Chapter 2: Martial arts pavilion

Le and Tyron went a while to the pavilion, and when they stood in front of it, they were pretty disappointed.

'50 Body-tempering cultivator 10 Martial-king and only two martial emperor cultivator.'' Tyron sighed and wanted to go.

"Come on, bro, don't be so disappointed. We may have a sect but no disciples, so may we can find some talented disciples!" Le tried to persuade him.

"You right, but it's disappointing, but I'm curious here's no heaven cultivator. How can they be in the body's tempering realm?" Tyron asked in curiosity

"Well, that's not our game. May those cultivators don't have those stages and begin at the Body-tempering stage and sword-disciple realm." Le responded.

"Well, let's take a look," Tyron said and wanted to walk in, but he tried to walk in, two guards blocked the way.

"Can I see your badge?" One guard asked.

"I don't have one. I thought it's a pavilion, and everyone can join." Tyron responded.

"You brat, you dare to make fun of the martial pavilion ?" The guards went mad and grabbed Tyron by his robe.

"Oh, oh, you guys are done for," Le said while he witnessed the scene.

"You guys dared to touch me? I'll give you 10 seconds to kneel and beg for forgiveness." Tyron commanded, his voice became deep and way scarier; the anger inside him was at his limit.

Tyron always had a bad temper, even in the real world. He was still messing with other people if they didn't respect him. So Le knew what would happen if they won't kneel. Tyron was a cultivator and not only a little fish. Le and Tyron were the strongest beings in their new world.

"Yo, if you guys don't kneel soon, your family won't exist anymore, haha," Le joked, even if he was laughing; he knew that Tyron would be able to wipe the whole city out in one breathe.

"You brat, you think you can threaten us?" The guards thought and released their power.

"Martial kings, how cute," Tyron said and slapped them.

BOOOM

"WHO DARE TO ATTACK THE PAVILLION?" An older man appeared in front of Tyron and Le.

"You guys? You brats, you dare to provoke this older man?" The older man asked them and released a terrifying power.

"A Martial emperor cool," Tyron said calmly

"Brat, if you kneel, I shall forgive you," The old man commanded.

'Oh dang, this pavilion, if done for' Le, thought and put an array on to protect the outsiders who did nothing. Le was always someone who wanted justice and someone who would never insult an innocent person. His temper wasn't too bad as Tyron's, but if someone would dare to harm his lovely ones, people had to pay.

"On old man, tell me who you are," Tyron commanded.

"Elder Zhou Hu of the Laohu Wushu sect (Tiger martial arts sect), you shall know who killed you!" The older man said and attacked.

"Tiger fist."

The older man attacked, and a big fist formed of his Qi and slammed Tyron.

BOOOOOM

"Pff just an arrogant brat." The older man said and went back.

"Old man, this attack was fun and healthy if you were a Martial God, but you're unqualified to have such a martial art. I shall let you alive, and if you show me where your sect is, I shall forgive you." Tyron commanded and released the aura of the martial-dominator realm.

'D...Dominator realm'

"Senior, forgive me for being so stubborn!" The older man kneeled and begged for forgiveness.

'This mysterious young man in several times stronger than our grand elder and two times more potent than our sect master...' The older man thought and regretted to offend such a being.

"Old man, I'm glad that you're not so stubborn and now show me your sect, or otherwise, I shall wipe out this pavilion." Tyron smiled.

'I'm glad that he's not such a cliche dude who said," This is a cheap trick" God dang may some manhuas are only exaggerating.' Tyron thought

"Yes! YES! This older man will follow your commands!" Zhou Hu was still kneeling and worried about his life and that of his family.

"Well, let's fly then," Tyron said and looked to Le.

"Yeah, I'm bored," Le responded.

"Senior, it's three days, and even if we fly, it takes one day." Zhou Hu explained.

"We'll be there in some minutes, come," Tyron said and released his spirit.

'B. Blue phoenix he can even summon his martial spirit that means he's at least a martial monarch..' Zhou Hu thought, and his whole body began to tumble just if the thought that the man in front of him could be a higher realm than the martial monarch.

"Le, come on!" Tyron commanded.

"Pfff impatient as ever." Le thought and released his martial spirit.

'Dragon spirit! Who are these seniors?! Even if all cultivators in the continent would fight against them, all of them were just mere ants.." Zhou Hu felt helpless in front if he were two deities compared to the ancestor of the Rongyao continent.

"Seniors, the sect is at the Longhu mountains in the west of the continent. An array protects the sect, so it's hard to find it, but I can open the array with my badge!" Zhou Hu explained.

"Well then you shall come with us. We don't want to settle a war, but if your sect disrespects us, we won't show any mercy." Le explained with a smile.

"Y. Yes! Of course!" Zhou Hu trembled. He has to contact the sect as fast as he can. He couldn't afford to provoke Le and Tyron.

"Old man, just so by the way, we have a particular reason to see your sect." Tyron explained.

'Bro, what did you just planned now?' Le thought in silence.

"Senior, what is your intention to visit our sect?" Zhou Hu asked in curiosity.

'Maybe they want to rob us? Or just kill random? Dammit! Why did I just enrage such deities?!' Zhou Hu thought? He couldn't imagine and was paranoid about what would happen.

"Well, we're seeking disciples for our sect." Tyron responded.

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