Swallowing the Stars: Shocking! The Giant Axe Wants to Become My Apprentice

Chapter 99: Dad Slaps Son!

Chapter 99: Dad Slaps Son!

"What are those two doing? Are they flirting? Why aren't they fighting?"

"This is hilarious! These two hermaphrodites!"

"I never expected that Cai Guang was also a member of the Qianwu royal family. No wonder he has such strength."

"My goodness, no wonder the colorful light always gives me the feeling of a melancholy noble young master!"

The audience in the sky laughed. Many people could tell that the two were not as good as they seemed on the surface, and both were trying their best to be sarcastic and sarcastic.

"I didn't expect Simpson to be in District 55 too," Joe said coldly, as if remembering something.

Laura didn't say much, but her brows furrowed slightly. She knew that because of Joe, Clark had been targeted by Simpson a lot when he was a child, and now the World Zone had run into Simpson again.

"Thud—" Laura sighed inwardly.

Hopefully, Clark won't be discouraged by Simpson again. After all, he finally had some motivation to cultivate. Laura looked at Joe, and when she thought about how Clark came back to him when he was a child and confided in him, he ignored him and instead blamed Clark, which led to Clark becoming more and more depressed, Laura was furious and reached out to grab his waist.

"Are you crazy!"

Joe touched the flesh around his waist and subconsciously glared at Laura.

"Huh?" Laura glared back fiercely.

Pretending to be nonchalant, he turned to look at Clark and Simpson, thinking to himself, "Don't bother arguing with women."

"Once I break through to immortality, I'll see how I deal with you. Hmph—how did I ever marry such a tigress? Sigh, these past years have been truly unbearable; I have absolutely no status in the family."

Within the world zone.

Simpson chuckled, a cold glint in his eyes, but still smiled faintly, "Clark, haven't seen you in years, you've certainly gotten quite the sharp tongue—"

Clark sighed with a pitying expression, "Little Simpson, you've misunderstood me. I'm only doing this for your own good. Look at you, we were having a nice chat, and you're acting like an ingrate, betraying my good intentions..."

He was already used to Simpson's tendency to turn hostile when he couldn't win an argument, and he could say that he had improved by now, at least he hadn't resorted to violence.

"Back in the day, when you were little, you followed me around like a little shadow, always asking me to play house with you."

"Hehe, you weren't grown up back then, you didn't understand. I'm the older brother, I can't be your father—"

Clark was getting a little addicted. When he was out and about, with the domain lord Tos around, no one dared to argue with him.

The weak need no further explanation, but the strong generally care about their reputation and wouldn't argue with a mere mortal-level nobody. Moreover, the fact that Clark has a domain lord as his bodyguard is enough to show that Clark's background is not simple.

"Brother, of course I remember, I was deeply moved—" Simpson's lips twitched as he changed the subject:

"I won't chat with you anymore. After all, we're participating in the Genius Battle, and we need to prioritize. You seem to have improved a lot over the years. Let me, your younger brother, see how strong you are."

"Don't worry, we are both members of the Qianwu royal family and we are usually quite close. I won't kill you. You can ask me to stop whenever you want."

"Alright, you've been in the Qianwu Secret Realm for many years, let me see if you've improved, and I can give you some pointers while I'm at it!"

Although Clark spoke lightly, he took it very seriously, even more seriously than ever before, because he wanted to win this round and wash away years of shame.

Clark sheathed his sword and, to Simpson's puzzled look, took out a colorful ribbon, the very special weapon he had been practicing with—the Rainbow Ribbon!

Clark held the ribbon in both hands, one end shorter and the other longer, making it look like a whip for taming animals.

"Slap! Slap!"

Clark flicked the ribbons around, making a loud cracking sound, and said to Simpson, "Come on, my good son, let Daddy see how much you've grown over the years!"

"I think you're asking for trouble!"

Simpson bared his ferocious claws, his previous amiable demeanor completely gone, and he resembled a beast unleashed from its cage!

He had never been so humiliated! Especially by Clark, the little sheep who used to be so meek and submissive in front of him, afraid of being discovered!

He had originally planned to teach Clark a lesson and then let him go out of consideration for their shared royal status, but now he just wanted to give him a good beating and then kill him without mercy.

"boom!"

Simpson was radiating a fiery red light, with fluctuations of the law of fire emanating from him, clearly a super genius who had crossed the threshold of understanding the laws of fire!

"Very good, very impressive!"

Clark's heart was heavy, but on the surface he appeared nonchalant, flicking the colorful ribbon and then pointing it at Simpson, saying, "Over here, over here—"

At this moment, Clark was like a seasoned animal trainer, directing Simpson as if he would be whipped if Simpson disobeyed!

"Heh heh—" Simpson laughed in exasperation.

"Come here, or I'll slap you!" Clark Cai Ling said, her eyes serious as she slapped the glass.

The audience in the sky were practically laughing their heads off.

"Damn, these two are geniuses!"

"Are they really royalty? If they weren't so incompatible, I'd definitely say something, haha."

"This is brilliant! Tired of watching fights? Seeing two great Onmyoji clash is quite entertaining!"

"Wow, don't you guys have a feeling that Clark's main weapon is very likely the Rainbow Silk?"

"Outrageous! A grown man using a colorful ribbon as a weapon, haha—"

There were rational people in the audience, but Clark's clever approach made most people feel that he was like a beast tamer, ignoring the fact that Cai Ling was almost always a weapon used by women.

"This unfilial son! He's utterly disgraceful!" Qiao's eyes widened in fury. How could a grown man use a colorful ribbon as a weapon!

"Hehe, isn't this training Simpson?" Clark's mother, Laura, chuckled, finding it quite amusing.

He felt that his precious son had really changed!

In the past, he would never have dared to act so calmly in front of Simpson, but now he was simply being unscrupulous and taking advantage of his kindness.

Look at this Simpson, he's become my son's tamed beast, goose goose goose...

"Come here, come here!"

Clark waved his colorful ribbon: "Baby, if you don't behave, I'll spank you!"

Clark has completely let loose!

As a top genius who had crossed the threshold of the laws in the Qianwu Secret Realm, and who came from the royal family since childhood, Simpson had always had a smooth life and had never suffered such humiliation.

"drink!"

His eyes were bloodshot, his face contorted, and even a fool could see the brutality in his heart. He transformed into a streak of fiery red light and charged toward Simpson, his longsword imbued with a lifetime of rage, solely to wash away the shame in his heart.

"Good girl! So obedient!"

Clark didn't have time to speak, but the exchange of thoughts was lightning fast.

Clark's body flashed with golden light, and his figure quickly retreated to avoid the attack, but the "whip" in his hand did not stop, and quickly lashed out at Simpson.

One lash, two lashes, three lashes —

In just a moment, dozens or even hundreds of lashes were unleashed!

At this moment, Simpson truly seemed to have become Clark's tamed beast, being punished for disobeying.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The ribbon struck Simpson's longsword, producing a sharp, metallic whistling sound. The seemingly soft ribbon possessed a hardness comparable to that of a Force weapon!

"What a bizarre power!"

Simpson's furious heart was somewhat sobered up. He felt a strange sensation of being stuck every time he blocked Clark's colorful ribbon attacks, as if he were sinking into a quagmire.

This force was actually acting on his arm that was gripping the longsword, making his arm feel like it couldn't bear it.

"Little brother, you still need to practice!"

Clark spun Simpson around like a top, shouting all the while.

Simpson flew into a rage again, his aura surging, his fiery red domain and law fluctuations seemingly setting the air ablaze.

The longsword in his hand, which had completely transformed into a fiery red color, condensed again at this moment, no longer burning, but resembling a fiery rainbow.

"call out!"

Ignoring Clark's attack, Simpson, thinking of trading blows, shot out, his solidified, fiery red sword tip piercing straight at Clark.

Shewei's sword strike is a matter of life or death!

However, at that moment, he felt as if his right ankle was entangled by vines, and then he was suddenly pulled, and his body was thrown out.

"Boom boom boom!"

It smashed through several store walls with a B9 hardness in succession!

"puff!"

Simpson coughed up a mouthful of blood, but before he could recover, he felt a pulling force under his feet.

Clark yanked Simpson out of the store, flung him high into the air, and then slammed him to the ground!

"boom!"

Simpson lay on the ground, his eyes glazed over, his consciousness momentarily blurred, demonstrating the force of the blow.

"Will you listen to me? Will you listen to me? I'll teach you to disobey—"

Clark's face turned serious, like an old father whipping his son with Seven Wolves. Cai Ling was used as a "whip" and whipped out a phantom!

One lash, two lashes, three lashes—in the blink of an eye, hundreds of lashes were unleashed! Even a certain master was ashamed of his own inferiority.

Such a high frequency of attacks has actually diminished their effectiveness.

But for Simpson, lying on the ground, especially as he vaguely thought of the countless spectators in the sky, "Let them perish, I'm tired—"