Chapter 552: Hit Me

Chapter 552: Chapter 552: Hit Me

"Whose dog is this?"

Although Long Heng had only been with Long Ao for less than a day, his personality had clearly changed. He was no longer the insecure young man he once was.

"Master, you may not know this, but this dog’s name is Wang Yifei. He’s a profligate scion of the Wang Family who has never done a single good deed in his life, only caused trouble."

Hearing the two of them shamelessly insulting him, Wang Yifei was completely stunned.

As a direct descendant of the Wang Family, when had he ever been insulted like this?

This was simply unbearable. He’d never been so humiliated in his life.

"Long Heng, have you fucking lost your mind today?"

"Garbage."

"Brat, who are you calling garbage?"

Long Ao smiled contemptuously and replied, "Whoever’s answering the question."

Long Ao and Long Heng’s taunts immediately drew waves of laughter from the surrounding crowd, causing Wang Yifei to lose a great deal of face.

"Hmph. Long Heng, it seems you’ve grown a spine today. But no matter. It’s the same deal as always: if you dare to throw a single punch, I’ll acknowledge you’ve got guts. Come on, hit me."

Wang Yifei and Long Heng were practically archrivals. But on Cloud Island, it seemed like everyone looked down on Long Heng. After all, three years ago, Long Heng had been the number one genius of Cloud Valley, outshining all his peers.

Ever since Long Heng fell from his status as a genius to become a piece of trash, Wang Yifei had constantly sought him out to cause trouble. His favorite taunt was always, "Go on, hit me."

Wang Yifei was certain that Long Heng wouldn’t dare hit him; otherwise, Wang Yifei would have to be the one who had truly lost his mind.

Grabbing Long Heng’s fist, Wang Yifei made a show of smashing it into his own face, but in reality, he used no force at all.

Ultimately, Wang Yifei was just putting on an act, certain that Long Heng wouldn’t dare to lay a hand on him.

Looking at this disciple of his, Long Ao felt a bit frustrated. However, he wasn’t overly concerned, as he knew a person’s character couldn’t be changed overnight.

"How boring. I thought the trash had finally changed his ways, but it turns out he’s still the same fucking piece of trash."

The henchmen Wang Yifei had brought with him laughed wildly, while the onlookers in the crowd simply shook their heads in resignation.

"Trash will always be trash. Long Heng, let me tell you clearly, in my eyes, you’re lower than garbage. Oh, but I almost forgot. You brought a master with you this time. Let’s see what kind of master he is."

Letting go of Long Heng’s hand, Wang Yifei grabbed Long Ao’s right hand and started pulling it toward his left cheek, taunting, "Hit me! Fuck! The disciple’s trash, and his fucking master is trash too."

"Come on, hit me! Hit me!"

At this moment, Wang Yifei was as arrogant as could be, drawing scoffs of contempt from the crowd.

But Wang Yifei paid them no mind, still gripping Long Ao’s right fist and making a show of slamming it hard into his own face.

"You really want me to hit you?"

"That’s right, hit me! Come on, you hit me!"

Looking at his master, Long Heng seemed to guess what was about to happen. He was stunned, but before he could stop him, Long Ao’s right fist had already shot out viciously.

As a scream echoed, Long Ao threw caution to the wind.

He unleashed a flurry of blows, beating Wang Yifei senseless with one punch after another, left and right, without a moment’s pause. In just a few minutes, Wang Yifei was beaten to such a pulp that even his own mother wouldn’t recognize him.

Watching Long Ao brutally beat Wang Yifei, everyone, including Long Heng, was dumbfounded. No one could have imagined that the young man would actually dare to make a move. This was fucking suicidal.

Wang Yifei was a direct descendant of the Wang Family. In Yun City, forget ordinary people; even disciples from the other two great families wouldn’t dare to lightly provoke the Wang Family. This was because the Wang Family had an ace up their sleeve, something that made both the Ye Family and the Long Family extremely wary.

"AAAHH!"

The screams continued, stunning everyone into silence. Long Heng swallowed hard and said helplessly, "Master, you’ve beaten up Wang Yifei. The Wang Family will definitely not let this go. We’re going to be in a lot of trouble."

"We’ll deal with them when they come."

Long Ao didn’t even consider the Wang Family a threat. According to Long Heng, the strongest expert among the three great families of Cloud Island was merely a World Emperor Martial Artist. In Long Ao’s eyes, a Realm Emperor was nothing.

Forget a World Emperor Martial Artist; even a Semi-Saint Martial Artist wouldn’t be worth Long Ao’s notice. The only exception would be if a Saint were to appear.

’But tell me, are there any Saints on Cloud Island?’

"Long Heng, you bastard! How dare you provoke someone to beat this Young Master! I’ll never let you get away with this, you bastard!"

It was unclear whether he fainted from his severe injuries or from sheer rage, but Wang Yifei passed out cold. Seeing this, his four henchmen immediately carried him away.

"Master, we should get out of here."

Of course, Long Ao knew what Long Heng was thinking. But things had already reached this point; even if they tried to run, it was likely unavoidable.

"I have something I need to do. Come with me."

Sighing deeply, Long Heng felt utterly helpless. No matter how you looked at it, Wang Yifei was a direct descendant of the Wang Family. Now that his master had beaten him up, the Wang Family was sure to come looking for trouble.

Three years ago, even provoking the Wang Family would have been manageable. But things were completely different now. Having fallen from a genius to a piece of trash, his status in the Long Family had plummeted. If the Wang Family came looking for trouble now, Long Heng was certain his own family wouldn’t lift a finger to protect him.

When it came to his family, Long Heng was filled with nothing but sorrow.

Long Ao gathered some medicinal herbs, then headed to a restaurant and ordered a table full of food and wine, where he began to eat and drink with Long Heng.

Long Ao’s intention was simple: to wait for the Wang Family right here. He didn’t want to bring trouble to his disciple’s doorstep.

The Wang Family and the Third Level Long Family were two of the three great families of Yun City. Long Ao could easily imagine that if the Wang Family came looking for trouble, the Long Family would, without a doubt, refuse to get involved.

Given the circumstances, it was better to just wait for the Wang Family here.

Long Ao didn’t look for trouble, but he wasn’t afraid of it. He had always lived by a simple principle: he wouldn’t bother those who didn’t bother him, but if someone came looking for a fight, he would pay them back double.

"Long Heng, since you have become my disciple, I will now formally impart to you a Cultivation Technique and a Martial Arts technique. Remember, you must not teach these to anyone else, no matter who they are. Do you understand?"

His heart leaped with joy. Without a second thought, Long Heng immediately replied, "Rest assured, Master. I’ll remember."

Long Ao requested a relatively powerful Cultivation Technique from Long Fu and also decided to pass the Destruction Seal Technique on to Long Heng.

According to Long Fu, Long Heng possessed a natural Thunder Constitution. If he were to practice the Destruction Seal Technique, his progress would be twice as fast with half the effort. It was for this very reason that, after some consideration, Long Ao ultimately decided to teach it to him.

Next, Long Ao prepared to refine a specific type of Elixir for Long Heng. If successful, it would resolve the issue of his stalled Cultivation.