Chapter 42: This Young Master's First Bar Fight

Chapter 42: This Young Master's First Bar Fight

The Lan scions were none too pleased with Xie Jins pitching.

Bastard!

You dare!

The Lan girl at the helm stopped them from rushing over. She held a hand to her bleeding head and glared at Xie Jin. Who are you? Chen Haoran saw her flick her eyes towards him as she asked.

Are you worried now? You should have thought about your actions before making me look bad in front of brother Chen! Xie Jin said, puffing up his chest.

Sister Jia dont listen to this idiot, said a boy behind her, also Seventh-Layer. Hes Xie Jin.This chapter is updated by nov(e)(l)biin.com

So youve heard of me? Xie Jin laughed. He turned to Chen Haoran. I told you I was well known.

Have you already forgotten how I beat you last time? growled the Lan boy. Youll pay for harming Sister Jia!

Youre the fool whos lost every fight hes been in, Lan Jia said in realization.

Chen Haoran raised an eyebrow. The way Xie Jin was gassing himself up earlier combined with his cultivation layer he thought he was some hot shot. Are you telling me your full of shit?

Xie Jin awkwardly laughed.

Lan Jia looked even angrier now. I will deal with you later, she said with a dangerous finality in her tone.

Are you implying you will deal with me now? Lan Fen said, walking forward.

Chen Haoran laughed at how quickly they went from roaring tigers to hissing cats in front of Lan Fen. He couldnt fault them though, just knowing her for a few months left an impression on him let alone spending years around her.

Lan Fen, Lan Jia said, eyeing her warily. So its really you.

You have not answered me, Lan Jia. Lan Fen, ignoring how they tensed, casually walked up to Lan Jia and locked eyes with her.

Lan Jia held her gaze for a moment in a valiant attempt at confidence but inevitably turned her eyes away. What are you doing here, Lan Fen?

To enjoy a meal before the Palace Exams of course.

Lan Jias face twisted in hideous joy. Chen Haoran could already hear what she would say next. Lan Fen did as well. She flexed her qi once more and Lan Jias words died in her mouth.

You- sputtered wide-eyed Lan Jia. Whatever confidence she and her posse came in with thoroughly died under the weight of Lan Fens qi.

Yes? Lan Fen drawled.

He kicked one half of the table and sent it hurtling towards Lan Jia. She smashed it to splinters with her palm and sneered at Chen Haoran. Xie Jin, using the table to disguise his approach, swung his wine bottle and broke it over her head. Chen Haoran let out a low whistle, both at Xie Jins quick thinking and Lan Jias remarkably tough head.

Xie Jin looked over with a smile. Ill take care of this one Brother Che- the Seventh-Layer Lan boy caught him in the side with a flying kick and sent Xie Jin crashing into another table, scattering its occupants.

Chen Haoran grasped the remaining half of the broken table and, wielding it like a club, leapt forward. The Lan Boy cursed and raised his arms to block. Lan Jia pulled him back and stepped forward and through Chen Haorans impromptu weapon with a Scattering Petal Palm, breaking the table to pieces and landing six heavy blows to his head. Chen Haoran rolled back with the force and blinked stars and sawdust out of his eyes. Lan Jia was better with the technique than Lan Junjie that was for sure.

Throughout the whole exchange, Lan Fen continued slapping Lan Junjie. His indignant protests devolved into squealing sobs as Lan Fen slapped his face bloody.

Lan Fen, youre opponent is me! Lan Jia shouted. Blood ran down her head in rivulets, turning her furious face into something demonic. She motioned with her head toward Chen Haoran. Deal with him.

The other three Lans surrounded Chen Haoran while Lan Jia rushed at Lan Fen. Xie Jin swept her feet out from under her in a sliding tackle. She fell heavily to the floor and he grappled with her in a tangle of limbs.

Chen Haoran huffed a laugh. Not sending your best huh?

We could say the same for you, the Lan boy replied.

Chen Haoran frowned when a cry of shock came from Xie Jin. Lan Jia stood up and Xie Jin, still wrapped around her, was effortlessly lifted with her. She slammed the back of her fist into his head and dropped him.

Chen Haoran sighed. He charged at the Lan boy, the other two closed in on his sides. The Lan boy lashed out with a straight punch to his chest. Chen Haoran caught it full on and barreled into him, sending them both down to the floor. He pinned the Lan boys arms with his knees and punched his face with one qi-enhanced blow after the other. The two Lans he ignored punched and kicked at him but he ignored them and kept beating.

When they finally pried him off the Lan boy was properly dazed. Chen Haoran buried his elbow into the guts of one then brought it up to catch his chin in a brutal uppercut. The other brought up his knee into Chen Haorans own gut in revenge but didnt even wind him. Chen Haoran grabbed the offending knee and flipped the Lan onto the ground, a qi-enhanced kick sent him skidding into a nearby table.

Chen Haoran dusted off his clothes. Despite taking so many hits he was perfectly fine, a combined blessing of his superior cultivation and the Stygian Lotus. It was good to be the stronger cultivator for once.

He turned to help Xie Jin only to find him standing over the fallen form of Lan Jia, her eyes rolling into the back of her head. In the time when Chen Haoran wasnt paying attention, he had somehow gotten the better of her. It didnt look like she made it easy though.

Xie Jin had a nasty yellow bruise forming on his cheek and his robes were scuffed and torn, he looked triumphant thought. Dont you ever forget who humbled you today, he spat.

Good work, Chen Haoran said.

Xie Jin smiled. It was nothing, Brother Chen.

As you say, Brother Jin.

Xie Jin brightened with joy.

There was a thump at the doors. Lan Fen had let go of Lan Junjie and he fell to the floor, his face swollen and red. She crouched over him. Tell Lan Yao that I will be waiting for her at the Palace Exams.

She looked over her shoulder at Chen Haoran.

Shall we go?