Matrilocal Son-in-law Is Supreme

0Seeing Lee Zhenyu change his strategy, Dong Ping and the rest became anxious. Lee Zhenyu had used his Origin Energy to the extreme, and their attacks could not harm him anymore. They could not stop him either.     4

    

"Let me do it!" With a brick in hand, Xu Mang jumped up and mercilessly smacked Lee Zhenyu on the head!    

    

As a result, the brick was smashed into smithereens. Lee Zhenyu only shook his head a little and swung his arm towards Xu Mang, who was still in midair.    

    

Xu Mang could not avoid the attack and could only cross his arms to defend himself. Luckily, Xiao Yan was quick to react and pulled Lee Zhenyu's collar back. Lee Zhenyu wasn't able to dodge the attack, but Liu Tie still couldn't lift up his arms due to the pain.    

    

"Bang!" Lee Zhenyu suddenly flew out and fell to the ground.    

    

Opposite to Lee Zhenyu, Dashun clutched his shoulder and curled up on the ground, trembling in pain. Just now, he used the move of Baji Fist, Iron Mountain, and used all his strength to hit Lee Zhenyu. In that instant, he felt like he hit a rock, his shoulder was dislocated and half of his body was paralyzed.    

    

"I'm fine. Hurry up and hold that bastard down." Dashun clenched his teeth and squeezed out a few words.    

    

"Alright!" Dong Ping nodded and jumped towards Lee Zhenyu, who still hadn't stood up yet. The others followed closely behind, some hugging some legs and some strangling others, pressing Lee Zhenyu firmly onto the ground.    

    

The Origin Energy Armour already consumed a lot of Origin Energy, and now Lee Zhenyu was no longer as imposing as before. He was tightly held down by the five people and was unable to break free for a while.    

    

Seeing that Lee Zhenyu had been restrained, Dashun heaved a sigh of relief. At the same time, he was a bit pleased with himself; he, a Source Cultivator of the fourth level of General Rank, had actually sent a Source Cultivator of the fourth level flying.    

    

Even though the price was a bit high. His arm was dislocated and half of his body couldn't move anymore, but Lee Zhenyu didn't even have a scratch.    

    

All of a sudden, Dashun inadvertently glanced at San Ji, who had just been knocked out, but there were only two people left.    

    

flat-headed man, the first one he knocked out, was gone.    

    

"This is bad!" Gritting his teeth, Dashun got up and limped towards the military tent, regretting that he did not hit flat-headed man too hard and woke him up.    

    

After walking a few steps, Dashun saw flat-headed man, who was swaying in front, standing at the entrance of the military tent.    

    

"Halt – Halt –" Dashun forgot the pain on his body for a moment and scrambled towards the tent. Finally, he rushed to the front of the tent and hugged flat-headed man's leg with one arm, which hadn't been dislocated yet.    

    

flat-headed man's face was covered in blood. He lowered his head to look at Dashun, grinned at the missing teeth, and kicked him away. Then, he opened the curtain and walked into the tent.    

    

"Bastard, I'll kill you! "I …"    

    

Dashun crawled forward desperately and pulled flat-headed man's pants leg. His body darted forward and bit onto the soft flesh on flat-headed man's waist.    

    

"Ah--let go!"    

    

flat-headed man screamed miserably, hitting Dashun with punches. Blood trickled out from the corner of Dashun's mouth, but he clenched his teeth even tighter. His arm was also tightly wrapped around flat-headed man's waist.    

    

"Alright, I'll kill you first!" Ruthlessness flashed across flat-headed man's eyes as he pulled out a dagger from his boot.    

    

Out of the corner of his eye, Dashun saw the cold glint of the dagger. A touch of fear rose in his heart, but it was quickly replaced by a decisive attitude, he used all his strength on his teeth, tore it off flat-headed man's waist and bit off a piece of flesh the size of his palm. He took advantage of flat-headed man's scream to bite down!    

    

"Go to hell!" flat-headed man had a hideous expression on his face. He turned around and raised the dagger high in the air before stabbing towards the back of Dashun's heart.    

    

"I've tried my best as well. I've let my brother down." Dashun closed his eyes.    

    

A strong hand suddenly grabbed flat-headed man's saber-wielding wrist.    

    

flat-headed man raised his head and happened to meet Que De's fiery eyes.    

    

"You dare injure my brother?" Que De said coldly. He exerted some force in his hand and crushed flat-headed man's wrist into pieces!    

    

"Ah!    

    

flat-headed man covered his wrist and curled up on the ground while screaming.    

    

Meanwhile, Dashun was helped up by Shen Lang and Fu Pingtao to check his injuries.    

    

"Fu, take care of Dashun. There's another one outside. I'll go and clean it up now." Shen Lang said to Fu Pingtao.    

    

Before he left, Shen Lang patted Que De's shoulder again and said, "It's good as long as you are angry, don't cause anyone's death."    

    

As he walked out of the tent, a ruthless killing intent flashed across Shen Lang's eyes.    

    

The five people outside had bruises all over their faces and bodies. Lee Zhenyu had broken free from their hold and fought back. At this moment, he was very angry in his heart, because he, an expert of the second floor, had been held back by two people of the eighth and third floor for such a long time.    

    

Shen Lang used one hand to support Zhao Dacheng, who had been sent flying by Lee Zhenyu, and said, "Everyone, rest up. Leave him to me."    

    

Hearing this, everyone stopped and retreated to the side to rest. Only Lee Zhenyu and Shen Lang were still in a confrontation.    

    

Lee Zhenyu took a deep breath and sized up Shen Lang. With disdain in his eyes, he asked, "You are Shen Lang? The None Source from the trash class? You don't even have the slightest source energy, it's an insult to me to fight against trash like you. I've also played enough. All of you, scram. "    

    

With that, Lee Zhenyu turned around and was about to leave.    

    

"Why are you in such a hurry to leave? Are you afraid that Fu Pingtao will come out and take care of you?" Shen Lang said coldly, "A Source Cultivator of the second floor of the Common Rank actually got scared like this by someone with lower Source Power Level than himself. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"    

    

"Bullshit!" Lee Zhenyu shouted angrily as his thoughts were exposed by Shen Lang.    

    

Indeed, although Shen Lang had defeated Fu Pingtao who was at the ninth level of General Rank in the training camp, Lee Zhenyu had never placed him in his eyes. After all, Common Rank and General Rank were two entirely different worlds. Fu Pingtao, however, was different. He had the strength of the first level of Common Rank, and even fought evenly with Feng Lee who was at the fourth level of Common Rank. Lee Zhenyu, who was originally number three in New-advanced Class and had a strength and position higher than Fu Pingtao, was thus reduced to number four.    

    

Towards Fu Pingtao, Lee Zhenyu was not only a little afraid, but also angry. When Fu Pingtao's strength was still at the ninth level of General Rank, he was not very courteous to him. Feng Lee also intended to recruit Fu Pingtao into their team, so they greeted Lee Zhenyu and told him not to start a conflict with Fu Pingtao. Within a few days, Fu Pingtao's attitude towards them had turned cold. Lee Zhenyu wanted to teach him a lesson, but before he could do so, Fu Pingtao broke through to the first level of Common Rank.    

    

As a result, Lee Zhenyu was confused about whether he could beat Fu Pingtao or not and did not take action again. Afterwards, Fu Pingtao and the people from Class 533 were getting closer and closer. Feng Lee was also very unhappy and wanted to teach him a lesson, but in the end, he only tied with Fu Pingtao.