"How dare you, Tang Yong! This isn't a place for you to behave atrociously!"
A tall, slender woman with delicate features and a sharp expression suddenly stood up beside the First Madam. She pointed at Tang Yong's nose and scolded him.
She was the Second Madam of the Shenwu Hou Mansion, Madam Zhou. Her in-laws were from a family of officials. Ever since she married into the Hou Mansion, Tang Yong's father was like a fish in water in the bureaucracy. In recent years, he had been promoted again and again.
Therefore, the Second Madam's position in the Hou Mansion was second only to the First Madam.
Tang Yong looked up. The Second Madam's experience points were only at the ninth stage of the Martial Warrior realm. There was nothing to worry about!
However, there were a few experts among her servants. If they were killed, the experience points would be a lot.
After this thought flashed through Tang Yong's mind, Tang Yong was eager to give it a try. If there weren't so many people around, he would have killed the Head Housekeeper. A Martial Master!
That was equivalent to a perfect third stage demon beast!
Who knew, he might even get a prize package!
When the First Madam saw the flash of golden Battle Qi, her eyes darkened. She suddenly stood up and stared at Tang Yong. "How did you cultivate this Battle Qi?
The Tang family's disciples are all given Foundation Establishment cultivation methods. You were only given Body Tempering cultivation methods. "
Tang Yong replied, "I picked up this cultivation method in the Dense Fog Demon Forest and casually practiced it. I didn't expect that I would be able to cultivate Battle Qi."
The First Madam shouted coldly, "Nonsense! Even if you picked up this cultivation method, how could you cultivate from the first stage of the Body Tempering realm to the Martial Warrior realm in three months?
I think you're obviously hiding your strength and harboring evil intentions. After you left three months ago, Tang Zhong also disappeared. After that, his bones were found in your courtyard. If you didn't kill him, who else could it be?
Also, you killed someone outside the Hou Mansion's gate. Although there was a reason for it, it didn't conform to the Hou Mansion's rules. Today, I will punish you with a hundred strokes!
Come, Head Housekeeper, do it yourself! "
After First Madam finished speaking, she calmly returned to her seat. Second Madam, who was next to her, nodded with a smile, obviously agreeing with this punishment.
Tang Yong sneered at the two of them and said, "Is this the family law of the Tang family?
You want to punish me without asking for the reason?
First Madam, do you have any evidence that I killed Tang Zhong?
Who saw it?
Where is Tang Zhong's body? "
The Head Butler gritted his teeth and said, "You've turned him into minced meat!"
Tang Yong sneered, looked at First Madam, and asked, "Since there is no evidence, it is slander. Besides, in the case of Zhou Rui, this wicked servant insulted the Marquis in public. What's wrong with killing such an evil servant?
You're the mistress of the household who can't tell right from wrong, and you still have the face to punish me? "
"You, you evil creature!!
Men, hold him down and beat him to death! "
First Madam Zhao was furious. With a wave of her hand, she smashed the copper-headed chair under her into pieces.
Hearing this, the Head Butler moved. With a wave of his hand, he snatched the cudgel from the guard's hand and infused the cudgel with a faint purple Battle Aura. The two cudgel, which were originally made of ordinary material, immediately emitted a metallic hum.
"Zheng!"
The Head Butler smiled maliciously and swung the cudgel at Tang Yong's head.
The Head Butler was a Martial Master, which was a full realm higher than Tang Yong. Moreover, it was a sudden attack. Tang Yong was caught off guard and was hit squarely.
The cudgel, which was covered in purple flames, slammed into Tang Yong's head with a bang. His head hurt, and a metallic taste rose from his throat. At the same time, blood seeped out of his nose, the corners of his eyes, and his ears. Tang Yong shook his dizzy head and clenched his teeth. It took him a while to regain his senses.
The Head Butler's cudgel had taken away 300 points of his life, and his health bar had been reduced by half.
If he hadn't been promoted to a Martial Warrior, he would have been killed by this blow!
Tang Yong suddenly raised his head and glared at the Head Butler. He gritted his teeth and said, "Old fart, you're trying to silence me!!"
The Head Butler glanced at Tang Yong contemptuously and said righteously, "Hmph, I'm following orders to carry out the family law. If you can't take it and die, it has nothing to do with me!"
The Head Butler's eyes shone with a cold light. It was obvious that he wanted to kill Tang Yong.
Sensing the subtle change in the Head Butler's gaze, Tang Yong knew that things weren't going well. However, he wasn't afraid. Although the Head Butler's cultivation was a realm higher than his, it wouldn't be that easy for him to kill him.
Tang Yong looked at his health bar. In just a short while, the Nine Yang Divine Art had already helped him recover 20 to 30 points of his life. However, this wasn't enough!
At this critical moment of life and death, Tang Yong didn't hesitate. He immediately opened the System and exchanged for a Spirit Fruit of Body Tempering. The sweet and refreshing taste flowed into his esophagus through his mouth. Immediately after, a surge of spiritual energy instantly spread throughout his body.
Tang Yong secretly circulated the Nine Yang Divine Art to absorb the spiritual energy as he watched his health bar recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.
At the same time, he also felt that his body was filled with boundless power.
Tang Yong's spirit was shaken. He angrily rebuked, "Head Butler, you want to kill me without any reason!
Today, I'll let you remember that I, Tang Yong, am not someone to be trifled with! "
The fear and anger of almost being beaten to death instantly stimulated the violent Battle Aura in Tang Yong's body. His eyes were crimson red. He raised his long arms from the bottom to the top, and two small golden dragons shot out from between his palms.
The small golden dragons seemed to have souls. They kept jumping up and down in the air and quickly pounced on the Head Butler.
"Hmph, you dare to show off such a superficial skill!"
The Head Butler looked at the two small dragons that were as thick as a thumb in front of him with a disdainful expression. He waved his sleeve and swept it at the small dragons.
Boom!
Boom!
The moment his sleeve came into contact with the small dragons, their bodies suddenly exploded. Golden waves of air rolled over and a cloud of black smoke filled the air. The Head Butler, who was standing in the center, was sent flying backward and smashed into the wall.
"Little b * stard, you plotted against me!" The Head Butler snorted and cursed in anger.
Tang Yong raised his head in shock. He was shocked to find that the health bar above the Head Butler's head had been reduced by more than half. The original 2000 health bar was only left with 800 health points!
A one-hit kill?
Tang Yong had used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms more than a hundred times, but he had never encountered a one-hit kill so quickly. Occasionally, he would encounter the Head Butler!
He was really unlucky!
However, he was naturally happy that the Head Butler was unlucky!
In order to avoid being implicated, Tang Yong quickly retreated. He looked at the Head Butler, who was covered in black from the explosion, and smiled. He took pleasure in the Head Butler's misfortune and said, "The Head Butler is paying you back. We are the same!"
After being tricked by Tang Yong, the Head Butler was furious. "Little b * stard, you are courting death!"
"Ding! From the Head Butler's distress, + 299 …"
In his fury, the Head Butler actually stimulated the Battle Soul in his body. Similar to the Black Tiger Palm that he had cultivated, the Battle Soul that the Head Butler had condensed was also a ferocious tiger.
The ferocious tiger appeared behind the Head Butler. Suddenly, the Head Butler's aura changed. His hands turned into claws and he opened his mouth. His entire person was like a ferocious tiger that was crawling on the ground. It was terrifying!
The Battle Soul was a talent that could only be activated when a Martial Master was at Level Nine and above. A martial artist with a Battle Soul was like a person with a soul. Their combat power would immediately increase by several times!
They would become a true expert!
A martial artist without a Battle Soul could only rely on Battle Qi and skills to contend against a martial artist. It was simply incomparable.
The reason why the Head Butler became the Marquis's Mansion's housekeeper was because he had activated the Battle Soul talent in his early years. He had protected Marquis Shenwu many times on the battlefield and had made outstanding contributions.
In the main hall, a gust of black wind rolled up from the Ferocious Tiger Portrait. A gust of murderous and sinister aura instantly locked onto Tang Yong.
"Little b * stard, die!"
"Black Tiger Palm!
Ferocious Tiger Descends the Mountain! "
"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"
Tang Yong's eyes widened in anger. The Berserk Battle Qi in his body boiled. He fiercely struck out with his palm. Two lifelike little golden dragons let out a deafening dragon roar and rushed towards the Head Butler.
"Is this a mutated Battle Qi?"
"Not good. What kind of strange skill is this?
It's actually so strong? "
The moment he saw the little golden dragons, the Head Butler's expression changed. The explosion just now was still vivid in his mind. He did not dare to take this palm head-on. He turned around and was about to dodge, but the two little Golden Dragon had already closed in on him.
Boom!
A huge force hit him. The Head Butler only felt his throat itch. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The Berserk Battle Qi doubled his attack power. In an instant, it directly reduced his remaining HP.
At this moment, the HP above his head was only left with a pitiful 32 points.
Tang Yong walked in front of the Head Butler. He raised his hand and slapped him, reducing his HP by 32 points.
Dark red blood spurted out from the Head Butler's mouth. The Head Butler painfully covered his wound and lay on the cold ground. His face was filled with disbelief.
"Impossible, this is impossible!
How could a b * stard like you become so powerful! "
He was very sure that this vile spawn was at most a rank one Martial Warrior. This realm was far inferior to his. He was a Martial Master with an Earth Level Cultivation Technique. Not to mention a mere Martial Warrior, even if it was a Martial Master of the same level, he would not hesitate to beat him up.
But this Tang Yong just casually hit him with two palms, and he was directly beaten to death!
Moreover, the worst thing was that he felt that Tang Yong did not use his full strength when he attacked!