General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming novel Chapter 1270

Chapter 1270: Public Face Slapping

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, Wei Ting counterattacked and kicked the back of the Purple Marquis’s head.

The Purple Marquis grunted.

Wei Ting punched the Purple Marquis, who was sent flying and hit a pillar.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

What happened to not having any strength left?

Wei Ting took the opportunity to punch the Purple Marquis again and again, breaking the corners of his lips!

The Purple Marquis kicked Wei Ting’s chest and took the initiative. He pounced forward and landed an even fiercer and heavier fist on Wei Ting.

It was too bloody!

It was too violent!

It was too exciting!

Everyone agreed that this was the most exciting competition in this round!

After the strength of the descendant of the Jin family left them shocked, they felt as if they had walked through the gates of hell. It was exciting, but they had not seen enough.

If Saintess Red Lotus could last a few dozen more moves, the two battles would be even.

Xing’er was about to cry. “Aiya, why has Young Master been lying down and being beaten up? It’s too tragic!”

Lu Aotian said, “Here, eat a jelly bean.”

Xing’er was speechless.

Wei Ting, who was being suppressed, suddenly turned his fist into a palm and slashed at the Purple Marquis’s chest!

Purple Marquis took the blow and flipped in the air. He knelt on one knee and slid back more than ten steps on the arena, almost falling down!

“Heavens! That’s the Purple Marquis!”

Everyone’s eyes widened.

No, they even held their breaths, unable to believe that this was real!

The Purple Marquis held his chest and felt waves of pain from his organs. He looked at Wei Ting in shock. “Space Shattering Palm? Aren’t you from the Hundred Flowers Palace? Why are you practicing Heavenly Jade Hall’s ultimate technique?”

Wei Ting stood up and casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He smiled coldly. “Guess?”

The Purple Marquis looked at the observation platform of the Heavenly Jade Hall.

Even Xiahou Qing, Xie Jinnian, and the people from the Assassin Alliance looked over.

The Thousand Possibilities Pavilion was far away on the other side of the Assassin Alliance. Otherwise, they would have to see Ji Minglou’s expression.

Madam Ji’s face darkened as she asked Ji Minglou, “You secretly taught Yun Shuang’s son the Space Shattering Palm?”

Ji Minglou said, “I didn’t.”

Madam Ji said, “You don’t admit it? Other than you, will anyone else on the island teach the Space Shattering Palm to Yun Shuang’s son?”

Ji Minglou frowned. “I don’t want to argue with you.”

He really didn’t teach him. He was also wondering where Duanmu Yun’s Space Shattering Palm came from.

Ji Minglou’s past with Yun Shuang was not a secret on the island. It was said that he still had feelings for Yun Shuang. In that case, it was not strange for him to impart the ultimate technique to Yun Shuang’s youngest son.

Ji Minglou was the scapegoat, so no one suspected Elder Qiu.

Xie Jinnian stared at Duanmu Yun’s figure without blinking, and something flashed across his eyes.

In the observation platform of the Assassin Alliance, Liu Zhen’er recognized Wei Ting. “It’s him!”

Qi Yao looked at Wei Ting.

Liu Zhen’er said to Chen Yu, “Fourth Senior Brother, don’t you remember? The person who cut our rope!”

Chen Yu said, “You mean… he’s one of the people who saved Rakshasa? His movement technique does look familiar to me.”

Liu Zhen’er said strangely, “It’s only been two months since we last met. Why do I feel that his moves are much faster? Or was it inconvenient to attack on the cliff that night and that slowed him down?”

“The Purple Marquis has been suppressed,” Eldest Senior Brother Qi Yao said.

Liu Zhen’er frowned. “The last time we fought, I felt that he didn’t have such strength.”

Chen Yu said nonchalantly, “He’s just lucky. Can’t you see that the Purple Marquis hasn’t attacked yet?”

Qi Yao said nothing.

This was because in his opinion, it was not that the Purple Marquis was unwilling to attack, but that he was suppressed to the point where he could not attack.