Watching Li Yuntian and the others collapse to their knees, the smug look on Wei Zhuang's face intensified. He laughed heartily. "Just kneeling isn't enough to show sincerity!"
Li Yuntian and the others' faces turned ashen. Gritting their teeth, they prostrated themselves fully, kowtowing until their heads struck the ground. Their voices were filled with immense sorrow and solemnity. "Senior Brother Wei, we beg you to show mercy!"
Wei Zhuang narrowed his eyes, his smile gradually fading. The righteous loyalty displayed by Li Yuntian and the others moved even him.
"Wei Zhuang!" Su Mu forced the mouthful of bloody water back down his throat. "I swear, you and I will be irreconcilable!"
"Exactly what I was thinking!" Wei Zhuang clasped his hands together and hammered them down hard into Su Mu's chest.
With a *boom*, Su Mu spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and immediately passed out from the pain.
"Young Master Su!" Li Yuntian and the others roared in fury. They never imagined Wei Zhuang would dare go back on his word in front of so many people.
"Leave no one standing!" Wei Zhuang gave the vicious order, then kicked Su Mu's unconscious body like a dead dog before stepping away.
The Lingxiao Pavilion disciples who had been facing off against Li Yuntian's group moments before all smirked and surged forward, blocking Li Yuntian and the others and issuing their challenges!
Li Yuntian and the others were seething with anger, looking for a way to vent. Since the other side had delivered themselves right to their doorstep, why would they refuse?
This was an open, brazen brawl, though each person had a fixed opponent.
Wei Zhuang sneered as he looked at Li Yuntian's group and mocked them, "Whoever dares to defy this, beat them until they're dead! If they die, the blame is on me!"
He was clearly intent on teaching this group of Su Mu's followers a lesson, letting them know the consequences of backing the wrong person.
Yang Kai, because he was positioned close to Li Yuntian and the others, had now been spotted by one of Wei Zhuang's subordinates. The man darted up to him, shouted his own name, and without waiting for Yang Kai to react, attacked directly.
Yang Kai lashed out with a kick that carried the force of thunder, striking the man squarely in the stomach. The man immediately doubled over.
He was just unlucky. His strength was probably only at the eighth or ninth layer of the Body Tempering Realm. According to the rules, he wasn't qualified to challenge Yang Kai at all. But since he had sought out the beating, he couldn't blame anyone else.
Dodging the chaotic battlefield, Yang Kai walked step by step towards Su Mu's unconscious form.
"Hmm?" Wei Zhuang narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing Yang Kai, a flicker of doubt in his gaze.
Wei Zhuang knew exactly how many people Su Mu had and who they all were. But he had never seen Yang Kai before. For a moment, he couldn't quite place Yang Kai's identity.
Yang Kai remained silent, his expression cold as he walked up to Su Mu. He reached out to check his breathing and found that Su Mu was merely unconscious. He felt somewhat relieved.
"Who are you?" Wei Zhuang was instantly displeased. He had a grudge against Su Mu, yet this person dared to check on Su Mu's condition right in front of him. It was a clear display of contempt.
Yang Kai stood up and looked calmly at Wei Zhuang.
"I asked who you are!" Wei Zhuang lifted his chin, his voice sharp and menacing.
"Trial Disciple Yang Kai. Please bestow your guidance!" Yang Kai clasped his fists towards Wei Zhuang. This was the formal courtesy for challenging fellow Lingxiao Pavilion disciples.
"Yang Kai?" Wei Zhuang's expression froze for a second, then he understood. "You're *that* Yang Kai who's been making waves lately?"
"I wouldn't dare claim such fame. But if there's no one else in the sect named Yang Kai, then I suppose I am he."