Chapter 257: Killing Mo Cheng
Chapter 257: Killing Mo Cheng
Ge Ye’s body was like a falling leaf in the autumn breeze as he quickly shot back in a haggered manner. The tables and chairs along the way were shattered by the hidden force contained in Ge Ye when they came into contact with him.
Ge Ye’s pair of legs were dragged over the ground as he was pushed back by half the distance of the hall before his body came to a slow stop. His somewhat pale white face was covered by disbelief and shock.
“You...” Wiping off the trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, Ge Ye breathed a few heavy coarse breaths. His heart was like a stormy sea. “That face... why does it appear a little familiar?”
In his mind, the tender face of the young master of the Xiao clan from three years ago, that was unyielding and stubborn, slowly surfaced from deep in his memories. When it overlapped with the face which he had just fleetingly glanced at, there was faintly quite a bit of likeness.
“Impossible!”
His heart suddenly trembled violently as Ge Ye’s chest swiftly rose and fell. He deeply inhaled a few mouthful of air and a moment later, shook his head. “I must have seen wrongly! Even if that young man had abandoned the reputation of being a cripple, it is definitely impossible for him to reach this stage only a short three years."
In three years, a person who did not have the strength of even a Dou Zhe had raised his strength to the Dou Huang class? These kinds of words were something that Ge Ye dared to pat his chest and guarantee that even in the entire Dou Qi continent, there would not be a single person who could achieve that!
As his feelings slowly became calm, Ge Ye also began to doubt the face that he had fleetingly glanced at a moment ago. After pondering a little, his heart was had come to firmly believe a fact. His vision had indeed and definitely been blurred! After believing this in his heart, the shock on Ge Ye’s face finally began to slowly recover. He held his chest and coughed a couple of times. A thread of blood once again flowed out of the corner of his mouth. The palm attack from the black robed person earlier had indeed caused him to receive quite a serious injury.
“Uncle Ge, are you alright?” From the high platform, Nalan Yanran floated down to Ge Ye’s side. Concern surfaced on her pretty face as she urgently asked.
“*Cough*, I’m fine.” Ge Ye shook his head and smiled bitterly.
Eyeing Ge Ye’s pale face, Nalan Yanran’s eyebrows were lifted vertically. This was the first time that she had witnessed someone who dared to treat members of the Misty Cloud Sect in such a manner. Immediately, her pretty face became cold as she threw her gaze toward that black robed person. She coldly said, “Sir, can your actions today be interpreted as a provocation toward the Misty Cloud Sect?”