Protagonist?Antagonist? I Reject Both

287  287:Wreaking Havoc[II]

Inside an ice house, a boy was currently sitting cross-legged with a deep frown etched on his face.

Currently, he was sitting in a lecture given by the master Meng Yun along with his two senior sisters Meng Qin and Yu Lan.

Meng Yun walked to and fro in the crystal hall giving lectures about the human body.

The disciples sat on a thatched platform listening attentively. At that time, her gaze fell on the disciple day dilling while sitting in the front.

In normal times, he would always be ogling at their figures but currently, he was so depressed that he didn't have the heart to look at them.

'What a troublesome time!'

Qin murmured, sighing heavily.

His business of selling Gu had been stopped because the Ice Crystal Sect searching for the preparator. He barely escaped the clutches by cutting the tail but his heart couldn't help but feel unease.

Unlike the people here who only want strength and remain confined here, he wants fame, fortune, and social status. He wants everyone to bow their heads when he appears and treat him with respect.

On top of that, he wants so much money that can make the rich second-generation of other countries jealous.

Fortunately, he found a way and was doing quite well until that fucking bitch appeared here for treatment and destroyed everything.

Never, ever had he imagined the possibility of someone managing to get past Gu's influence and appear here for treatment.

Thinking this, he gritted his teeth in anger.

'That bitch named Irina did no one told her that one shouldn't kick a person earning.' n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

'I swear I am gonna make her ravaged by the beast. I will make her my playthings and throw her to the streets to be ravaged by beggars.'

Just as he was lost in thoughts, a hand appeared and slammed on his forehead.

BANG!

"OUCH!"

Qin Lang squealed, holding his hands, and saw his beautiful master looking at him angrily.

"Qin Lang, stop letting your thoughts wander and listen to the lecture. What the hell are you doing here? You are a core disciple now whom even the Sect Master is keeping an eye on so maintain some decency."

"Junior brother is so smart and is a genius. He had already surpassed us in terms of medical skills."Meng Qin giggled with a teasing smile.

Qin Lang laughed bitterly, scratching his cheek.

The other disciples also nodded, casting a look of jealousy at Qin Lang.

"Just because he is smart he shouldn't be arrogant. There will always be mountains beyond mountains."Meng Yun snorted.

Yu Lan, who was watching the drama, remembered something and raised her hand, and spoke.

"Master, are you sure about that? The Younger brother will be 20 soon but he is already at the peak of Martial Lord. I think he can already defeat the Third Senior Sister Rebecca. Is there anyone who can be a monster like this?"

Meng Yun choked for a moment and glared at her fifth disciple carefully, and was about to speak when her head snapped towards the right and her gaze narrowed.

Before Qin Lang and others could even wonder what was going on, the whole ice building shook violently.

In the next instant, it was as though a comet had broken through into their house.

A thunderous explosion shattered the tranquility of their place, filling the air with a resounding boom as a figure burst through the stout icy walls with the force of a comet hurtling through the cosmos.

A side portion was entirely decimated and a haywire of snow flooded the place.

Seeing the appearance of the person, Qin Lang screamed"How the fuck he is here? Shouldn't he be dead?"

With his perception operating at full throttle, Leon's piercing golden glowing eyes instantly swept through the room, taking in every detail with heightened clarity.

There were multiple reactions.

To his right was the form of Meng Yun who just stood there shocked, unable to react.

To his left were Qin Lang's senior sister, Meng Qin, and their fellow disciple Yu Lan, whose expressions were the personification of shock as each of them was thrown back by the force of the explosion.

Behind them were many disciples who were scrambling away.

His eyes narrowed with a frown as he saw the string of letters.

Name:Meng Yun

Age:49

Cultivation:Martial King

The heroine of Qin Lang Story

Name:Meng Qin

Age:24

Cultivation:Martial Grandmaster

The Heroine of Qin Lang Story

Name:Yu Lan

Age:20

Cultivation:Martial Master

The Heroine of Qin Lang Story

Name:Qin Lang

Age:19

Cultivation:Martial Lord

Protagonist Template:Six Fairy Sisters and Master

All of these beauties were heroines. He expected Qin Lang to be already with a heroine, but he didn't expect him to follow the plot of several female heroines at once and it was following the Master having six senior sisters taking a junior brother to pluck them later.

However, Leon's gaze lingered only for a moment.

It didn't matter if they were good or not cause as long as they attacked him, he could follow his second rule of killing.

Then, Leon's gaze landed on the form of Qin Lang, whom he had come for.

Their gazes met, and it was as though everything that was initially slowed down to a crawl abruptly stopped.

It didn't even take a second; Leon saw it.

It had been brief, extremely so. But it could never escape Leon; the staggering amount of killing intent that passed through Qin Lang's gaze as he saw him.

It was proof that that bastard knew him.

Leon needed no other reason as this was more than enough.

It sounded as though the atmosphere tore, akin to the rapid-fire crackling of a bonfire punctuated by bursts of explosive energy.

The air parted with a sharp whooshing sound as Leon left behind a trail of sonic booms, his figure instantaneously appearing in front of Qin Lang.

It was as though the entirety of time slowed to a crawl as each of the disciples moved at a snail's pace.

The only one with any sort of clarity in the room was Leon.

None of the disciples had a chance to respond; none of them even had the chance for their brains to comprehend what was going on.

Leon was the only one currently moving, and with his incredible speed that left a huge crater where he had previously stood, his form appeared in front of Qin Lang like a phantom, his speed so fast that the air currents around his form became visible as they parted where he had just materialized, the desk in front of Qin Lang crumbling under the intense force.

Leon's right hand shot backward and unleashed a punch at Qin Lang in the next instant.

Qin Lang's instincts screamed and he tried to react but his body was unable to do so.

His punch landed with the weight of a meteorite, cratering Qin Lang's midsection with a bone-shaking crunch.

"KYAKKKKK!"

To Qin Lang, it felt as though a sledgehammer had collided with his body, his body leaning forward, the sheer force of the punch bending him at the waist, sending a world of pain throughout his form.

Blood spurted out like a fountain from his lips.

But Qin Lang didn't even have time to completely comprehend the pain as in the next instant Leon brought back his outstretched hand from the earlier punch.

His left hand ascended while his right descended, moving in unison like a kung fu master's fluid motions. Both of Leon's legs tensed, solidifying his stance.

Then, with a swift and precise motion, his right fist arced upward, delivering an uppercut of cataclysmic proportions at Qin Lang's outstretched head, the sound of knuckles meeting flesh echoing like a cannon blast.

Qin Lang's open mouth was instantly snapped shut, the sheer force radiating multiple miniature concentric circles around his head, brutally shattering his jaw and teeth.

A wave of force surged through Qin Lang's head, his feet lifting from the ground as if caught in the wake of a powerful explosion.

But Qin Lang had even less time to comprehend this new pain as in the next instant a spinning kick landed on his right cheek and then Leon held one of his legs.

With frightening strength, he yanked him down, dislocating his leg bone from the socket ,and punched his jaws.

BOOM!

Qin Lang's jaw exploded in a shower of blood and shattered teeth, the flat side of Leon's leg acting like a battering ram as it collided with Qin Lang's jaw.

The force of the impact shattered his remaining teeth like fragile glass, sending him hurtling to his left, hitting the wall of ice on the other side of the classroom with a sickening crunch.

It was then that the world regained its motion, and in turn, each of the disciples comprehended the events.

It went without saying that the reactions of all the disciples present were a sight to behold, many of their gazes darkening as their eyes narrowed into pinpricks.

All this destruction had been caused by him?

The disciples who had been sitting beside Qin Lang had long since created a significant distance away from Leon.

This had been before they even registered what was happening; it was a completely instinctual response that many of them were thanking their stars for.

They each brought out their weapons, each of their gazes fixed on Leon.