Chapter 213 - Rules

The person who arrived was indeed Shi Zonghua.

Seeing his brother Shi Sangu in such a tragic state, icy rage almost burst forth from Shi Zonghua’s eyes.

“Who did this?”

Lei Mingshan gritted his teeth, about to rise and confess, but Zhou Yu immediately held him down.

With a cup of wine in hand, Zhou Yu calmly said:

“Me.”

Shi Sangu howled:

“Brother, it was him.

He ambushed me.”

“Brother, you must cripple him.

I want him to be cut into a thousand pieces.”

Shi Zonghua’s icy gaze instantly locked onto Zhou Yu.

“Get out here!”

“Kneel and accept your death!”

Zhou Yu casually spoke:

“I’ve heard that you are the deputy leader of the Martial Pavilion.

As far as I know, the Martial Pavilion is responsible for regulating the behavior of martial artists.

You’re trying to kill me without knowing the details, does this align with your Martial Pavilion’s rules?”

Shi Zonghua’s eyes were filled with cold malice.

“Rules?”

“Talking to me about rules?”

“Who do you think you are?”

“I’ll say it one last time.”

“Get out here, kneel and die!

I’ll make it quick for you.”

Zhou Yu drank all the wine in his glass in one gulp.

“Since you disregard the rules, then me killing you is entirely justified, isn’t it?”

“You’re seeking death!”

Shi Zonghua could no longer hold back his anger.

With a furious roar, he punched towards Zhou Yu, his fist surging with unstoppable Gang Jin.

Zhou Yu raised an eyebrow.

As expected of the deputy leader of the Martial Pavilion, he certainly had some skill.

This Shi Zonghua was only in his thirties, but he had already achieved the Innate Realm of Body Refinement.

However, this level of cultivation was insignificant in front of Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu did not even move.

Suddenly, a massively oppressive aura burst from him, overwhelming Shi Zonghua completely.

The Gang Jin carried by Shi Zonghua’s punch was instantly shattered.

Shi Zonghua’s face changed abruptly, he roared in anger, concentrating all his Gang Jin into his fist.

Bang!

A loud noise.

Shi Zonghua staggered back three steps as if struck by a heavy blow, crashing heavily against the wall to dissipate the terrifying force.

At this moment, the room fell silent.

Everyone was shocked by the scene before them.

Even Shui Tianyue was no exception.

She had long known that Zhou Yu was of the Great Innate Realm, so she was not worried about Shi Zonghua harming Zhou Yu, but she never expected that Zhou Yu would defeat Shi Zonghua without even moving.

This was simply unbelievable.

Shi Zonghua’s face was filled with shock.

“Is this…

fist intent?”

“You’ve actually grasped the fist intent?”

“Who exactly are you?”

Zhou Yu casually said, “Who I am is not necessary for you to know, but you, protecting your brother and harming my friend, owe me an explanation.”

“Otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude.”

Shi Zonghua’s expression turned extremely grim.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said bitterly:

“I am the deputy leader of the Martial Pavilion.

Just try to touch me!”

Saying this, he helped up the collapsed Shi Sangu.

“I, Shi Zonghua, will remember today’s incident.

This matter isn’t over.

Opposing our Martial Pavilion, I will make you kneel and beg for mercy.”

Leaving behind a harsh statement, Shi Zonghua prepared to leave.

Clang!

A dining knife brushed past Shi Zonghua’s nose and embedded itself in the wall beside him.

Shi Zonghua abruptly stopped, turned his head, and glared coldly at Zhou Yu.

“What are you trying to do?”

Zhou Yu coolly said, “Kneel, apologize, or you won’t be leaving this place.”

“In your dreams!” Shi Zonghua rebuked.

“Ignorant of death.”

Zhou Yu scoffed and sent out a palm strike.

The powerful True Qi instantly hit Shi Zonghua.

Pu!

Shi Zonghua violently spewed a mouthful of blood, almost embedding himself in the room’s wall as blood vessels ruptured all over his body.

He had almost turned into a blood man.

Shi Zonghua’s face twisted in pain as he snarled:

“Kid, act arrogant all you want, you won’t live long!

The Martial Pavilion will never let you go.”

Shi Zonghua was convinced that Zhou Yu wouldn’t dare to do anything to him.

Because every martial artist who went against the Martial Pavilion met a very grim end.

Just then.

A voice came from outside the door.

“Who is speaking so boldly on behalf of my Martial Pavilion?”

Along with this voice, two figures strode in.

“Group Leader Wu!”

“Group Leader Jia!”

Shi Zonghua’s expression briefly froze, then he loudly called out:

“Group leaders, save me quick!

There’s a reckless kid here provoking our Martial Pavilion.

Capture him quickly.”

The newcomers were Wu Yue and Jia Ping.

They had just arrived at the hotel when they heard from the hotel manager that there was a conflict involving Martial Pavilion personnel and Zhou Yu in the room.

Hearing this, they hurried over.

At this moment, Wu Yue and Jia Ping quickly assessed Shi Zonghua and Shi Sangu, then turned their attention to Zhou Yu.

Seeing that Zhou Yu and his companions were unharmed, they breathed a sigh of relief.

“Zhou Yu, what’s going on here?” Wu Yue asked.

Zhou Yu coolly responded:

“You should ask this deputy leader of your Martial Pavilion.”