Fantasy: My Wife is the Empress, and Our Cute Kids Wreak Havoc in the Nine Provinces – Chapter 142

Chapter 142: Chu Chen: I’m Sorry, I Didn’t Expect You to Be This Weak

“Good, well hit.”

“Beat that scumbag to death.”

“Bastard, he scammed us, he deserves to be beaten to death.”

The numerous prodigies cheered, their words filled with hatred.

Now, their True Qi and spiritual power had been greatly depleted, their combat power greatly reduced. They were no longer qualified to compete for the Five Thunders Fruits. Their only hope was to see that brat beat Lei Wanjun, that scumbag, to death to vent their anger.

Chu Chen held the huge Five Thunders Tree upside down, descending above the big pit, stretching his neck, staring at the hole without blinking.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a figure carrying endless lightning soared into the sky.

“Damn brat, I’m going to kill you.”

Lei Wanjun’s angry voice resounded through the sky.

As one of the top five prodigies in the Nine Provinces, he could be said to be a true favored son of heaven, admired by everyone wherever he went.

Except for his defeats against the top three prodigies and his mixed results against the fourth, he had never lost to any other peer.

Therefore, in his heart, apart from those four, he never took any other peer prodigy seriously.

His main goal for this secret realm trip was the Five Thunders Fruits.

As long as he consumed the Five Thunders Fruits, he would have a ninety percent chance of breaking through to the Late Stage Martial Saint realm. At that time, he would be qualified to compete for the greatest opportunity.

With those four not present, he thought it was in the bag. He never expected two brats under five years old to appear, disrupt his plans, and steal the Five Thunders Fruits that were supposed to be his.

Now, he had even been beaten into the ground in public by that brat. His clothes were tattered, making him look like a beggar, extremely miserable.

The disparity in his heart and the physical injuries pushed his anger to the limit.

He even forgot the gap between himself and that brat. All he wanted was to kill that brat to restore his dignity as the fifth-ranked prodigy.

“Looks like he’s still in good shape.”

Hearing Lei Wanjun’s voice, Chu Chen muttered to himself. Then, he swung the Five Thunders Tree and smashed it down again.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Lei Wanjun, who had just flown out of the pit with a belly full of anger and seeking revenge, had no time to dodge. He was smashed down again, falling back into the pit even faster.

Boom!

The next moment, Lei Wanjun broke through the ground thirty feet away, surrounded by dazzling lightning.

“Ah! Damn brat, I’m going to…”

He let out a heaven-shaking roar, his killing intent soaring to the sky.

Bang!

However, before he could finish, Chu Chen had already flashed over, swinging the Five Thunders Tree down, smashing Lei Wanjun down once again.

He held the Five Thunders Tree upside down, his big round eyes scanning the ground, his mind fully open, monitoring the entire area.

Boom!

“Brat, I…”

The next moment, Lei Wanjun broke through the ground from another location. He only managed to say a few words before being smashed back down by Chu Chen, who arrived in an instant.

“Hehe, playing whack-a-mole? I haven’t played this game with Dad in a long time. I want to play too.”

At this moment, Chu Xin, who had finally gotten rid of the Thunder Beasts, flashed over, holding a big hammer in her hand, eager to try.

Chu Feng used to play whack-a-mole with them often, both to accompany his two children and to improve their reaction abilities.

“Then Big Sister, you play first. I’ll hold off those Thunder Beasts.”

Chu Chen gave the chance to play to his sister and charged towards the Thunder Beasts that were chasing them with the Five Thunders Tree.

These Thunder Beasts, which had been attacking Chu Xin crazily, seemed a little hesitant when facing Chu Chen, who was holding the Five Thunders Tree. They were obviously worried about hurting the Five Thunders Tree.

Chu Chen didn’t care about that. In his eyes, these Thunder Beasts were just a bunch of food to be grilled. He swung the Five Thunders Tree and charged into the Thunder Beast group, looking very majestic.

“Brat…”

Lei Wanjun broke through the ground again from another location.

“Groundhog, take my hammer.”

Chu Xin’s eyes lit up. She flashed over and swung the big hammer in her hand, smashing it down hard.

With another bang, Lei Wanjun screamed miserably and fell like a meteor.

“Hit!”

Chu Xin smiled, carrying the big hammer on her small shoulder, floating in mid-air, observing the entire area.

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After waiting for a while, Lei Wanjun soared into the sky from ninety feet away.

“He ran so far?”

Chu Xin threw the big hammer in her hand. The hammer tore through the void, appearing above Lei Wanjun in an instant.

“I… Ah!”

Lei Wanjun had just said one word when he was hit by the hammer.

Chu Xin sat cross-legged in the void, her small white hand forming a sword finger, waving it to control the hammer from a distance, smashing Lei Wanjun down each time he emerged from the ground.

Each time she hit him, she would count.

“10… 20… 100.”

Before she knew it, she had already counted to one hundred.

The prodigies who were meditating and recovering, hearing Lei Wanjun’s miserable screams and watching the fifth-ranked prodigy being smashed into the ground repeatedly, were all dumbfounded, their faces full of astonishment.

Although they hated Lei Wanjun to the bone, seeing the former fifth-ranked prodigy end up like this, they couldn’t feel much joy.

If the dignified fifth-ranked prodigy was so vulnerable in front of that brat, wouldn’t they be even worse off?

They had lived in vain for more than ten years, cultivated hard for more than ten years, yet they were inferior to a brat who looked less than five years old. This made them feel that cultivation was useless, and they might as well give up.

Lei Wanjun, who had been treated as a groundhog and beaten more than a hundred times, seemed to have finally gotten a clue. He stopped flying out.

A secret realm map, under his control, floated out of the pit unsteadily.

Chu Xin instinctively controlled the hammer to smash it, but halfway through, she realized it was a secret realm map and quickly stopped the hammer.

Her small body flashed, instantly appearing beside the map. She took the map, looked at it, and her big round eyes narrowed into small crescents. She said in a childish voice, “If you had taken out the map earlier, I wouldn’t have hit you.”

At this moment, Lei Wanjun crawled out of the pit. He didn’t dare to fly anymore.

As soon as he collapsed on the ground, he heard Chu Xin’s words and almost spat out blood in anger.

From the tenth time onwards, he had been trying to surrender, but he didn’t even have time to speak before being smashed down by a hammer.

Damn brat.

Lei Wanjun cursed Chu Xin in his heart, but on the surface, he couldn’t say a word. He lay on the ground, panting heavily.

At this moment, he was bruised and swollen, his clothes were tattered and stained with blood.

His messy hair and empty eyes, he no longer had the demeanor of a prodigy.

After resting for a while, Lei Wanjun got up from the ground. Looking at Chu Xin floating in mid-air, he asked weakly, “Can I go now?”

Chu Xin put the map into her Spatial Ring, looked down at Lei Wanjun on the ground, and said in a childish voice, “I have no objection, but…”

“But what?”

Lei Wanjun’s heart tightened, and he asked nervously.

“But you haven’t satisfied me yet.”

Chu Chen’s childish voice sounded.

Lei Wanjun looked up and saw Chu Chen flying over, holding the Five Thunders Tree upside down, followed by a large group of Thunder Beasts.

Various colored lightning bolts filled the air, shattering the rocks and trees in their path.

“Don’t come over here.”

Lei Wanjun was startled and shouted loudly, but it was too late.

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Chen had already appeared in front of him. The Thunder Beasts behind him also surrounded him. The lightning they carried spread out and struck Lei Wanjun.

With a series of miserable screams, Lei Wanjun, who had been struck into a black charcoal, fell straight down.

“Oh! I’m sorry, I didn’t expect you to be this weak now.”

Chu Chen’s apologetic voice sounded.