Chapter 61 – Sharp Tongues Spare No One

“Bullshit! What the hell are you? Just some country bumpkin who crawled out of nowhere. What right do you have to criticize us?” Xiao Jiang roared with a bluster that betrayed his cowardice, his entire being consumed by humiliated rage until even his tone turned hysterical.

His furious shouts only drew puzzled glances from those around.

People pointed and whispered, each wearing expressions of disdain.

While modern society couldn’t yet claim universal virtue, it was undeniable that as society progressed, personal cultivation had gradually become a priority.

Witnessing someone carrying on like a shrew in public with zero decorum, one could easily imagine their contemptuous reactions.

Yet Xiao Jiang felt no shame, raising his voice in a torrent of abuse, each curse fouler than the last.

Seeing this, even Lei Long and Xiao Chou couldn’t help but feel the pressure mounting, their faces growing increasingly grim.

“Heh…” Ye Kuang, observing the scene, instead revealed a mocking smile. “They say overall refinement has improved these days, but for you, honestly, there’s still room for growth. Haven’t you seen the world moving toward harmony? Not your fault, but when it comes to the ‘Mouth’ King, only you could be called the ceiling.”

His words fell, plunging the entire hall into dead silence.

It could be said that Ye Kuang’s skill in verbal sparring was on a completely different level compared to Xiao Jiang’s.

He clearly insulted without using a single profanity, leaving others speechless.

Soon, it became apparent that Xiao Jiang was trembling with rage, his finger shaking as he pointed at Ye Kuang, momentarily unable to utter any retort.

Seeing this, Lei Long finally deeply understood how difficult Ye Kuang was to deal with.

On the other hand, if they allowed Xiao Jiang to continue causing trouble, the consequences would be undesirable. He had no choice but to repeatedly shoot meaningful glances at Xiao Chou.

Understanding the hint, Xiao Chou promptly countered, “Everyone says Dark Horse Ye Kuang is highly capable, but who knew his sharp tongue would be even more unforgiving.”

His words carried an unmistakable derogatory implication.

He suggested Ye Kuang had some skills but subtly mocked that his verbal prowess surpassed his actual abilities.

In plain terms, he was implying Ye Kuang had little real capability and only excelled at empty talk!

Hearing this, Ye Kuang turned his head and let out a cold laugh. “Indeed, I have no real skills. But when a defeated opponent repeatedly insults me and picks fights first, should I just swallow my pride? Or are you saying you’re allowed to set fires while others can’t even light a lamp?”

“Heh…” Lei Long couldn’t help but sneer repeatedly at this. “If that’s all you’re capable of, let me be frank: whoever dares to lay a hand on our people will pay the price.”

Ye Kuang: “Hahaha… Is that so?”

Xiao Chou: “Exactly.”

“Truly domineering behavior…” Ye Kuang fell silent for a moment upon hearing this, but in a flash, he seemed to grasp their identity and intentions.

They were undoubtedly thugs sent by the Di Sha Martial Arts School to settle scores.

In Ye Kuang’s mind, since both sides were already enemies, backing down now might not lead to reconciliation…

Because sometimes, once people gain the upper hand, they show no mercy.Believing themselves to hold an absolute advantage, they saw no value in listening to the opinions of a mere student like him. Instead, they would only intensify their efforts to trample the weak underfoot, using it as proof that they were in the right.

Little did they know that such a self-deceiving approach to handling matters had already veered into the pathological.

At this thought, Ye Kuang stopped wasting words and suddenly burst into uproarious laughter.

Yet, the more cheerful his expression appeared, the angrier he truly felt inside.

“Hahaha… Honestly, the sheer shamelessness of you people has truly expanded my understanding. Ridiculous… utterly ridiculous,” Ye Kuang said.

Xiao Jiang, hearing this, grew even more furious. “What are you laughing at?”

Ye Kuang snorted. “I’m laughing at your utter lack of shame, at your bullying of the weak, at your sheer absurdity…”

Before he could finish, he took a deep breath and continued, “Fortunately, this young master has some skills. Otherwise, I might not even know how I’d die in the future.”

But then, Ye Kuang’s tone shifted abruptly, becoming overwhelmingly arrogant. “Since we can’t see eye to eye, there’s no point in talking further. If you want to come at me, then come. I’ll take you all on. If I so much as flinch, I’m not a real man!”

Lei Long sneered, “Hah, you’re still wet behind the ears and have no idea how vast the world is. The martial world runs deep—one must learn to stay humble!”

Upon hearing this, Ye Kuang nearly laughed out loud three times and couldn’t resist taunting, “Then why don’t you whip it out and let’s compare?”

What?

Lei Long was left speechless for a long moment. He had seen shameless people before, but never someone so utterly brazen.

Moreover, Ye Kuang was just a student—how could he say something so indecent without batting an eye?

“Hahaha…”

But the people around them didn’t share Lei Long’s shock. To them, it was as if they had just heard the funniest joke in the world, and they couldn’t hold back their mocking laughter.

Even a few young ladies couldn’t help but cover their mouths with light giggles, their cheeks flushed as they exchanged curious glances.

Ye Kuang pressed on, “What, didn’t you hear me? Or are you all just silver spearheads—pretty to look at but useless in a fight?”

His words were undeniably venomous.

Not only were they layered with meaning, but they were also sharp with insult!

He was clearly implying that Xiao Jiang and the others were less than men!

Xiao Chou snarled, “You brat, how dare you insult me…”

Xiao Jiang roared, “You little bastard… you have no idea what death means…”

But before the two could finish, Ye Kuang abruptly cut them off.

He seemed unable to vent his anger without cursing, and when he did, the insults flowed like poetry: “You two are truly exceptional. Why do you seem so displeased with me? Come on then. Standing between the two of you, I feel like I’m ‘holding a hound on the left, a falcon on the right’—an old man indulging in youthful recklessness!”

After saying this, Ye Kuang wiped his forehead with a flick of his hand and sighed with a bitter smile. “Ah, forget it. I can only blame myself for being too young—I couldn’t even tell who was human and who was a dog!”

Lei Long snapped, “Brat, have you had enough of insulting us?”

Ye Kuang replied, “Oh right, I almost forgot there’s a farm dog here too. You were so quiet I thought you were a mute dog, but the moment you opened your mouth, it really did sound like barking. Good grief, you’re going to make me laugh my teeth out.”

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