Chapter 25 - Honor for Defeat

In this moment of life and death, when Lei Chong's fist was about to fall, Lei Xinlan, who had been lying on the ground in a half-unconscious state, suddenly sat up. He grinned at Lei Chong and said: "I admit defeat!"

"You!" Lei Chong suddenly felt a headache, but seeing that the other party had admitted defeat and was no longer able to attack him, and that the Young Master's intentions were not to be disobeyed, he had no choice but to change his direction forcefully.

Lei Fengyu also rushed over at almost the same time, and helped Lei Xinlan up. The two of them saw that Lei Chong suffered a loss once again, and looked at each other as they laughed at the same time.

But this time, the surrounding direct descendants did not laugh because of Lei Chong's antics. Instead, they all spread out their cultivation and walked towards Lei Chong step by step, because Lei Chong was too detestable, and it would be difficult to calm the anger in their hearts if they did not beat him.

Lei Chong crawled up from the ground and spat out a mouthful of sand. He was the son of the head of the Sky Dragon Clan. It could be said that he had never suffered such a great loss since he was born. Yet today, he had been humiliated all the time, which made him feel extremely depressed.

His face was ashen, and his eyes flickered with undisguised killing intent. However, just as this killing intent arose, his entire body violently s.h.i.+vered. A chill suddenly struck him, and an inexplicable sense of foreboding rose in his heart.

He lifted his head to look around and instantly saw the surrounding people approaching him. All of them had hostile expressions on their faces. Their hearts thumped as they thought, "Not good!"

"What do you guys want? If you have the ability, come one at a time?" No matter how strong Lei Chong's individual cultivation was, it was still difficult for him to fight against all four hands. Looking at the black ma.s.s of people around him, he suddenly felt terrified in his heart, and braced himself to shout.

However, the direct line of descent did not seem to mind, and at the moment, not a single person spoke as they continued to press their way towards Lei Chong.

Lei Chong felt that the situation was getting worse and immediately became anxious, jumping up from the ground, he bellowed: "Is this how your direct line of descent handles things? Do you want to instigate a civil war?"

But at this moment, Lei Xinlan shouted loudly, "Stop, all of you retreat!" She had already seen through Lei Chong's tricks so she naturally could not let the situation worsen.

Her real motive was to use her to undermine the confidence of the direct descendants. However, it was obvious that he had not succeeded.

naturally understood that this was not a wise decision, but if Lei Chengfeng was present at the moment, there might be a different outcome.

Even though the direct descendant disciples were truly unwilling in their hearts, they still responded and retreated. This was because in that battle just now, Lei Xinlan had already completely conquered the hearts of all the direct descendant disciples and had successfully erected an even higher prestige in their hearts.

In this battle, she had protected the reputation of the direct line of descent. Although she had been defeated in the end, it was still a glorious defeat.

Under Lei Xinlan's obstruction, the crowd quickly retreated, leaving only the dejected Lei Chong standing there, looking at Lei Xinlan foolishly, as if he was waiting for her to say something.

"Alright, this is the end of today's gathering. Everyone disperse!" As Lei Xinlan waved her hand, although the direct descendants were unwilling, they still dispersed quickly. However, before they left one after the other, they did not forget to give Lei Chong a fierce glare.

After everyone had dispersed, Lei Xinlan turned around and softly said to Lei Fengyu, "Come, Xiao Yu, help me return home!"

As the sun set in the west, Lei Xinlan, supported by Lei Fengyu, slowly walked towards the Soaring Dragon Pavilion. The fiery red dress in front of her chest was also dyed scarlet by blood.

In this midwinter period, it was considered an extremely rare sight, but Lei Yang's heart was heavy. Today's matter had caused his heart to be extremely restless, whether it was Lei Chong, or Lei Xinlan, who was from the direct line of descent, they both brought him great shock.

Lei Yang originally thought that the peak of the sixth level of Spiritual Qi was already considered strong among his generation, but now it seemed that the hidden strength of the Eight Dragons Clan was even deeper than he had expected.

Furthermore, Lei Chong had chosen to come to the direct line of descent to watch the show on the eve of the clan members not because it was a coincidence, but because it was a kind of premeditated plan.

Lei Yang didn't know who exactly all of this was due to, and what exactly it was meant for, but he dared to conclude that there must be some kind of secret that couldn't be told to others. Otherwise, with Lei Chong's rash personality, it would be impossible for him to find such an accurate opportunity to make an appearance.

Then Lei Xinlan was even more extraordinary. Although her cultivation was not as good as Lei Chong's, but she had a deep foresight that was able to make Lei Yang sigh in admiration.

It was clear that Lei Xinlan had seen through some clues from the start, that Lei Chong had malicious intents and knew that she would definitely lose, yet she still managed to lure Lei Chong into a situation where both sides would suffer.

In the end, in order to protect the face of the direct line of descent, she had even burned her cultivation essence and blood, and even destroyed her cultivation base, forcibly executed the last move. This kind of decisiveness, this ruthlessness, was definitely not something an ordinary person could achieve.

In the end, even though she had lost, the situation had taken a turn for the worse for the worse for the worse. Even if she lost, it wouldn't be so glorious for the other side.

All of these caused Lei Yang to feel extremely pressured. Through the battle between the two, he understood clearly that sometimes, cultivation is not the absolute advantage. In battle, mental fort.i.tude is also a very important factor.

Seeing that it was already the middle of winter and the arrival of the Family Compet.i.tion s, not much time was left for Lei Yang. The sparring he had unintentionally witnessed this time also allowed him to further understand the overall level of cultivation of the disciples of the clan.

… ….

At the Lei Family's main door, Lei Chong flew out of the door, only relieved when he arrived in the midst of the Wuyuan Town's crowded and bustling crowd.

In his heart, he regretted that he messed up. Not only did it put him in a difficult position, it even ruined the matter that the young master had told him about. This made him feel even more uneasy, and a sense of foreboding forced him to unconsciously quicken his pace. He had to leave this place as soon as possible and return to the Eight Dragons Tribe. Otherwise, he might really encounter danger.

However, just as he turned into a quiet alley, he was blocked by a grey figure. Lei Chong's face was panicking, but after seeing who it was, he cupped his fists and bowed respectfully: "I pay my respects to Young Master."

"Useless trash, you actually managed to do such a good thing!" The person who came was Lei Kaishan's son, Lei Chengfeng. His expression was gloomy and cold as he spoke, scaring Lei Chong to the point of trembling.

"This subordinate was incompetent, please punish me!" Lei Chong quickly kneeled on the ground, a trace of fear in his eyes.

"Alright, now that things have come to this, there is no use in punis.h.i.+ng you. Go back and cultivate properly, and strive to gain merits in Family Compet.i.tion.

… ….

Lei Family Garden, in the Soaring Dragon Pavilion's bedroom, Patriarch Lei Yuntian sat quietly beside the bed, checking Lei Xinlan's injuries on the bed!

Lei Fengyu stood at the side, while her father Lei s.h.i.+chang was also standing behind her. The father and daughter pair's faces were filled with anxiety.

"That's good, that's good!" Lei s.h.i.+chang heaved a sigh of relief and quickly said, while Lei Fengyu also quickly stepped forward and grabbed onto Lei Xinlan's hand.

Lei Xinlan raised her hand to wipe away the tears on Lei Fengyu's face, and said with a smile: "Silly girl, isn't big sis fine? If she cried, she wouldn't be beautiful!

Don't worry, Big Sister will definitely recover to her peak state and partic.i.p.ate in the Family Compet.i.tion with you.

"Hehe!" "I know Sister Xinlan, you must get well as soon as possible, I'm still waiting to cultivate with you!" Lei Fengyu was so amused that she started crying and laughing!

Seeing that there were no major issues, Lei s.h.i.+chang did not dare delay the patriarch's recovery. He forcefully pulled Lei Fengyu, who was unwilling to leave even at death's door, back home.

Just as his voice fell, the s.p.a.ce in the bedroom distorted. With a "shua" sound, a masked man dressed in black walked out from the distorted s.p.a.ce in front of Lei Yuntian.

"Get up. Why have you not come yet?" Lei Yuntian looked at the demon wind and asked.

"Xinlan greets Uncle Demonwind. My injuries aren't serious, so don't worry Uncle Demonwind." Before waiting for Lei Yuntian's reply, Lei Xinlan had already answered him, but his voice seemed a little weak.

When Demon Wind saw that, he immediately felt that Lei Xinlan's injuries were serious. Her entire body was filled with killing intent, and her eyes contained an ice-cold killing intent.

He looked at Lei Yuntian and said emotionally, "Patriarch, you can see now that the Eight Dragons Tribe is really becoming more and more lawless. Are you really going to continue tolerating this and let them do whatever they want? If you do not take the necessary measures now, it will be too late! "

Lei Yuntian waved his hand and said: "Mo Feng, don't say anymore, I understand what you have to say."

"Patriarch, do you really have to wait until that day to be satisfied?" Demonwind's eyes were filled with unwillingness, and his voice even revealed a roar of unwillingness.

"Demon Wind, there are some things that you cannot understand. I still need to heal Lan'er, so you should leave first!" Lei Yuntian did not speak anymore, and helped Lei Xinlan to sit up, then began to circulate his energy to treat her injuries.

Seeing that the Patriarch had made up his mind, Mo Feng's eyes were filled with helplessness. In the end, he could only shake his head and sigh before turning around and disappearing.