In a crude and straightforward house halfway up the mountain of Red Reed Peak, Amadeus was casually cooking the Beast meat. He would sprinkle some salt, pepper, and other seasonings on it from time to time. This could also be considered a kind of relaxation. In the path of martial arts, excessive research would have an even worse effect. If one blindly goes on training bitterly, sometimes it would produce the opposite effect!
Just as Amadeus was meticulously cooking, he saw the door to the room be pushed open. After that, Atticus rushed in anxiously. His face was filled with joy, and he shouted from his mouth. . . .
"Amadeus, good news. Great news! Did you know that Numitor was beaten up badly? It was unbearable to look at. There was not a single part of his body that was intact. His face was swollen like a pig. His limbs are badly broken. I doubt whether he is able to ever practice martial arts, again. I think it would be a
problem for him to walk around like an average person. Awesome, this is awesome. . . "
While cheering, Atticus waved his fist in the air as if he was venting his anger, "Amadeus, did you not see that? The four of them carried him down the mountain. Along the way, his screams were like pigs being slaughtered. Coupled with his pig head, those who did not know would think that someone was killing pigs. . . "
Looking at Atticus, who was beaming with joy and shouting, Amadeus found it funny. How could Amadeus not know Numitor's misery after crippling him? In this life, Numitor would never be able to leave his bed. However, Amadeus was thinking about it in his heart. There was no apparent difference between real and fake. Sometimes, no one would believe the truth!
Numitor was a top expert who could make it into the top 20. Amadeus was a nobody at the end of the line. The difference between the two was like the difference between clouds and mud. Even though Amadeus had been eating Exotic Beast meat recently and his strength had improved a lot, there was still a massive difference between him and Numitor.
"En! It smells so good! Amadeus, this meat is almost ready! I'll go to the canteen now and get a few jars of good wine. Today, the two brothers must have a good drink no matter what. I've long disliked Numitor. He has bullied us quite a lot these days. Now, this is his retribution!"
"Good, good! Good! Atticus, let's drink to our heart's content tonight!" Amadeus laughed heartily. This matter was indeed worth celebrating.
As they are talking, a loud voice was heard,
"Amadeus, get the hell out here!!" A thunderous roar resounded throughout the entire Red Reed Peak.
"Ah, it's Marcus?"
Atticus, who was still in shock, suddenly changed his expression. He looked at Amadeus with a puzzled expression. He did not understand when Amadeus had offended Marcus. Vaguely, there was a trace of resentment in his heart. He had told Amadeus many times to be patient during this period and not provoke Marcus and his group. He wanted to prevent any accidents to Amadeus and prevent him from being expelled from the Sect because he couldn't pass the test. Amadeus, why are you still so impulsive!
"Marcus, are you finally here?" Amadeus's eyes lit up. All of this was within his expectations. As the saying goes, when beating a dog, you have to be wary of the dog's owner. He had crippled the number one lackey of Marcus, Numitor. This was slapping Marcus's face. It would be strange if Marcus could remain indifferent!
And this was exactly what Amadeus wanted. It would save him the trouble of looking for Marcus!
"Atticus, you can't blame me for this!" Amadeus looked at Atticus, feeling wronged. He turned around and walked out in significant strides!
"Amadeus, you little brute, I want you dead. Marcus, you must avenge me!" Numitor's voice was like the cry of a blood ape, filled with hatred.
Atticus, who had just come out with Amadeus, was stunned when he heard Numitor's cry. He was stunned. His friend, Amadeus, had injured Numitor. This... How is this possible?
Amadeus had the Exotic Beast meat to replenish his energy every day. The effect was several times greater than the Refreshing soup. Even so, Amadeus had only just broken through to the Second Layer. It was already challenging for him not to be eliminated. Compared to Numitor, who was a peak Third Empyrean martial artist, Amadeus was much weaker. Even if Amadeus launched a sneak attack on Numitor, he wouldn't be able to hurt him at all!
"I... I didn't hear it wrong, did I?. . Amadeus injured Numitor?"
Atticus couldn't believe it. The group of miscellaneous disciples who heard Marcus's roar was also stunned on the spot, their faces filled with disbelief.
Amadeus was the publicly acknowledged trash of Red Reed Peak. Numitor was the undisputed top twenty experts of the Red Reed Peak. One was in the sky and the other on the ground between the two. It was not an exaggeration to say that Numitor could beat Amadeus very severely with just one hand. It was so miserable that even his mother did not recognize him!
"Amadeus, you are insane to the extreme. No matter what, Numitor is your Senior. How can you do this to him? Do you still have a little bit of friendship in your eyes?" Marcus took a step forward and looked down at Amadeus. His face was filled with grief and anger as he spoke righteously.
"Pah! Marcus, don't you feel ashamed when you say this? All these years, at least 80 disciples have been injured by you and left the mountain gate, right? Do you have the right to tell me about the friendship between fellow disciples?"
Amadeus mercilessly revealed Marcus's true colors, and in front of so many fellow disciples, Marcus had utterly lost his face. He immediately flew into a rage out of humiliation and said, "Marcus, you know how to argue. You injured Numitor to such an extent, and you still have a reason? Do you think that no one will punish you?!!"
"You have so many reasons. You want to take revenge for Numitor. Coincidentally, I also have a score to settle with you. Use whatever you have! " Amadeus smiled coldly. A fierce light flashed in his eyes. Today, he was going to take revenge!
"Amadeus, how dare you speak to Marcus in such a way? Does he not want to live anymore?"
Those disciples widened their eyes. They looked at Amadeus as if they were looking at a monster. Marcus was the undisputed number one person in the Red Reed Peak. Even if he was placed among all the disciples of the Mithraea Warrior Sect who served as servants, he was still a top expert. He was not someone Numitor could compare with!
"Amadeus, don't be impulsive!" Atticus was secretly anxious. He wanted to go forward and pull Amadeus back. But before he could take a step forward, he saw Marcus's ferocious face and said, "Amadeus! If I don't beat you up, do you think my title 'Head of Red Reed Peak'' is just a decoration?!"
The next moment. . .
" Bang!!! " (SFX)
A loud sound erupted from Marcus's body!
The heavens were furious!
Thor roared!
"Rumble!" (SFX)
Marcus's aura crazily increased. In all directions, a demonic aura filled the air. Waves of air rolled and rolled like a tide. The disciples, who were servants watching the battle from all sides, retreated explosively, and sweat rained down like rain!
"It seems like Amadeus has completely infuriated Marcus this time!" "It's over! Amadeus is dead for sure!"