The School Beauty’s Super Rogue

Chapter 1279 - 1274: Xinmu’s Agony

Shadows of the staff sprang up from the ground, spreading out to cover almost everyone.

Under the sea of staff shadows, every Loose Cultivator was hit without distinction.

Bang bang bang bang!

One Loose Cultivator after another fell inside the shadows, heads cracked and bleeding, or writhing in pain.

Huang Li, as the number-one lackey, got it even worse—his face was beaten so swollen that when he went flying, a tooth even flew out. No one knew if the Monkey King did that on purpose.

Watching his men drop one by one, Duanmu Sa was completely dumbfounded.

For him to make a name for himself in the Jianghu, he clearly wasn’t lacking in ability or nerve.

But right now, he felt like a total idiot, a useless idiot beyond saving.

This monkey was that terrifying.

Why the hell did I provoke it?

It shouldn’t have been like this!

Just as Duanmu Sa was crying inside, the staff shadows rushed straight at him and slammed into his forehead.

Bang!

Duanmu Sa’s forehead exploded with pain, stars burst before his eyes, and the world spun around him.

In a daze, he saw the Monkey King’s furious face looming close, and he staggered back in panic. "You damn monkey, what are you—"

Bang!

This strike landed on Duanmu Sa’s chest, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "pfft" as his body was blasted backward.

The Monkey King flicked his staff up, smacking Duanmu Sa on the ankle. Duanmu Sa let out a miserable scream as his body was flung up and then crashed back to the ground—he’d actually been one-shotted!

"I... actually got... one-shotted... by this damned... monkey..."

Lying on the ground, Duanmu Sa was still trembling, completely unable to understand how it turned out like this.

"Squeak squeak!"

Looking down at Duanmu Sa on the ground, the Monkey King wore a proud expression, pointing at him as if expressing something.

Qin Hao strolled over grinning. After "listening," he pointed at Duanmu Sa and said, "My Brother Monkey says trash like you isn’t even worthy to lick his fur. Also, can you please train your Martial Arts properly? Fighting garbage like you is boring as hell for Brother Monkey."

"Pfft!"

Hearing that, Duanmu Sa tilted his head back and spat out another mouthful of blood in rage.

As the blood mist scattered, he pointed a trembling finger at Qin Hao and said bitterly, "Hiding behind a monkey... running your mouth... what kind of hero do you think you are..."

Qin Hao walked over smiling and casually stepped on Duanmu Sa’s wrist.

Under the stab of pain, Duanmu Sa screamed and his body twisted nonstop, but his wrist was firmly pinned down.

Qin Hao deliberately twisted his toes and playfully patted Duanmu Sa’s cheek. "Hero? You? Trash like you?"

His enemy was clearly right in front of him.

The treasure was clearly right in front of him.

If he couldn’t get it, fine—but he also had to suffer this kind of humiliation. That was what really crushed Duanmu Sa. Unable to bear it, his heart went dead; he shut his eyes and passed out on the spot.

"He fainted already?"

Qin Hao shook his head speechlessly. "And here I thought he had some spine. What a waste, can’t play with him any longer."

Helplessly turning away, he trotted over to the Monkey King, his proud face turning fawning as he gave a thumbs up. "Brother Monkey, you’re badass! Wherever Brother Monkey goes, no one can stand against you!"

"Squeak!"

The Monkey King looked very pleased, patted Qin Hao on the shoulder, then pointed toward the monkey troop.

"I’ll go untie the brothers right now!"

Qin Hao instantly understood and went with the Monkey King to the monkey troop.

On the ground, Xinmu’s face lit up with joy. "Qin Hao, where are they?"

Because of the trees blocking his view, he’d only heard the sounds of fighting inside.

As for the outcome, just seeing how full of energy Qin Hao looked was enough for him to guess.

He just didn’t know that all of this was thanks to the Monkey King.

Qin Hao said with a grin, "Why bother asking when you already know? That bunch is obviously finished."

"Badass!"

Xinmu praised him from the bottom of his heart, then urged, "Then hurry up and untie me."

"Hold up."

Qin Hao tossed out the words casually, walked past Xinmu, and started untying the monkeys first.

Seeing this, Xinmu froze, then, after realizing what was happening, his face flushed bright red with grievance. "Qin Hao! What’s that supposed to mean! You’re untying the monkeys but not me? In your eyes, am I not even as good as a monkey?"

He thought it was some grand, righteous declaration, but Qin Hao didn’t even look back. What he got instead was a slap from the Monkey King.

Smack!

The slap landed on his face; Xinmu cried out in pain and glared. The monkey in front of him was extremely handsome for a monkey, and its face had a very human-like look of disdain.

Xinmu was stunned and reflexively asked, "What gives you the right to hit me?"

"Squeak!"

The Monkey King folded his arms, full of arrogant pride.

"You mad because I called you names? But you really are monkeys!"

Xinmu blurted it out without thinking, and anger flashed across the Monkey King’s face. Another slap swung over.

Smack!

This time the strike was harder; Xinmu’s cheek swelled up, and now he was really pissed. He roared, "You damn thieving monkey, I’ll fuck your whole—"

Smack!

Another crisp slap, same method as before, but this time on the other cheek.

"Ah! I’m gonna kill you!" Xinmu was about to lose his mind; his whole face was swelling up.

He was at least a known figure in the Jianghu, and today he’d been humiliated here by a monkey. How was he supposed to show his face after this?

Yet no matter how he puffed himself up and tried to act fierce, all he got in return were more slaps from the Monkey King.

By the end, Xinmu’s lips were bleeding, and even his teeth were a little loose.

Finally, all his pride was shattered. He no longer had the guts to talk back.

Just then, Qin Hao walked over, rubbing his hands. "Huh, Brother Xinmu, what happened to your face?"

You motherfucker, aren’t you asking on purpose!

If it weren’t for that damned monkey you brought, would I be like this?

Xinmu roared with rage in his heart but didn’t dare show a hint of it on his face, which could only twist into a miserable expression.

Qin Hao pretended to reach out to untie him, and on the way he added, "Little Mumu, you know, in life it’s normal to suffer some losses now and then. But you have to remember: sometimes, suffering a loss is something you just have to accept. You must never think about revenge or anything... got it?"

Xinmu almost died from anger on the spot.

So you’re telling me I got slapped for nothing?

Like hell I will!

Xinmu nodded along on the surface, but in his heart he was already plotting revenge.

Qin Hao seemed not to notice Xinmu’s fake submission and finished untying the rope.

The moment the rope fell away, Xinmu sprang to his feet from the ground, face twisted with fury, hand raised as he lunged at the Monkey King. "You damn monkey! Take this—"

Before he could get the last word "die" out, the Monkey King lazily swung a slap that landed precisely on his forehead.

Bang!

Xinmu toppled to the ground, dizzy and seeing stars, feeling like his entire life had turned to ash.

Qin Hao shook his head helplessly. "Why bother? I already warned you..."

"Squeak squeak squeak!"

The troop of monkeys chattered as they ran over, crowding around the Monkey King and playing with him.

Seeing this scene, Qin Hao couldn’t help but feel a bit emotional.

After this battle, he’d finally gotten a clear sense of just how terrifying the Monkey King’s strength was.

So many people were like pawns in front of him; even the big lug Xinmu was easily tossed around.

This kind of crushing combat power was, in some respects, on par with the giant elephant.

But it made sense if you thought about it. The Immortal Peaches in that Shuilian Cave had great benefits for the body, and the Monkey King ate them every day. It was only natural that his body would become monstrously strong.