"The first piece of justice is about the outcome of the competition."
"The second piece of justice is about the future that the Shang family owes my teacher."
"The third piece of justice is about you bullying the weak today."
Evan Lin spoke, laying out the three points in a few simple sentences. After a brief pause, he looked at Mason Shang: "All these pieces of justice will be settled today."
Clap clap clap!
Mason Shang clapped his hands and laughed, "Well said—settle them all at once!"
But what gives you the right to settle these matters of justice?
He spoke, his expression instantly turning vicious.
Evan Lin didn't respond, but Gavin Duan, who was behind him, stepped forward to stand in front of Evan.
With his powerful build and a face full of ferocity, Gavin Duan clenched his fist, pointed toward Mason Shang, and said—
"Come here and die!"
Gavin Duan's voice was low and bestial, like a wild animal that had stayed silent for ages and finally showed its fangs. His presence was overwhelming, pressing down on everyone.
Mason Shang narrowed his eyes, sizing up Gavin Duan, but couldn't sense a shred of inner force from him.
"You think being big means you can fight?"
Mason Shang stood up, his expression cold. "Today, I'll use my Pointing-to-Mystery Realm cultivation to kill you and offer your life as a sacrifice, so you learn there are consequences for reckless words!"
Pointing-to-Mystery Realm!
Mason Shang's words caused an uproar among those nearby.
Everyone in the hall stayed calm—they all knew Mason Shang was a fifth-grade Pointing-to-Mystery expert.
The people outside the hall cried out in shock, unable to contain their surprise.
"It's Pointing-to-Mystery!"
"Since he's Pointing-to-Mystery, that big guy is probably going to die horribly."
"Looks like the one who's going to suffer the most tonight is still that clueless brat who wants to be an immortal! Haha!"
The hall echoed with schadenfreude, voices full of gloating.
Helena Meng sat elegantly on the sofa, smiling as she spoke: "Mason, don't be too bloody—otherwise it might ruin the atmosphere."
"Beat him to death! First kill him, then cripple that Lin brat—not kill him, cripple him! Make him suffer for a lifetime!"
Maya Meng chimed in, gritting her teeth: "Just like he did to Zhaolin!"
Mason Shang glanced at Fourth Elder Rowe, who gave a slight nod. Only then did Mason step forward.
A surge of violent inner force exploded from his body.
"Petty riffraff—how dare you act so arrogant!"
Mason Shang laughed coldly. In a flash, he charged at Gavin Duan, inner force surging like a hurricane.
He wasn't as tall as Gavin Duan, but in Mason Shang's eyes, Gavin was nothing more than a punching bag—something he could crush with a flick of his wrist.
Hearing Mason's challenge, Gavin Duan swung his fist, ready to strike back.
"Too slow! Your speed is way too slow!"
Mason Shang's icy voice rang out—his fist moved even faster and hit even harder than anyone expected.
His punch, packed with massive strength and condensed inner force, slammed straight into Gavin Duan's neck with a thunderous crash.
Everyone watching felt a chill run down their own necks at the sight.
"That blow could probably blast the guy's head clean off!"
"That's brutal."
"No wonder the Shang family is the Shang family, and Pointing-to-Mystery is Pointing-to-Mystery! That big guy actually thought he could stop a chariot with a mantis arm?"
The crowd erupted in discussion.