Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 13

The gate opened with a creak.

Darren arrived at the Chu Clan residence several hours later.

When he opened the door, he noticed that many people turned to watch him.

"Look! It's Darren! He has been missing for two months. I thought he had died."

"Yeah, he is still alive. But so what? The protection the elders promised him has expired. He will die sooner or later."

"That's hard to say now. Can you feel his aura? It's much stronger than before."

"You must be kidding me! Okay! Let's say you are right and that he has become stronger. However, he is still nothing in comparison to Mr. Evan and the other geniuses in our family."

They murmured among themselves about Darren scornfully. They all agreed that Darren was making a huge mistake by returning.

But Darren just ignored them. The Ilmen Sect would come to the Chu Clan for recruitment today, which provided him with an opportunity to prove himself.

Darren walked toward his courtyard.

As he stepped in front of the door, he heard a loud slap.

"Spill it! Where is the little asshole?"

"Hit her! Don't stop till she tells the truth!"

Darren trembled with anger when he heard the conversation. He regretted leaving his little sister at home when he journeyed to the Barren Wasteland to improve his cultivation base.

But his sister was included in the elders' protection. 'Who has the nerve to bully my sister?'

"Bang!"

One kick from Darren shattered the door. Then a tall man turned to him and glared at him.

"That's great! You're here now! I thought you would never return."

Darren recognized the tall man who had spoken to be Bob Lin, the butler of the Chu Clan. And the person who was standing beside Bob Lin was Darren's enemy, Evan.

"Ha-ha! Long time no see, my brother! If you had returned earlier, nothing would have happened to Belle. Where have you been hiding? Look at this poor girl! Oh, her face is bleeding. What if her pretty face is scarred because of this? What a pity that would be!" Evan was thrilled to see Darren. He finally had the chance to kill this loser now.

"Sons of bitches! Go to hell!" Darren widened his eyes as burning anger coursed through his body. When he saw what they had done to his only little sister, he could no longer control his fury.

"Catch him! He will regret returning. Soon, he will know that death is the only way to get rid of my torment. Get him now!" When Bob learned that Darren had killed his son, he began searching for Darren. Two months had passed, and yet, no one knew of Darren's whereabouts. All this while, he had been dreaming of tearing Darren to pieces.

"Darren! Run! Run away now! Don't worry about me!" Tears escaped from her eyes when Belle heard her brother's name. Although she had almost lost consciousness from the blows, her first instinct was to tell her brother to run and save himself.

Darren felt sorry for his little sister.

"Ah! All of you! Go to hell!"

Darren, who was now out of control, threw his fists at Bob's subordinates. Darren had summoned such tremendous power in each punch that he severely injured every enemy who was coming at him, with just one blow.

"How is this even possible? How could he be so strong now?" At once, Evan could feel something was strange.

Bob squinted at Darren when he noticed the change.

"Surround him. Attack him together! Kill him! Now!" Then Bob rushed toward Darren with his remaining subordinates. He was highly confident about this fight. After all, his cultivation base was at the eighth stage of the Primary Realm.

"Ha-ha!" Evan laughed with satisfaction. He was relieved to see that Bob, a strong cultivator of the eighth stage, was ready to join the fight.

But Evan was struck dumb with amazement by what happened in the next second.

As soon as Bob had rushed over, Darren threw a dozen successive fists at him. Bob was forced to take several steps back.

"What? What the hell?"

Evan froze when he saw this scene. 'How, how could this even be possible? Bob is at the eighth stage! How could Darren injure him?'

He could not believe what his eyes were seeing. 'Why is Darren so strong? Did he just defeat Bob, a cultivator at the eighth stage? What happened to him?'

While Evan was racking his brain for an explanation, he was greeted with a hard fist.

"Bang!"