C129 Liang Ruoxuan(2)

Upon hearing this, everyone thought, "This guy really has some nerve, starting the fight himself..."

"You better think twice. If you provoke me again, today will be your last," Woo Zhengyang warned coldly, seeing the man ready to make another move.

Out of respect for Liang Ruoxuan, Woo Zhengyang held back from delivering a fatal blow. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been just the guard's body flying, but his head as well.

The guard was taken aback by Woo Zhengyang's words. He hadn't been prepared earlier, but he had experienced Woo Zhengyang's speed and strength firsthand. Hearing the warning, he hesitated and, with a dismissive snort, returned to his seat.

"This... this young man is impressive... My guy here misjudged you. How about joining my caravan? A Nine-star Martial Disciple usually earns a hundred Heavenly Essence Stones, but I'll offer you two hundred... no, three hundred!" the man named Er Mao suddenly suggested.

His offer snapped the other merchants out of their daze, and they cursed Er Mao under their breath for being so quick. They also began making offers, with one even going up to five hundred Heavenly Essence Stones, a rate comparable to that of a Martial Master.

Woo Zhengyang didn't even turn his head, instead addressing Liang Ruoxuan, "Miss Liang, my name is Woo Zhengyang. I'll be relying on you for this journey."

"No, no..." Liang Ruoxuan waved her hands quickly, glancing at her white-haired servant. Finally, she bit her lip and said, "Senior Brother Woo, we've spent most of our Heavenly Essence Stones on supplies, so we can only offer two hundred..." She felt embarrassed as she spoke, especially since the other merchants had offered so much more.

"Miss Liang, have you forgotten what I just said? I'm already incredibly grateful to join your caravan. Why would I ask for any Heavenly Essence Stones?"

"This..." Liang Ruoxuan was a bit taken aback. Such a skilled person wanted to join her caravan for free.

The beasts in the Cloud Fluttering Mountains don't discriminate between people. If danger arises, even if Woo Zhengyang only acts defensively, his impact would be significant. Moreover, given Woo Zhengyang's character, he wouldn't stand by if trouble occurred.

The other four caravans were filled with regret. It seemed this young man didn't care about the Heavenly Essence Stones. If they had recruited him from the start, perhaps just a hundred low-grade stones would have sufficed, but now no amount would do.

Once everything was settled, Woo Zhengyang and Liang Ruoxuan chatted, and he wanted to learn about the situation in the Cloud Fluttering Country.

Through their conversation, Woo Zhengyang discovered that Liang Ruoxuan's caravan was headed to the capital, Cloud Fluttering City, which saved him a lot of trouble.

Time flew by, and before they knew it, evening was upon them.

In the Cloud Fluttering Mountains, most beasts are active during the day and rest at night, so the caravan chose to travel at night. It was time to decide the order of travel.

Knowing this custom, Woo Zhengyang volunteered to step forward. He didn't mind the order, but Liang Ruoxuan, leading a caravan, faced significant danger at the front.

When Woo Zhengyang stepped forward, the leaders of the other four caravans all looked dismayed, as their guards were reluctant to face him.

"I'll give it a shot and see what this kid's got!"

From the Ermao caravan, a burly man with a thick beard, wielding a square-headed hammer, stepped up.

"So, your name's Woo Zhengyang, huh? They call me Joe Hammer because of this iron hammer I use!"

Woo Zhengyang glanced at Joe Hammer and nodded. "Let's begin!"

"What weapon are you using, kid?"

"My fists!"

As Woo Zhengyang said this, he casually waved his hand, which others perceived as a sign of disrespect toward Joe Hammer.

Joe Hammer, though rough in appearance, was sharp and furious. "You're pretty cocky, kid. Let's see if I can't turn you into a pulp!"

With that, Joe Hammer raised his square-headed hammer and swung it down at Woo Zhengyang.

"Boom..."

A loud crash echoed, leaving everyone stunned.

Woo Zhengyang had caught Joe Hammer's weapon with one hand. Then, with a swift kick, he sent Joe Hammer flying.

The crowd was silent. Though they didn't have high hopes for Joe Hammer, they hadn't expected Woo Zhengyang to defeat him so decisively.

Joe Hammer, a self-taught Nine-star Martial Disciple, was considered a formidable fighter among those who roamed the Cloudy Mountains. Even a Martial Master would struggle to handle his hammer so effortlessly.

"How is this possible... Even a typical fourth-level demonic beast wouldn't survive my hammer, yet you, kid, managed to withstand it? Are you really a Martial Master? No, even a Martial Master couldn't pull that off!" Zhou Ironhammer got back on his feet, his face full of disbelief.

The guard who had just attacked Woo Zhengyang and was then swatted away like a fly was now drenched in cold sweat. He was immensely relieved that he hadn't provoked Woo Zhengyang further.

Woo Zhengyang had caught an iron hammer swung with full force. If he had used all his strength on my head, it would have been like smashing a watermelon...