Chapter Seventy-Four Retribution

  I had countless times been haunted by his memory, thinking that I would never see him again in this life, yet unexpectedly we met under these circumstances.

  The warmth on my hand still remains, that is Li Jia's breath. A sharp pain like needles suddenly surged in her heart, perhaps he had already seen everything just now, but why didn't he stop it and let things continue to happen? The leaf's departure was not the wind's pursuit, but the tree's reluctance to hold on, haha, maybe I was that fallen leaf all along.

  In an instant, her heart thought of many things, two clear tears fell from her cheeks, that was a heart-wrenching reflection, that was a melancholy sorrow.

  Her long hair fluttered in the wind, her deep eyes shone brightly, and her steps were light and nimble. Guo Ming was still as ordinary as ever, with a gentle smile on his face.

  Zhu Rui didn't notice anything unusual, just a bit puzzled as to why the other person suddenly shed tears. Suddenly, his pupils contracted, and the trapped Shuimoyao moved. She took step by step towards Guo Ming.

  How is that possible? How could she avoid it under her own powerful spiritual attack? This powerful blow, he naturally couldn't bear. Could it be that Shui Mengyao was hiding in secret?

  No matter what, things must have something to do with Shui Mengyao. Watching Shui Mengyao leave, Zhu Rui let out a loud roar and pounced on Shui Mengyao crazily, the crowd only felt that in an instant, Zhu Rui transformed into a ferocious tiger shadow and violently smashed towards Shui Mengyao's delicate back.

  "No, get out of the way quickly!" Li Jia shouted loudly. His eyes were wide with anger, he had not expected Zhu Rui to make a move on Shui Mengyao. Regardless of whether it was because of her beauty or something else, Li Jia really liked Shui Mengyao as a person.

  The distance between Guo Ming and Shui Mengyao is neither far nor near, under normal circumstances it is absolutely impossible to save her, unless Guo Ming wants to expose his own identity.

  Shuǐ Mèng Yáo felt a sudden pain in her back, the opponent's powerful aura locked onto her, and the opponent's wave-like palm force surged towards her. She knew that if she wanted to dodge, it would be impossible, so without thinking, Shuǐ Mèng Yáo floated backwards on the spot, suddenly turned around, and sent a pale blue light from her jade palm towards Zhū Ruì.

  Zhu Jia had barely made a move when he knew he was in trouble. What was wrong with him earlier? He had been so stunned by that blow that he lost his composure, and now he hastily tried to withdraw his palm. But how could he possibly do so in time, given the proximity of the two? As soon as they made contact, Shui Mengyao felt a sweetness in her throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, splashing onto Zhu Jia's face.

  Zhu Jia's face turned even paler, he had never thought of wanting to hurt Shui Mengyao.

  Guo Ming saw Shui Mengyao get hurt, his eyes coldly stared at the opponent for a moment, his right foot tilted and kicked heavily on the ground, a large piece of turf was instantly lifted up, carrying Guo Ming's forceful blow transformed into an arrow off the string, heavily crashing towards Zhu Jia.

  Zhu Jia glanced at Guo Ming with disdain, hummed, the power was enough, but wanting to rely on this to hurt himself was no different from a fool's dream. There was an insurmountable gap between warriors and ordinary people, and this gap was the difference between external skills and internal skills. True energy immediately filled his body, as long as Guo Ming's mud came, he believed he could freely bounce it off.

  But his face was soon filled with terror, the large piece of mud heavily slammed into his chest, and the route of his true energy circulation suddenly stopped, just this one move, made his heart sink completely.

  A mouthful of blood wanted to spew out, but the mud that came rushing in front of him was forcibly stuffed into his mouth. He fell backwards to the ground with a loud thud, knocking against the mud in his mouth, which was mixed with blood. He felt like he was going to die soon. The physical blow left him breathless, and the disappearance of his true energy plunged him into boundless terror.

  That kid is a high-ranking person, even if he's an idiot, he should know who the young man coming towards him is! Moreover, he's not only not stupid, but also a genius. It's precisely because of this that he's arrogant and doesn't put anyone in his eyes, today he finally understands his father's words, what it means to have people outside of people, and heavens outside of heaven.

  Unfortunately, he understood too late. When he injured Shui Mengyao, Guo Ming had no intention of letting him off. Of course, taking his life was a bit excessive, but punishment was inevitable. You're not proud of your martial arts? Well, I'll seal your martial arts then.

  Shui Mengyao wiped the fresh blood from her mouth, gazing at Guo Ming with a dazed expression. It had been over a year since they last met, and he had become even more powerful. At least she couldn't sense any martial artist aura on him. It seemed that anyone could have done what he did with that one kick, but Shui Mengyao knew that without certain martial arts skills, it was impossible to break through Zhu Jia's defense.

  "Meng Yao, it's been a year since we last met. How have you been lately?" Guo Ming asked calmly, his voice not rising or falling in the slightest.

  She smiled wryly and brushed away a strand of hair from the corner of her eye, saying softly, "It's okay, you... when did you come back?" Although her tone was calm, people not far away still noticed that Shui Mengyao's hands were trembling and her chest was slightly heaving. With their years of experience in the emotional arena, they immediately drew a conclusion - Shui Mengyao had an extremely ambiguous relationship with the person in front of her.

  "Not long ago, Guo Ming nodded and smiled, saying 'I'm also studying here now, please take care of me in the future.'"

  "Oh, Shui Mengyao's face lit up with joy, and she hastily nodded in agreement. That's only natural." Lian Zu simultaneously took a few steps forward, wanting to get closer.

  Guo Ming shook his head and smiled calmly. He glanced at Li Jia not far away, pointing quietly: "Is your boyfriend still there? Don't you go up to show some concern?"

  Along with Guo Ming's pointing, Shui Muyao saw Li Jia with a smiling face, and for an instant, she felt as if her heart had been emptied. Was her vision really so low? Guo Ming himself missed twice, once could be forgiven, but the second time he still didn't grasp it. Could the tense Li Jia in front of him become his haven? Her heart was filled with thick regret. What a girl looks for is nothing more than a reliance, an arm that can shield her from wind and rain. She had already touched that mysterious level, where martial artists are the masters of this world. After cultivating the family's ultimate technique, her lifespan would greatly increase, and if she reached eight stars, she could even live up to 500 years. By then, Li Jia would probably have long become a handful of dust.

  What's wrong with myself? Why did I make such a mistake. Guo Ming's figure has gone far, she wants to shout loudly, but what can she do after shouting? What reason can she use to retain him? She doesn't know, she is not clear.

  Li Jia saw Guo Ming leave and hastily stepped forward, anxiously saying: "Meng Yao, how are you?" As she spoke, Li Jia was about to reach out and grasp Water Meng Yao's jade hand, but the latter quickly withdrew it.

  "Sorry, we're not on the same path," said Shui Mengyao in a low voice. After that, she turned around and left.

  "Why?!" Li Jia shouted loudly. He never thought that the final outcome today would be like this, his girlfriend was gone, and he was humiliated in public, and yet he was given such a reason. We are not of the same kind, damn it, why didn't you say so earlier? If you had said these things earlier, none of this would have happened.

  Shui Mengyao didn't respond to him and just left. Li Jia was still injured and couldn't catch up with Shui Mengyao, so he glanced around and saw Zhu Rui lying on the ground. His eyes turned cold, and he kicked Zhu Rui's abdomen with a loud thud.

  Zhu Rui's body suddenly contracted, gritting his teeth and saying angrily: "You dare to hit me?" Having lost his true energy, he was no different from an ordinary person. Being insulted by Guo Ming was something he could accept, after all, the other party was a strong man. But Li Jia was nothing special, yet she also dared to take action against him?

  A scalding liquid splashed onto his face, Li Jia cursed and shouted: "I'm going to beat you up, come on and fight me if you dare?"

  Zhu Rui trembled with rage, wanting to get up. He had never thought that he would be spat on in the face by someone in public. With a nauseating wipe, Zhu Rui's low voice roared from his throat, "How dare you insult me like this?"

  His eyes were bloodshot, like a ferocious beast from the wilderness, pouncing on its prey. Li Jia felt a chill run down her spine, and her hair stood on end. But thinking that he was already in such a state, yet still dared to be so arrogant, she immediately overcame her psychological fear and kicked him in the head with one foot.

  Guo Ming walked directly in front of the three girls and asked expressionlessly: "Are you satisfied now?"

  There were two girls who were afraid to respond. But the prettier little girl was not afraid at all, she raised her chin and said loudly: "Satisfied? You think it's beautiful, let me tell you, if you offend us three, you'd better be prepared to leave safely, or how can we survive in the future?"

  Guo Ming adjusted his clothes and a smile appeared on his face. He said leisurely, "So what else do you want to do?"

  The little girl proudly showed off to her two companions and raised an eyebrow, but didn't notice the cold light in Guo Ming's eyes.

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