Chapter 57: Without them, I can still take you down!

  "Zhuo Yifan, what do you mean?" Seeing his carefully calculated plans fail one after another, Zhou Wubing's fox tail could no longer be hidden.

  "What does it mean? Not only did Wu Shao invite me to drink, but also asked me to hurry up and drink? Am I not drinking fast enough?" Zhu Yifan's face showed a strange expression as he looked around, finding himself surrounded by the Zhou family. Even outside the wine house, there were layers of people, all from the Zhou family.

  In the past, Zhuo Yifan might have felt pressure, but now he deeply understands his own strength and is fearless: "Is it worth mobilizing such a large formation just to deal with me? Should I feel honored?"

  "Hum! Not an honor! But being content! This wine today, you have to drink it whether you want to or not!"

  "Haven't I already drunk?"

  "Zhuo Yifan! Don't pretend to be stupid with me! You've known all along that the cup was poisonous, haven't you?!"

  "What can you do?" Zhuo Yifan shrugged, "My mouth is on me, I don't want to drink, what can you force me to do?"

  "I may not be able to control your mouth, but I hope you can understand the current situation!" Zhou Wubing poured a full cup for Zhuo Yifan: "You have repeatedly opposed my Zhou family, snatched away Shuang'er and even injured my Zhou family members. How dare you! Do you think you can bully others just because of your connection with Lan Dian?"

  "You're turning black and white upside down." Zhuo Yifan stared at him intently.

  "What can you do even if you turn black and white upside down? This is my Zhou family's territory, what I say goes!" Zhou Wubing sneered: "Of course, my Zhou family isn't unable to let you off either. The original intention of inviting you here this time was to trick you into drinking poisoned wine and then discuss it further. However, now that the conversation has started, I won't hide anything."

  "He continued to say his plan: 'You drink the poisonous wine first. Then I have a packet of medicine here, you just sprinkle it in the blue-dyed wine, and it's done. After that, come to me, I'll send someone to verify it and give you the antidote. In addition, I'll also get my family's Soul King to personally concoct a stimulating soul-meditation secret medicine for you. Your brother is about to learn soul meditation, but you haven't made any progress at all, are you willing to be surpassed like this?'"

  "You want me to poison Lanye?" The next moment, Zhuo Yifan's face suddenly turned gloomy.

  "Haha, kill him? You're being a bit too harsh. This medicine is a type of somnolent toxin, after taking it, you'll feel extremely drowsy, and each time you wake up, your mental strength will decrease slightly, but it won't affect your life. Just rest assured." Zhou Wubing's expression remained unchanged: "When your abilities improve, you'll have the chance to escape from Blood Prison."

  "It doesn't matter if you don't agree." Zhou Hong, who was on the side, also stood up: "Now the wine house is full of Zhou family members, and at worst, I can join forces with Wu Shao to pressure you and force you to drink the poisonous wine, which isn't a difficult task."

  "So you're saying I have no choice but to agree to this?"

  "Negotiation? The word negotiation is forever left to the strong, for the weak, there's only compromise, no negotiation!" Zhou Wubing let out a cold snort: "There's a saying that goes 'when under someone else's roof, one must lower their head.' Shura Village is after all my Zhou family's territory, you'd best understand the situation clearly, otherwise, you'll die in a very ugly way."

  Now the wine house inside and outside are all Zhou family members, Blue Ye and Le Shi are not there. Alone, Zhuo Yifan is just a fledgling who has left the nest in Zhou Wubing's eyes. Zhou Qing also waved his hand and said viciously: "Zhuo Yifan, you'd better answer obediently. Don't resist, in Shura Village, we have plenty of ways to make you and your good brother suffer humiliation."

  "Are you guys done talking nonsense? A bunch of idiots chattering away for half the day, my ears are numb."

  "How dare you still shout at this point, are you looking to die?" Zhou Hong's anger burst out uncontrollably.

  "In the eyes of you lofty soul cultivators, I, an ordinary body cultivator who hasn't even felt a hint of meditation power under Master Lan's guidance, am indeed like an ant.

  Zhuo Yifan stepped forward and said loudly: 'One day as a teacher, a lifetime as a father. I acknowledged Master Lan as my teacher, and I will never do anything to deceive or betray him!'"

  "Haha, good one, obedient disciple. Zhuo Yifan, I'm giving you a last chance, think carefully before answering!" Zhou Wubing roared.

  "Last chance? Don't bother, you don't need to give me a chance anymore."

  Zhuo Yifan waved his hand and sneered, "Do you really think I'm a fool who would follow you here to die without any preparation? Let me tell you the truth, even if my brother and Blue Grandfather weren't here, I could still take you down!"

  "You're showing off!" Upon hearing Zhuo Yifan's words, Zhou Wubing's heart skipped a beat.

  Indeed, from his contact with him, he felt that Zhuo Yifan was also a deep and cunning person who would not come to send himself to death like this. At this moment, he hesitated: Could it be that this kid really left some backhand?

  "Wu Shao, don't say any more. Just now, a scout came to report that Leishi Lan's daughter has returned, and Lanyu is also at home and hasn't gone out. This kid's words are just alarmist talk!" Zhou Hong could no longer hold back, and an invisible mental force was released from the depths of his soul. "I'll cripple one of your legs right now, so you can remember this for a long time!"

  With a sneer, Zhou Hong suddenly took a step forward, and her mental strength was suddenly released.

  Its claws swiped out, forming a whirlwind that swept fiercely towards Zhuo Yifan's small face, accompanied by a sharp gust of wind, the claw shadow fiercely pinched towards Zhuo Yifan's neck!

  "You're still the same as last time, no improvement at all."

  Seeing Zhou Hong take action, Zhuo Yifan's expression remained unchanged, waiting for him to approach before the red ring on his chest made another strange move, and all the spiritual pressure suddenly disappeared.

  "Be afraid..."

  Zhuo Yi Fan was waiting for the moment when Zhou Hong approached, and he would display his eye technique. A purple light flashed in his eyes.

  Zhou Hong was suddenly plunged into deep fear, that fierce claw just stopped two or three centimeters away from Zhuo Yifan's throat, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move his body forward half a step.

  His eyes of fear made him freeze again!

  "Stardust Kick Twelfth Style, Lin Yu's Chaotic Cloud Collapse!"

  It was at this moment that Zhuo Yifan suddenly rose up, his linked leg technique accompanied by a surge of orange spiritual energy, and violently collided with Zhou Hong's chest.

  Boom boom boom boom...

  After twelve consecutive kicks, Zhou Hong was kicked into the air by Zhuo Yifan and landed on the railing of the second floor of the wine building, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

  "How could this be... it's impossible..." Zhou Hong was kicked flying by Zhuo Yifan, although his ribs were broken and he was in severe pain all over his body, but he didn't faint. He looked at Zhuo Yifan with a gaze full of shock and horror, as someone who was also a Soul Master with a mental strength of 0.9, he had actually been defeated by the same person twice!

  "Pffft!" Zhou Hong's face instantly lost all color, and after spitting out another mouthful of blood, he actually fainted from rage.

  "Hong Ge lost again..." The surrounding crowd let out a series of astonished gasps. Zhou Wubing's face turned darker than ever, looking at Zhuo Yifan in utter disbelief.

  "How's that? I've said it before, even if they're not around, those who should be punished will still be punished. This has never changed." He coldly glanced at Zhou Hong and then looked towards Zhou Wubing.

  "Damn it! I don't believe it!" Zhou Wubing couldn't bear the humiliation of his family members twice, a surge of anger rushed up to his brain, and the intention to kill burst out in an instant. Disregarding the presence of other Zhou family members around him, a powerful spiritual pressure descended directly, striking Zhuo Yifan with a deadly blow!