The Domineering King of the Netherworld and His Sweetheart

74. Playing the Villain

Translator: Ning LL

Uncle White came into the room right away, with the same old poker face.

As Feng Xi stood face to face with Uncle White, he only felt as if getting butterflies in his stomach while rubbing his fingers behind his back. First, Feng Xi looked at King of the Netherworld with a pitiful look. However, although the look on the King’s face wasn’t that indifferent like Uncle White, his attitude seemed quite firm.

After Feng Xi saw the expression on the King’s face, he knew that he was not able to gain the King’s sympathy anymore. Therefore, he could only look to Uncle White who still showed a cold look, saying,

“Uncle White, we have to stop when necessary. Please show mercy to me.”

Although Feng Xi was already able to employ the Nine Rhyme Fists, he could still feel that Uncle White’s cultivation base was much higher than his. Although the King said that he only wanted to test Feng Xi’s strength, the latter only felt himself like a rabbit which could be trampled at will. He only wished that Uncle White could be lenient with him and wouldn’t hurt him so badly.

Hearing these words, Uncle White showed a gloomy look in his eyes. Then he stared at the boy whose face was full of anticipation, saying, “I’ll only fulfil my duty.”

In other words, Uncle White would show no mercy to Feng Xi and only do what the King had ordered. Uncle White would stop when necessary, but he still needed to consider if he would show mercy to Feng Xi. After all, if Uncle White didn’t show his true strength, the test would be meaningless.

Feng Xi was well aware how impartial Uncle White was, so the boy looked distressed the moment he heard Uncle White’s words.

Right at this moment, Uncle White suddenly moved and there was only his incomplete shadow remaining on the ground. As Feng Xi felt a gust of wind by his ears, he saw Uncle White already showing up beside him while hearing that indifferent voice, “Young Master, you might as well think about how to withstand my attacks…”

Attacks?

Before Feng Xi had time to digest Uncle White’s words, he felt a strong wind attacking him from his right side…

Though Uncle White had launched a surprise attack, Feng Xi was not a rookie fighter. When he used to be a master thief in his previous life, he had to escape from the officials and some forces. At that time, although he was not the best fighter, he was still good at martial arts. Therefore, before his brain gave the instructions, his body already responded. Nevertheless, his action was still a bit too slow.

Half of his body dodged the attack while the other half didn’t. As his right shoulder was hit by Uncle White’s palm, he fell on the ground instantly and rolled over. However, he rolled in the wrong direction and knocked his own head on the pillar tragically.

Feng Xi didn’t even have the time to groan because Uncle White had already launched a second attack on him.

Uncle White stepped on Feng Xi while stirring up a gust of fierce wind. Uncle White moved so fast that he reached Feng Xi in no time. Feng Xi already forgot to moan and sent out domineering air of the God King realm right away. After that, he jumped up all of a sudden and stood three meters away from Uncle White in gasps.

Feng Xi wanted to stop the fight right away, but Uncle White directly ignored him. With a fierce look crossing the old man’s face, Uncle White created a gust of strong wind on his palm. Feng Xi who sensed how powerful that wind was couldn’t help but slightly change the look on his face.

The attack that Uncle White had launched was in the God King realm. Feng Xi finally realized that Uncle White was serious about this fight. He even felt that Uncle White wanted to kill him.

At last, Feng Xi had to treat this test seriously, too. In the meantime, that gust of wind already attacked him like a small tornado. Feng Xi, with his pupils contracting, suddenly remembered the Nine Rhyme Fists that the King taught him a few days ago.

The first movement of the Nine Rhyme Fists was called Moving the Wind. The key effect of this movement was that it was able to catch the trace of the wind and strike right in the center. What was more, the cultivator who could employ the art skillfully was even able to cause greater damage by using the counter-acting force. However, it required one to have good sight in order to utilize the art well, because the trace of the wind was very hard to catch. Therefore, being sharp-eyed was quite necessary.

Feng Xi might lack a lot of things, but as a boy who had been a master thief in his previous life, his eyesight was exactly his strong point.

At the time when King of the Netherworld taught him the first movement, it had only taken Feng Xi half a day to master Moving the Wind. Nonetheless, due to the difficulty of cultivating the secret force, Feng Xi could only employ the art at a shallow level. He still had to work on that secret force for a while in the future.

After Uncle White saw Feng Xi scattering the wind with a punch, he rushed to Feng Xi right away like a shooting arrow with the look on his face remaining the same. Then, with a gust of wind being aroused again, Uncle White raised his hand and targeted Feng Xi’s head this time.

Feng Xi didn’t dare to think what the consequence would be if his head was hit by Uncle White’s palm. So he took a few steps back and then suddenly dashed toward Uncle White. After that, he employed the the first movement of the Nine Rhyme Fists with no difficulty and tried to punch Uncle White’s chest with an overwhelming power as if he was about to tear the space apart. However, his fist was held by a clean hand one inch away from Uncle White’s chest.

Uncle White removed the force from Feng Xi’s punch easily and clenched his fist in order to grab Feng Xi’s hand. The latter reacted very fast by creating a layer of spiritual energy on his fist right away. After that, while a pressure which came from a gust of wind squeezed their hands, Feng Xi seized this chance to retreat at once. Then, he stood two meters away from Uncle White while staring at the latter with an alert look.

Right now, due to those fierce attacks Uncle White had launched, Feng Xi was already focused on the counterattack while the adorable and joyful look on his little face was replaced by seriousness.

This was the first time that Feng Xi got serious about something. He knew that Uncle White was not like his leader who would show mercy to him. Once when Feng Xi was caught sneaking out of the Heaven Peak Palace by Uncle White, the boy was punched by the old man violently and stayed in bed for two days, which showed how pitiless Uncle White was.

If Feng Xi’s buddies were here, they would be surprised to see the look on Feng Xi’s face, since it was the first time when this boy showed such a serious expression.

So, Uncle White was the perfect guy to play the villain!