Supremely Talented Tyrant-Chapter 615: Losing a Good General

Murong Yeyun's expression was as ugly as it could get. He already harbored deep-seated hatred for Hao Jian, wanting nothing more than to eliminate him swiftly. Knowing Hao Jian's true identity only reinforced his determination to get rid of Hao Jian.

But wanting to eliminate him was one thing; being unable to do so was another, and it only turned Hao Jian into a major concern for him.

Now that Hao Jian had decided to deal with the Murong Family, it was definitely bad news for them.

Murong Yeyun hadn't expected Hao Jian to be the founder of Dragon Tooth with an inseparable relationship with Moon Goddess Jiang. Offending Dragon Tooth was not a good thing—this time, he reckoned his grandfather would be furious.

To have unintentionally set such a powerful enemy against his family, Murong Yeyun felt as if ten thousand Caonima were galloping across his mind.

However, what was done was done, and no amount of regret could change the situation; Hao Jian had ultimately become his arch-enemy.

For Murong Yeyun, the threat from Hao Jian had now far surpassed that from Murong Qiushui. He knew from this day forward, his life would be filled with turmoil.

"It's with regret that I tell you, you've awakened a sleeping Eastern Divine Dragon." Moon Goddess Jiang also smiled with amusement. If Hao Jian was to confront the Murong Family, he would inevitably return to Dragon Tooth, heralding the arrival of a new ruler!

Moon Goddess Jiang, with a charming smile, sized up Murong Yeyun and said, "Go back and ask that old fool Murong Xiao if he truly has the capability to withstand an attack from a huge dragon!"

Murong Yeyun kept a dark face and remained silent, his mood utterly sour at this point.

Because no matter whether the Murong Family could withstand this or not, they would inevitably pay a painful price. The consequence of stirring up such a major trouble was that he had to foot the bill!

"Let's go!" Murong Yeyun said with a grim face, waving his hand. Wanting to kill Hao Jian was now impossible, and rather than continue to suffer humiliation here, it would be better to leave as soon as possible.

"Leaving? Did you ask me?" Hao Jian sneered, thinking that Murong Yeyun could just leave easily? How was that possible?

Now his troubles had ended, but Murong Yeyun's troubles were just beginning.

"What do you want?" Murong Yeyun asked Hao Jian with an ugly look, yet he knew that Hao Jian was at the height of his influence, and all the high-ranking members were on his side. As long as Hao Jian did not kill him, he could do whatever he wanted with him.

"What do I want? You've been bullying me all this time, repeatedly trying to find someone to deal with me, and you still ask what I want?" Hao Jian said, sounding quite aggrieved, almost like a bullied daughter-in-law.

Upon hearing this, Murong Yeyun nearly spurted blood. I'm bullying you? Do you have no shame? Who is bullying whom here?

"Hao Jian, be reasonable!" Murong Yeyun protested, feeling very wronged. This jerk, reaping the benefits and still playing cute, it was obviously him bullying, yet at the end, he posed as the victim.

"I am being reasonable with you now. I am such an upright and kind-hearted person, why do you always have a problem with me? Tell me, are you just jealous because I am more handsome than you?" Hao Jian complained, presumptuously carrying an "It's not my fault I'm handsome" attitude.

Everyone had an expression of disbelief; many narcissists had been seen before, but one this narcissistic was a first.

Murong Yeyun shook his head with a weird expression: "You're not handsome at all!"

"Magobi, repeat that again if you dare, how can you tell such a lie?" Hao Jian glared angrily.

"Kill or maim, I'm listening with respect, but I'm not going to say such insincere things," Murong Yeyun stubbornly said, holding to his opinion.

"Alright, alright, if I don't hang you up today, then I'll take your surname!" Hao Jian blurted out in anger before walking towards Murong Yeyun.

But at this moment, no one dared to stop Hao Jian. He was invincible and unstoppable now.

Murong Yeyun, having provoked him, could only accept his bad luck.

Seeing Hao Jian approaching, Murong Yeyun quickly covered his face: "Don't hit the face!"

"Fuck, I thought I was narcissistic enough, you're even more narcissistic than I am!" Hao Jian was dumbfounded. Murong Yeyun, looking like a black gorilla, actually cared so much about his looks.

"You say you look like a gorilla, ruining your look would actually be doing you a favor, right?" Hao Jian said sarcastically.

"Go fuck yourself, this is the wild beauty of a man, you know nothing!" Murong Yeyun retorted irritably.

Everyone was speechless, these two guys were really enough.

"Alright, since you don't want me to hit your face, then I just want to hit your face, hehe..." Hao Jian chuckled darkly, and then slapped him across the face, sending Murong Yeyun spinning 365 degrees before he smacked onto the ground with a slap.

"Tsk tsk tsk, look at your dumb face!" Hao Jian sneered gleefully, taking pride in his actions.

"Hao Jian!!!" Murong Yeyun was seething with rage, staring fixedly at Hao Jian as if he wanted to devour him.

Everyone present was a bit shocked. When had Murong Yeyun ever suffered such a loss?

But Hao Jian responded to Murong Yeyun's roar with a kick, sending him flying ten meters away, crashing against a stone platform and coughing up blood on the spot.

"Don't be in a hurry to get angry, this is just the beginning. In the future, there will be many more things to make you angry," Hao Jian said with a smile, walking towards Murong Yeyun.

Murong Yeyun had threatened him, which was akin to baring fangs at him, and Hao Jian had already decided to eradicate this menace that was Murong Yeyun.

Seeing Hao Jian ready to make a move on Murong Yeyun, the man in the mask hurried to block in front of Hao Jian.

"Qingzhi, step aside! He won't dare to kill me!" Murong Yeyun urgently shouted. He knew that Hao Jian would at most beat him severely but would definitely not dare to kill him. However, it was different for Qingzhi. Qingzhi was just a dog, and even if Hao Jian killed him, the Murong family wouldn't care about him.

But for him, Qingzhi was a capable assistant. He didn't want Qingzhi to die just like that.

"Too late!"

Hao Jian snorted. He had been waiting for this guy to intervene. Since he had taken the initiative to step out, that saved him the trouble of looking for him.

Hao Jian's figure burst forward, and in an instant, he was in front of Qingzhi.

Under the mask, Qingzhi's eyes revealed terror because Hao Jian was simply too fast, so fast that he couldn't react before Hao Jian was already before him.

With no tricks whatsoever, Hao Jian directly launched a punch. The seemingly ordinary fist actually contained infinite force and even produced a sonic boom.

Qingzhi gritted his teeth and then crossed his arms in front of his chest, attempting to block Hao Jian's aggressive strike.

"Crack!"

Following was the sound of bone fracturing, as Qingzhi's whole body was sent flying, landing next to Murong Yeyun with both arms completely twisted.

Both Qingzhi and Murong Yeyun felt terrified. Although both were martial artists, they felt as fragile as clay figures before Hao Jian, unable to withstand a single blow.

"Trying to kill someone?" Murong Yeyun's eyes shone viciously as he gritted his teeth, clearly seeing that Hao Jian indeed intended to leave Qingzhi dead.

"Oh? You think I wouldn't dare?" Hao Jian coldly laughed.

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"If you dare kill him, I'll fight you to the death!" Murong Yeyun shouted furiously. It's hard to find a good general, and Qingzhi was his good general, his Thousand-Li Horse.

If Hao Jian killed Qingzhi, then he would undeniably have lost a valuable general.

"Alright, since it's like this, I guess I'll just kill him," Hao Jian still decided to kill. Initially, if Murong Yeyun hadn't spoken, he didn't wish to act, but since Murong Yeyun had spoken, then this person must be killed.

"You!" Murong Yeyun's gaze turned blank.

"Isn't it what you said? Anything related to me, you'd slaughter them all? My reason is the same as yours, anything you cherish, I will destroy. We are already in irreconcilable positions!" Hao Jian dropped his playful act, his smile sinister.

Murong Yeyun wanted to kill Hao Jian just as much as Hao Jian now wanted to kill Murong Yeyun. Since he couldn't kill him, he had decided to torment him instead.

"Whoosh!"

As soon as Hao Jian landed, he rushed forward, stomping violently on Qingzhi's head.

"Pfft!"

Qingzhi's head crashed into the stone wall behind, then burst into a cloud of blood, flesh flying everywhere, and the stone wall dented, killing him instantly.

The splattered blood and flesh also splashed on Murong Yeyun's face, which made his expression darken terrifyingly!

A good general had just died like that, and Murong Yeyun felt extremely pained.

Seeing Hao Jian acting viciously, Guo Shuxian involuntarily closed her eyes out of fear. She had never witnessed such a thing before and to not have fainted on the spot was already quite impressive.

"Now you can roll out of here!" Hao Jian rudely spoke to Murong Yeyun. Currently, he indeed still didn't dare to kill Murong Yeyun, because beyond him stood the Murong family. If he killed Murong Yeyun, the Murong family would likely go mad.

Hao Jian himself wasn't afraid of the Murong family, but he was worried about the people around him.

"This matter is not over!" Murong Yeyun's gaze was like knives, intently staring at Hao Jian. Today, not only was he insulted, but he had also lost a valuable general; this enmity was truly irreconcilable.

Then, Murong Yeyun dusted himself off, stood up, but didn't even glance at the corpse beside him. To him, once Qingzhi was dead, he meant nothing to him, displaying extreme callousness.

"I've told you already, Huaxia is a traditional country, and Huaxia people generally speak more subtly. Being this direct really makes me feel awkward," sighed Hao Jian. Then, with another kick, he sent Murong Yeyun, who had just stood up, flying again.

Everyone felt speechless. Is Murong Yeyun going to be driven mad by this?

Hao Jian was not only beating Murong Yeyun but also slapping the Murong family's face.

Murong Yeyun lay on the ground, his face so dark it seemed almost to seep water, his eyes bloodshot and turning a fierce, blood-red.

However, Murong Yeyun knew he had to endure at this moment. He was no match for Hao Jian, and vying with him to the death would do him no good.