Chapter 109

Wei Zong felt around the person’s legs with his one movable hand. The person didn’t stop him from doing so.

The sensation was strange.

Hard and thin.

It wasn’t a human leg but more like a wooden club.

Both of them.

“Prosthetic legs!”

Wei Zong looked up in a daze.

The person lifted the tip of his bamboo hat slightly.

When Wei Zong confirmed the person’s face, his expression gradually became distorted.

In contrast, the person’s expression was brightening.

The person smiled broadly and spoke in a surprised tone.

“Oh my, what a shock. Your face is so damaged I wondered who it was. Isn’t this Valley Master Wei?”

Wei Zong was so dumbfounded that he cried out.

“Mang Ryo!”

The person’s identity was Mang Ryo.

Wei Zong was stunned.

Rather than wondering why Mang Ryo was here, he was more puzzled about when Mang Ryo had become so strong.

“Heh heh, since when did you have the bad habit of calling people’s names carelessly? Tsk, when a person treats you with courtesy and respect, you don’t know your place.”

Mang Ryo smiled while holding Wei Zong’s arm and stepped on… with his hard prosthetic foot, he stepped on Wei Zong’s elbow and broke it.

Crack!

Wei Zong was in such pain that veins bulged in his neck, but he gritted his teeth and endured it. Since he had dislocated one arm himself to pull it out and the other arm had just been broken, he could no longer use both arms.

Actually, the dislocated arm could be used if he forcibly hit it against the ground or a wall to put it back in place.

Mang Ryo tilted his head again and said.

“You don’t need the other arm so you pulled it out yourself? You should have said so earlier.”

Mang Ryo trampled on Wei Zong’s lower back and grabbed the dislocated arm.

“No, no… don’t!”

Wei Zong got goosebumps. He knew what Mang Ryo was trying to do.

“Mang Ryo, you crazy bas…”

Crack.

Crunch.

All of Wei Zong’s body hair stood up at once.

This unpleasant and terrible sound coming from his own body!

Mang Ryo had pulled Wei Zong’s arm with all his might.

“Heave-ho.”

Wei Zong’s pupils turned red with blood.

“Aaaaaaaah—!”

Wei Zong’s waist arched like a bow.

Wei Zong let out a desperate scream as if his throat would tear.

Mang Ryo threw Wei Zong’s arm anywhere. The arm that should have been attached to Wei Zong’s torso was spurting blood and twitching in a puddle.

Wei Zong writhed his body wildly in pain. Blood flowed steadily from his torn shoulder, but his other arm was broken so he couldn’t press the blood vessels. Mang Ryo showed no signs of stopping his bleeding.

“Kuk! Kuaaaaaaah!”

Wei Zong thrashed about, then bit the tip of his silk shoe with his teeth to remove the shoe, and also bit his sock with his mouth to throw it off.

He gathered internal energy in his toes and forcibly lifted them to press acupoints near his shoulder. He had no choice but to struggle disgracefully in the mud, but there was no other way. It was better than dying from blood loss.

He could barely stop the major bleeding.

Seeing this sight, Mang Ryo laughed heartily.

“Writhing in the mud, you look just like a loach!”

A loach is a mudfish that plays in mud.

Wei Zong, with his hideous face and blue veins about to burst, cried out.

“You, you b*st*rd Mang Ryo! What grudge do you have against me to treat me like this! Was there any reason for you to treat me so viciously!”

“Huh? Do I really need such a reason just to tear off someone’s arm?”

Mang Ryo clapped his hands.

“Ah ah, no. There is one. There is indeed. I just remembered. Come to think of it, there was something to settle. I have a bit of an impatient personality, so I tore off the arm before settling it. This is embarrassing! Kekekeke!”

Wei Zong gritted his teeth and glared at Mang Ryo with bloodshot eyes.

Mang Ryo paid no attention to Wei Zong and exclaimed “Tsk” while shaking his head.

“A long time ago, you see, about eight years ago, when I had prepared everything perfectly, some loach b*st*rd… ah, sorry for mixing in curses. When I think of that time, emotions suddenly well up…”

“This, this b*st*rd…”

Mang Ryo brought his face close to Wei Zong as if telling a secret.

“Anyway, you see. That loach-like b*st*rd threw dirt on my perfectly prepared meal without consulting me, causing me to waste eight whole years. And after doing that, that loach-like b*st*rd laughed heartily and told me what? That his personality was impatient or something? He even used poison on me and laughed.”

Mang Ryo asked Wei Zong subtly.

“What do you think, Valley Master Wei? For such a damn b*st*rd, wouldn’t tearing off one arm be insufficient? Isn’t that right?”

“This… this…”

Wei Zong was so dumbfounded he couldn’t even speak.

He said it was something that happened eight years ago, but Wei Zong couldn’t even remember what it was. Yet Mang Ryo had been harboring this story in his heart all this time, saying Wei Zong had disrespected him.

“Hmm? But why do you have such a resentful face?”

“You b*st*rd, Mang Ryo! Don’t you know that’s why I’m asking!”

“Huh, the person you should resent isn’t me but Valley Master Wei himself.”

Grind.

“Where are you spouting nonsense…”

“Don’t you remember yet? Valley Master Wei blew up Stone Forest Gang’s mines back then, didn’t you? Don’t you remember?”

Wei Zong’s eyes narrowed. He remembered. Back then, Mang Ryo had run out like a madman and had been sprawled out in front of the collapsed mine shaft, completely out of his mind.

“Who do you think was inside that mine shaft? I had barely managed to drive him in there.”

Mang Ryo looked at Wei Zong with a blank expression.

Wei Zong had his suspicions.

Given how much Mang Ryo was saying, Wei Zong had an inkling.

Mang Ryo spoke in a regretful tone.

“The limping one, the limping one. The one who destroyed Poison Valley today and made the Valley Master’s face like that.”

Wei Zong got goosebumps.

But it wasn’t because he believed Mang Ryo’s words. He didn’t care about the words of such a crazy b*st*rd.

Wei Zong looked at his severed arm.

He had just realized again that there was another person besides the limping one. The one who had torn off people’s necks and limbs to kill them.

It was like lightning struck his head.

“You… you…!”

Wei Zong’s pupils shook as he looked at Mang Ryo.

Mang Ryo smiled slyly.

“What are you guessing to look at me with such eyes?”

“You, you b*st*rd! You did Iron Umbrella Sect…”

The sect leader of Iron Umbrella Sect and thirty disciples, plus two experts from Poison Valley, were killed by the limping one.

And the rest of Iron Umbrella Sect’s main mountain disciples were killed by Mang Ryo!

Not to mention the residents of the village where Stone Forest Gang was located!

‘This b*st*rd used the limping one!’

But Wei Zong couldn’t continue speaking at length.

“What about Iron Umbrella Sect? Hah, people shouldn’t be so obsessed with such small matters. When I see Valley Master Wei, I keep remembering that time. Emotions keep welling up.”

Mang Ryo suddenly punched Wei Zong’s eye socket.

Thwack!

It was pure physical strength without any internal energy.

Wei Zong’s head briefly went to the side and then returned to its original position. Wei Zong glared at Mang Ryo again with wide eyes.

Mang Ryo bared his teeth.

“I’ve become such a petty person, so please understand, Valley Master.”

Mang Ryo threw down his staff and grabbed Wei Zong by the collar. He pulled the collar to lift Wei Zong’s head and continued hitting him with his fist.

Thwack! Thwack!

“Kuk!”

Since there was no internal energy in the punches, he wouldn’t die from a few hits.

However, he could clearly feel the emotions embedded in them.

The fact that he was being beaten with bare fists was actually crushing Wei Zong’s pride even more.

“Ma, Mang Ryo, you b*st*rd…!”

Wei Zong’s already ruined face became even more ruined. One of Wei Zong’s eye sockets quickly swelled up.

“That’s why you shouldn’t act so smart. Why did you do such things without asking me? If you had just asked me one word first, this wouldn’t have happened.”

Thwack! Thwack!

“Because of you, I lost the guy I had caught right before my eyes and waited eight years, eight years.”

Thwack thwack!

“And then you laugh? You laugh saying your personality is impatient? You turn a person who worked hard into a cripple and then laugh?”

Thwack thwack! Thwack!

“Keep laughing, why don’t you? Laugh. Can’t laugh now? Huh?”

Thwack thwack!

Mang Ryo’s fists also got bruised and scraped, with blood forming. Wei Zong’s face became even more ruined accordingly. The skin that had already melted from poison was crushed and blood flowed steadily. His lips burst and his cheeks swelled. Blood burst and flowed again from his already crushed nose.

Only then did Mang Ryo stop punching and laugh.

“Uhahahaha! I feel a bit better! Indeed, people shouldn’t live with things buried frustratingly in their hearts. Right, or they’ll get sick from anger and die.”

Mang Ryo again spoke respectfully to Wei Zong.

“Come, come, Valley Master Wei. Let’s get up now.”

Mang Ryo lifted Wei Zong by the collar. Wei Zong’s mind was still intact. Even in the midst of all this, Wei Zong was glaring at Mang Ryo with venomous eyes.

“Hmm?”

While holding the collar, Mang Ryo swung his other hand forcefully and hit Wei Zong’s temple.

Smack!

Wei Zong’s eyes went blank after being hit properly in a vital spot. Wei Zong’s head dropped powerlessly.

Mang Ryo clicked his tongue disapprovingly at the unconscious Wei Zong.

“Geez, when a person is so stiff, they invite beatings. You should kill your pride when you need to and live.”

Kekekeke!

Mang Ryo laughed heartily, then picked up his staff. He then grabbed the limp Wei Zong by the collar and dragged him across the ground, crossing the inner courtyard.

* * *

The rain, weaker than before, hit Wei Zong’s face.

Wei Zong regained consciousness. Looking around with his burning face, he found himself dragged back to the front of the main hall.

The fishy smell of poison and the stench of blood wafted heavily.

The front of the main hall was quiet.

The fight seemed to have ended long ago.

They lost.

The poison sect members had been defeated in battle.

Mang Ryo threw Wei Zong down.

“I’ve brought the Valley Master.”

Wei Zong crawled on the ground powerlessly.

He could see the bamboo hat wearer some distance away.

Soon, righteous faction martial artists who had been binding surviving poison sect members nearby saw Wei Zong and flocked over.

Chu Hyo was among them.

When Chu Hyo saw Wei Zong, he frowned and immediately rushed over. He probably had many things to say to Wei Zong, or things he wanted to ‘do.’

But two of the bamboo hat wearer’s guard martial artists blocked his way. The other two were circulating energy, but both looked unwell. They had been affected by Wei Zong’s poison.

Anyway, Chu Hyo, blocked by the bamboo hat wearer’s guard martial artists, burst out in frustration.

“Who are you people to block my way!”

Neither the guard martial artists nor the bamboo hat wearer said anything. Chu Hyo looked toward Mang Ryo.

“Brother! I’ve been quietly enduring out of respect for your dignity, but I can’t stand it anymore. Who are these people to act like this from earlier!”

Most of the other righteous faction martial artists also seemed to agree with Chu Hyo’s words. They hadn’t helped in the fight and had just been watching quietly, so they couldn’t look good.

When Chu Hyo glared at the bamboo hat wearer with fire in his eyes, the bamboo hat wearer also looked at Mang Ryo once.

Mang Ryo scratched his head with his bamboo staff.

“Huh, it seems there’s some misunderstanding between us.”

“Brother! Didn’t you promise? That we would cut off Valley Master Wei’s head and place it on Sajin’s memorial altar!”

“I know, I know. How could I not understand that feeling? But there’s an order to things. You seem too excited from seeing blood. Calm down a bit.”

Mang Ryo suddenly seemed to remember something and looked around at Chu Hyo and the righteous faction martial artists, asking.

“But you all, are you alright?”