we didn’t do anything.”
“If a person like you becomes the leader of the martial alliance, it will simply spell doom for the world,” Zhao Bo said righteously.
Zhu Yang was just a young and vigorous young man who was unable to restrain himself because he had a bit of power. He was eager to show his strengths as soon as he showed up. How could he compare to Zhao Bo’s experience?
Besides, Zhao Bo had also been the leader of the martial alliance for a while. He was much more popular than Zhu Yang.
Zhu Yang’s presence was suppressed by Zhao Bo, so he got annoyed and attacked Zhao Bo first.
Suddenly, Zhao Bo stretched out his hand and hit Zhu Yang’s heart with one palm, while his other palm hit Zhu Yang’s dantian.
Zhu Yang spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, but Zhao Bo still didn’t let Zhu Yang go. He fiercely slapped Zhu Yang in the lower abdomen. Zhu Yang vomited out a mouthful of blood, and his expression showed the extreme pain he was in.
“You destroyed my dantian…” Zhu Yang looked at Zhao Bo with hatred. His eyes were full of powerlessness and shock. He didn’t expect Zhao Bo to be so powerful.
“I only abolished your dantian and spared your life. People like you, who have such formidable power, will only bring disaster to the world. You should make better choices from now on,” Zhao Bo said lightly.
Ning Shu’s lips twitched. No wonder people would say an older fox is more cunning, and that older ginger is spicier. Zhao Bo’s attack directly destroyed Zhu Yang’s foundation of martial arts. He turned him into a martial artist who could no longer cultivate. Zhao Bo couldn’t have chosen a worse punishment for him.
Without the ability to protect himself, anyone would be able to kill him. Moreover, he just killed several people so arrogantly.
These people were all elite players of various sects. It’d be strange if they let Zhu Yang go.
Zhao Bo also received a benevolent commendation for not taking anyone’s life.
“Leader! Leader!”
The people around were shouting in unison.
Zhao Bo made a gesture of pushing downwards with his hands. “Thank you all for your support. In the future…”
“Wait!” Ning Shu flew into the ring, “After watching for so long, I would like to exchange blows with you too. I can’t waste this trip, right?”
“Demonic temptress! What right do you have to meddle in us renowned righteous sects choosing the leader of the martial alliance?”
“The demonic sect is here to make trouble.”
In an instant, these sects drew their swords and looked at the people of the Sacred Demonic Cult vigilantly.
Ning Shu didn’t change her expression. “I heard that Leader Zhao’s martial arts are strong and on top of that, he has practiced ‘Guiyuan Sacred Martial Arts.’ He is probably now the strongest in the world. I want to experience fighting against it.”
“I’m cultivating the inner strength and mind method of my Zhao Clan Stronghold. It’s not ‘Guiyuan Sacred Martial Arts.’ You have repeatedly said that I have ‘Guiyuan Sacred Martial Arts,’ but you only want to cause chaos for the righteous.” Zhao Bo stood opposite Ning Shu and stuck out his chest.
He looked like a benevolent hero.
“The righteous?” Ning Shu said contemptuously. “Come fight me. Isn’t Martial Alliance Leader Zhao a few decades old? Yet you’re afraid of fighting a little girl like me. Is it because you’re afraid that you won’t be able to beat me?”
“I don’t bully the small folk. Not to mention the fact that you’re a woman.” Zhao Bo didn’t take Ning Shu seriously.
Translator: Take
Editor: Ran
Translator: Kaho