C209 Tears of Grief

If it was before, not to mention being humiliated like this, being ganged up on like this. Given Duanmu Kuang's character, he would have launched his most ruthless counterattack the moment he was surrounded by the disciples of the Blaze Sect.

However, at this moment, Duanmu Kuang was disheartened. He had lost all hope and was no longer as brave as before. Both of his eyes were empty and lifeless. He lay motionless on the ground. He allowed these people's punches and kicks to land on his body without making any resistance.

Plop! Plop! Plop!

In an instant, there was a thunderous sound, and the sound of punches and kicks rang out. The disciples of the Blaze Sect were having a great time, and they were throwing up a cloud of dust, startling the onlookers.

Very quickly, Duanmu Kuang was beaten until many parts of his body were bleeding. Blood was flowing out from his mouth and nose. These disciples of the Blaze Sect were extremely aggressive, and they even circulated their Yuan energy in the middle. They attacked him, causing his entire body to be covered in blood. He couldn't even open his eyes.

He curled up on the ground and curled into a ball. That originally handsome and tough face was completely covered in blood and dirt. It was sticky as it was stuck there. It was a shocking sight.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

There were originally many passers-by watching this scene, and they were all shocked by this savage scene. With a swoosh, all of them ran far away, as they were deeply afraid of offending this unexpected calamity.

However, even though these people had fled, they didn't leave, and they still stood in the distance and looked over here.

"This is too cruel. Just what kind of sin did that Five Mountain Sect disciple commit? Why is he being beaten up every day?" During this period of time, Duanmu Kuang had been beaten up almost every day on the street. Naturally, there were many people in the crowd who recognized him. One of them muttered to himself in confusion.

"Who knows? Wasn't it rumored that this fellow who was beaten up was a genius in the past? Perhaps it was because he was arrogant in the past and offended too many people. That's why he gets beaten up every day. " Among the crowd, a man shook his head and said, "However, these disciples of the Blaze Sect are really ruthless. Why aren't they stopping when they've already beaten them up?"

"That's not the case. Every time a disciple of the Five Mountain Sect is beaten up, the disciples of the Blaze Sect are the ones who hit him the most." Another man continued and said.

In the human settlement, many disciples of large sects could be seen fighting amongst themselves, but they had never seen such a brutal fight before.

Those disciples of the Blaze Sect were like tigers and tigers, their attacks were vicious, and Duanmu Kuang was almost on the verge of dying. They continued to kick fiercely with their hammers, and their fists and feet rained down on Duanmu Kuang's body like raindrops. It was as if they were going to beat ___ to death.

Many people could not bear to see this happen, so they immediately started discussing.

"Sigh, the genius of the past has now become a cripple, humiliated and beaten every day. It really is too miserable."

"These people from the Blaze Sect are going too far. They are bullying an alcoholic like this."

"Shh, lower your voice. Don't you want your life anymore? We can't afford to offend these people from big sects."

People discussed animatedly and sighed endlessly. However, no one dared to stand out and stop all of this.

This world was real, and martial arts was the most important thing in the world. The people who were watching the show were naturally not ordinary people, and many of them were disciples of different sects.

However, compared to a giant like the Blaze Sect, their sects could only be considered passers-by. Naturally, no one would dare to stand out and cause trouble that they couldn't afford to offend.

The scene seemed to have been frozen. People stood in the distance and looked at the scene from afar. They watched the disciples of the Blaze Sect punch and kick, and saw the tragedy that was happening.

"Silly kid..."

No one noticed that in a corner not far from them, there was a graceful figure standing there. She was also staring at them.

Zhong Lingyan was still as beautiful as before. Her oval face was as white as jade and her eyebrows were curved. She was like a fairy from the nine heavens that descended to the mortal world.

She just stood there like that and the entire world would lose its color. Her nose was straight and her eyes were like gems. She was truly too beautiful.

However, there was an unerasable sadness on her face that seemed to be carved and carefully. It destroyed this otherworldly beauty.

A month ago, the news that Duanmu Kuang had willingly fallen and become a cripple was transmitted back to the sect. The entire sect was shocked. Many elders pounded their chests and stomped their feet. It was difficult for them to accept this news. Zhong Lingyan naturally received this news at the first possible moment.

In the beginning, she didn't care, because after such a long period of contact, she knew better than anyone what kind of person Duanmu Kuang was.

He was an optimistic person, full of yearning for martial arts, and had an incomparably firm belief. Furthermore, he was a lawless person. How could he possibly allow himself to degenerate?

As for saying that Duanmu Kuang had become a drunkard who lived and slept all day long, Zhong Lingyan scoffed at him because a silly kid was not good at drinking and did not like drinking. She knew this.

Duanmu Kuang often told her that wine was poisonous through the intestines. Those who practiced martial arts could not be addicted to drinking. Usually, he would not touch wine on special occasions. Moreover, even if he had to drink it, he would not drink more than a bowl.

He still remembered one time when Duanmu Kuang was forced to drink by his senior brothers. He even flipped the table. Many people were unhappy about it. She was also there at that time.

Therefore, when the people of Five Mountain Sect were discussing about this matter, Zhong Lingyan was still calm and composed. She did not believe that the silly kid in her heart would become like what people said, an alcoholic, and become trash.

Later on, when Zhong Zhenyue personally passed the news to her through the acoustic jade, Zhong Lingyan couldn't remain calm anymore. This matter was what her father said, so it definitely wouldn't be fake.

She ignored Zhong Zhenyue's dissuasion and ignored the fact that she was on the verge of breaking through to the next realm. She left the Five Mountain Sect as soon as possible and rushed to Southern Ferocious Land.

At this point, Zhong Lingyan's heart was about to break. She could not believe that the little enemy that she had been longing for day and night would actually become like this.

It had only been a few months since they last saw each other, but Duanmu Kuang seemed to have changed into a different person. He had lost a lot of weight, and his body had dried up. His hair and face were unkempt, and he was drunk every day. He didn't even care about her arrival. It was as if he didn't notice her existence.

He isolated himself from this world, living like a walking corpse every day. On his originally somewhat tender face, there was an additional vicissitude, exhaustion, and only a smile that was missing.

A fifteen year old youth, like this, looked like an old man at the end of his life, full of dead ashes, without a trace of life.

Zhong Lingyan felt that her heart was in great pain. When the punches and kicks of these Blaze Sect disciples landed on Duanmu Kuang's body, it was like a sharp blade cutting into her heart.

Tears fell silently onto the ground like blooming plum blossoms. It was so beautiful. Tears of sadness flowed down her face. Then, she cut her red lips. They were crystal clear and bright, with specks of light. Moreover, they were filled with bitterness.