EVIL SAMURAI IN CULTIVATION WORLD - Chapter 172

“Uh.. y-yeah..” In the end, Manuel could only succumb to his fears, and lied to Dayton Palmer. “We’re just chatting…” “…. I see,” Dayton Palmer nodded his head, as his cold and emotionless expression turned to that of a normal one.

The seniors all breathed a sigh of relief, but right when they thought the issue was over, Dayton Palmer took another step, and the tense atmosphere returned in an instant. “Such a shame,” Dayton said as he stretched out his hand. “I really thought you would have the courage to call for help.”

A bright light enveloped his palms, followed by the formation of a silver rapier in his hands. “Oh well,” Dayton grabbed the rapier and shrugged his shoulders. “Coward or not, I still plan on saving you.”

“W-Wait, wait, wait!” Realizing that the situation had gotten worse, Harry stepped forward with a flustered expression and tried to talk to Dayton Palmer, who looked like he was about to attack them. “D-Didn’t you hear him?” He pointed at Manuel and continued, “He said that we were just chatting! Did you perhaps hear him wrong?”

“Oh, I heard him perfectly..” Dayton said with the same cold expression as a bright blue flame began to dance around the silver rapier.

“So why on earth are you wielding your weapon?!” Harry screamed in frustration. He was furious. He didn’t know why the young man was not backing down, even after the supposed victim reassured him that nothing suspicious was going on.

“Why?” Dayton tilted his head and looked at Harry as though he was an idiot for even asking that question. “Of course, it’s because I don’t believe him.”

He then pointed his rapier at Manuel, who suddenly flinched in response and continued, “I think he’s being forced to lie. So I’m going to help him get out of this predicament.”

“So you’re just going to attack us based on your guess?!” Harry wanted to scream. This person was insane. He was making his decision simply based on his guesses, even if there was a risk of Manuel actually telling the truth.

“Oh, it’s not a guess. I can assure you that.” Dayton said as he stomped his foot on the ground, resulting in the earth shaking violently under his feet, forming a large crater underneath him as he stepped forward. “Let him go.” He said. “Right now!”

Harry felt his face burn when he heard Dayton Palmer’s words. “You might be a powerful cultivator, young man. But you do realise that you’re in the Royal Academy campus now, right? You still have to abide by the rules of our academy, and not get into fights. So how about you do us both a favor, step back and just let this go for once? Or do you honestly think that you can just do as you please wherever you go?” Harry shouted loudly, his voice echoing everywhere.

“Ahhhh! Screw this!” All of a sudden, a loud shout came from Linguini, as he stared at Dayton Palmer with anger and hatred in his eyes. “Why are we still talking with this lunatic?” He pointed at Dayton as said. “He’s just one person, and there are more than a dozen of us! Even of the two standing behind him joined hands, I’m confident that we can still beat them!”

Harry had an ugly frown on his face. He was trying so hard to avoid a fight, and yet here Linguini was, ruining everything at the very last second, just because he couldn’t keep it in.

He turned to Linguini to tell him to shut his mouth, but all of a sudden, before Harry could even react, a punch had landed right on Linguini’s face, sending him flying backwards, before crash landing on the ground with a loud noise!

“You are too noisy!” Lawrence was standing in the spot where Linguini previously stood, his black eyes scanning the surroundings. He let out a scoff and said, “If it is a fight that you desire, then it is a fight that you get!” He then spread both his arms wide, and said with a smile. “Come!”

“He took out Brother Linguini!”

“Insolent fool!”

“Get him brothers! Take this fool down and show him his rightful place!”

The seniors lost their cool as soon as they saw Linguini getting swatted away by Lawrence, and they all charged forward, aiming in the direction of Lawrence and Dayton Palmer while roaring loudly.

“Hold on a minute!” Clara screamed loudly at Lawrence and Dayton, who had positioned themselves into their combat stances, ready to fight. “Are we seriously planning on fighting them? Didn’t we just enter this academy one minute ago?”

Both Lawrence and Dayton didn’t answer her question, which just made her even more frustrated.

‘Oh, for god’s sake..’ She let out a heavy sigh. It seemed as though there was no stopping them.

“Wait, no! Don’t..” Harry, who wanted to avoid a direct confrontation as much as he could tried to persuade his fellow brothers to call off the attack, but to no avail. The seniors didn’t have a clear hierarchy among themselves, which meant that although there were people who seemed to have the qualities of a leader, there wasn’t one in reality. The only hierarchy that existed was between the juniors and the seniors.

“Ahhhh! F*ck this sh*t!” Frustrated that his plan didn’t work, Harry felt his blood boil. He couldn’t stop the fight. Not now. It was too late. And so, he gave up trying to stop it, and decided to join in.

BAM!

Roaring loudly at Dayton Palmer, Harry brandished both his arms, and all of a sudden, a bright red glow appeared on each of his palms, burning with intensity and radiating enormous amounts of spiritual energy before shooting out at Dayton.

“It’s the Crimson Fireball Technique!” Clara, who was standing behind Dayton Palmer shouted out loudly as soon as she saw the attack. It seemed like she was quite familiar with this move.

The Crimson Fireball Technique was an extremely powerful cultivation technique, despite how simple it looks. Although it looked like a normal fireball, the Crimson Fireball was quite different from similar techniques, exploding immediately with a large force as soon as it came into contact with an object. You have to be extremely careful while dealing with this sort of technique, especially if there were many of them, which would make it difficult to dodge.

However, Dayton Palmer’s expression was indifferent as he watched the crimson coloured fire orb fast approaching him with a terrifying speed.

WHAM!

All of a sudden, Dayton Palmer moved his silver rapier around in the air, and hundreds of blade lights that were beaming with a bright blue glow burst out forward, colliding with the crimson coloured flame orbs, obliterating them in an instant before heading towards their real target; the seniors!

“Look out!” Harry shouted loudly before immediately jumping out of the way in order to take cover, but the rest of the seniors who were quite late to react to the counterattack were sent flying into the air before smashing down into the ground with a loud noise.

“You piece of sh*t… You better not take this too far!” Christian, who was standing alongside Manuel, suddenly reacted with a loud shout, garnering the attention of Dayton Palmer, who looked at him with his indifferent gaze.

Christian placed his hand around Manuel’s shoulders once again, and screamed. “Do you know what you are doing? Do you know where you are right now? Are you sure that you’ll be able to face the repercussions of your actions?”

He stared at Dayton Palmer and waved his hand. “You think you’re so powerful, don’t you?” He said as his grip on Manuel’s shoulder increased. “Well too bad, because your power is nothing when it comes to the elders in our academy! You may be able to beat us, but do you really think that our master will just sit still after this incident? Huh?”

Dayton glanced at Christian silently.

Right then!

“Shut the hell up!” All of a sudden, the figure of Clara appeared behind Christian and swung her fist right at his spine.

BAM!

“What the-” Christian was caught off guard by the sudden attack that by the time he noticed the threat, her fists had already collided with his back, sending him flying into the air with a loud noise.

Dayton shifted his gaze towards Clara, who shrugged her shoulders in response. “Since it is too late to stop the fight, I can help you win quicker!”

Dayton nodded his head.

At the same time, a few miles away from the location of the fight.

“Well, well, well…” A young man stood on top of a tree branch, his eyes staring straight at the entrance of the academy. This man was, of course, Claude Rayforth, who was returning from his training platform to the academy main grounds.

He was using his enhanced senses to see the fight that was happening near the entrance, intrigued by the fact that Dayton Palmer was also involved in it.

“Dayton Palmer…” Claude whispered under his breath. “I wonder how powerful he’s gotten.”

Claude licked his lips. He really was itching to fight him!