Martial Arts System

Chapter 380 - Royal Style.

''Hmm…'' Ichiro peeked through the curtains and saw disciples running in the streets anxiously.

Behind him, Azura was sitting on a sofa with the phone in her hand. She was texting with Zoe and the rest, who were surprisingly her friends now.

Ichiro closed the curtains and sat next to Azura, who instantly lied down and put her head on his lap.

She still had no idea what was happening outside, but Ichiro knew, and he had absolutely no intention of leaving the house.

…

*BANG!*

''Eh, the fuck?'' Lord suddenly sat up after a sudden banging sound appeared. He was sleeping only a second ago in his not-so-comfy bed.

''Ah, my head…'' He rubbed his forehead while his head was being attacked by a headache.

*BANG!*

''What the fuck is that sound!'' He stormed out of his room, and in the living room, he saw three green-robed disciples destroying the items, trying to find the silver ring.

But then, they noticed Lord and the silver ring on his finger!

Their eyes became greedy, and they didn't wait any longer as they attacked!

''Hmm?'' Lord raised an eyebrow and swiped with his hand, but that simple motion knocked the three disciples out.

*Thud*

Three bodies fell down to the floor with white pupils.

''What the heck…'' He scratched the back of his head and wondered what was the meaning of this, but soon, he heard a crack coming above him.

*Crack…*

Lord raised his head and saw dust particles falling down from the ceiling while the wooden part of the ceiling started cracking.

*CRACK!*

Soon, the ceiling crumbled apart, and a figure with blue robes appeared.

He landed swiftly on the floor and turned his head to look straight at Lord.

''You destroyed my temporary residence.'' Lord looked at the hole in the ceiling.

''Give me that ring.'' The blue-robed disciple said while a very thin object appeared in his hand.

''This ring?'' Lord showed the silver ring, and the disciple nodded.

''No can do.'' He said, and when he was about to open his mouth again, the disciple's hand moved, and the thin object that was almost invisible flew straight towards Lord.

''That was not nice.'' Lord caught it between his middle and index finger.

The blue-robed disciple didn't look amazed and quickly threw another thin object.

Lord stepped to the side and watched as the thin nail brushed past his cheek.

''Ora!'' The blue-robed figure suddenly had twenty similar-looking items in his hands, ''Give up, and you will be unharmed.''

''Bring it on!'' Lord's leg muscles twitched as he rushed forwards while destroying the wooden floor beneath him.

''Fine then!'' The blue-robed disciples weren't merciful anymore and started throwing the almost invisible items toward Lord.

''Heh.'' Lord's body became illusionary as he suddenly disappeared!

The disciple looked shocked as he scanned the building but didn't see him anymore.

The thin nails struck the wooden floor on the other side but didn't hit the target.

''Above you~'' He raised his head in shock and came face-to-face with Lord's knee!

*SMACK!*

The knee crushed the disciple's face, breaking his nose and half of the teeth.

''Ptui!'' A fountain of blood gushed out of the disciple's nose as he staggered backwards and crashed on the wooden wall.

''Hehe.'' Lord chuckled and rushed forwards; he raised his right leg and did an insanely quick front kick.

The front kick struck the disciple in the shoulder, which earned another scream from the disciple.

''Are you planning to tell me why you tried to steal my ring?'' Lord stopped attacking and asked the question that he had been wondering about.

The disciple fell down on his knees while holding his broken shoulder.

''I-I…'' The disciple gulped, ''I-It's third test… To steal the silver rings…''

''Oh.'' Lord looked surprised, but then his eyes became serious as he looked outside the building, where dozens of disciples were gathered!

The disciples entered the building and surrounded Lord with greedy looks.

''Mine!'' One of the disciples was impatient and instantly rushed towards Lord.

That was a signal, and everyone attacked at the same time.

The sight of over a dozen disciples attacking a single individual would be terrifying to many.

But, Lord simply went into his fighting stance and shouted, ''Royal Style, Majestic Ruler!''

*BANG!*

*BAM!*

*CRASH!*

Disciples kept crashing through the windows and the wooden walls. Most of them having fist-sized bruises on their faces or on torsos.

The remaining disciples in the building were suffering under Lord's terrifying techniques.

''Royal Style, Majestic Lion!''

*BANG!*

*BAM!*

*CRASH!*

Ten minutes later.

''Whew…'' Lord stepped out of the building with bloodied knuckles, while inside his temporary residence, bodies of disciples were littering the ground with walls stained in blood.

''This will be troublesome…'' He muttered, and everywhere he looked, there were battles going.

The disciples were losing, but few Chosen Ones were riddled with wounds.

''Lord!'' Suddenly, he heard familiar voices.

Lord saw Lone and Ares running towards him, with both of them having signs of battling only recently.

''Wow…'' Lone looked at the destroyed building, ''You were having fun without us?''

''Meh.'' Lord waved his hand, ''It wasn't that fun, quite boring actually.''

Lone and Ares chuckled.

''Arghhh!'' On top of Lord's building, a pink-robed disciple jumped off and attacked Lord!

Lord didn't even have time to turn his head, but he didn't need to.

''Moon Style, Spinning Lotus!'' Ares' spinning roundhouse kick landed on the disciple's neck.

''Ugh!'' The disciple spat out a mouthful of saliva, but soon his lively eyes turned white.

''Heh, thanks.'' Lord grinned and asked, ''Have any of you seen Ichiro?''

''Nope.'' Lone and Ares said.

''Well… He must be fine.'' Lord said nonchalantly. He doesn't know Ichiro's true strength, but it shouldn't be any less than theirs.

In the distance, more and more disciples were appearing, and seeing three young men with silver rings standing without any care in the world made them greedy.

Over twenty disciples rushed straight towards them.

''Should I get rid of them?'' Ares cracked his knuckles, and a giant grin appeared on his face.

''No, you will definitely kill them,'' Lord said and looked towards the other way.

''Then, what should we do?'' Lone asked.

''Hmm…'' Lord tapped his chin, and soon a grin appeared on his handsome face, ''Run?''

Lone and Ares looked at each other with surprise.

''Sure.'' They replied and started running away.