Chapter 444: Chapter 444 Master Zhu
Tang Zhen was already furious beyond control. He stepped forward, pointed at Cheng Jiaming, and said, “Less nonsense, quickly release Miss Liu from the steel cage!”
As a grandmaster practitioner, Tang Zhen’s shout was full of montum, shaking the entire venue. It not only startled Cheng Jiaming but also silenced the cheering and whistling audience on the stands.
Cheng Jiaming ca to his senses, looked at Tang Zhen in his Zhongshan suit with graying hair, and sneered, “Where did this old man co from? Why isn’t he staying in the nursing ho and instead shouting in the fighting arena? Trying to scare ?”
The audience burst into laughter upon hearing Cheng Jiaming’s words.
Tang Zhen frowned, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes. As a grandmaster, even wealthy and powerful families treated him with great esteem, yet Cheng Jiaming told him he should be in a nursing ho.
The mocking laughter from the audience also angered Tang Zhen.
Swish.
The next mont, Tang Zhen moved as swiftly as a ghost, leaving afterimages in his wake.
The clear, crisp sound of a slap was heard, followed by Cheng Jiaming’s scream as four or five teeth, accompanied by blood, flew out.
Tang Zhen had already returned to his original position, the exchange taking less than a breath’s ti. It even felt as if Tang Zhen hadn’t moved at all.
The entire audience hadn’t even seen how Tang Zhen struck, and half of Cheng Jiaming’s face was already swollen like a pig’s head, red and swollen, blood at the corners of his mouth, missing several teeth.
This left the whole audience unable to laugh any longer, now realizing that this old man wasn’t soone from a nursing ho but a frighteningly skilled martial artist.
Cheng Jiaming was also left bewildered by Tang Zhen’s strike, holding his face and looking towards Wen Xiaojun for help.
Wen Xiaojun remained calm, seemingly unaffected by Tang Zhen’s display of skill.
“Jiaming, you should go and stop the bleeding first,” Wen Xiaojun told Cheng Jiaming.
Cheng Jiaming, indeed in pain, nodded and left through a nearby safety passage door.
Wen Xiaojun stood up from his chair, stepped onto the fighting arena, looked at Lin Fei, and his lips curved into a slight smile, “Lin Fei, you’ve finally arrived!”
Lin Fei also stepped into the arena, looked at Wen Xiaojun, and said, “You wanted here just to get revenge, didn’t you? Go ahead, what do you want?”
“It’s simple, we’ll have a boxing match. If you win, you can take Liu Wei away. If you lose, you’ll cripple your martial arts and your hands,” Wen Xiaojun said coldly.
He demanded Lin Fei cripple his hands because Lin Fei’s dical skills were too high, and without his hands, Lin Fei wouldn’t be able to perform his advanced dical techniques.
He intended to turn Lin Fei into a cripple.
“Such a cruel young man!” Tang Zhen said, standing in front of Lin Fei with an angry face, looking at Wen Xiaojun. “With such malice, aren’t you afraid of retribution?”
“I wonder how to address this old gentleman?” Wen Xiaojun looked at Tang Zhen and spoke calmly.
Tang Zhen replied in a powerful voice, “I am Tang Zhen.”
“Tang Zhen!” Wen Xiaojun’s eyes flashed with surprise, and a bit unexpectedly, he said, “So you’re the grandmaster protecting the Zheng family.”
Although Wen Xiaojun had seen Tang Zhen’s impressive skills when he taught Cheng Jiaming a lesson, he didn’t expect Tang Zhen to be the well-known, mysterious grandmaster at the Zheng family.
He quickly figured it out and said to Tang Zhen, “So you ca here to protect Lin Fei?”
Tang Zhen replied, “That’s right. This ti, I’ve co not only to protect Young Master Lin but also to take Miss Liu back.”
Wen Xiaojun glanced at the man with long hair, high cheekbones, and deep-set eyes seated gracefully on the chair, and said to Tang Zhen, “Then you’ll have to defeat and Master Zhu Liu.”
Lin Fei noticed that the man with long hair and a strong aura likely had strength equal to Tang Zhen’s.
He was likely a grandmaster as well.
It seed that this person was invited by Wen Xiaojun to join forces against him.
“Very well, today I, Tang, shall witness your martial arts,” Tang Zhen looked at Wen Xiaojun and the long-haired Master Zhu Liu, without any trace of fear.
“Old man, to deal with you, I’m enough by myself, let alone needing two people,” Master Zhu Liu said as he looked at Tang Zhen with a mocking glint in his cold eyes, still seated in the chair.
Next, he stood up from the chair, and a powerful aura imdiately exploded from him.
Swish.
His shadow darted and appeared within two or three ters in front of Tang Zhen.
The powerful and cold aura from Master Zhu Liu made his hair and clothes flutter without wind, exuding his own might.
Tang Zhen’s expression turned serious; he had realized that Master Zhu Liu was a formidable opponent.
“Master Zhu, I leave this old gentleman to you,” Wen Xiaojun said as he looked at Master Zhu Liu.
“Don’t worry, Young Master Wen, leave this old fellow to ,” Master Zhu Liu replied to Wen Xiaojun with a confident smile on his face.
Anger flashed in Tang Zhen’s eyes. Not only did Master Zhu Liu repeatedly call him an old fellow, but he also completely disregarded him, which greatly angered Tang Zhen.
“Arrogant!” Tang Zhen let out a cold snort, swish, and his palm struck towards Master Zhu Liu. The shadow of his palm multiplied in an instant, as if dozens of palms attacked together.
Master Zhu Liu’s eyes flashed with a cold light, a sneer escaping his lips, “Old fellow, tired of living!”
Imdiately, his shadow advanced rather than retreated, swiftly shooting towards Tang Zhen.
In an instant, Master Zhu Liu and Tang Zhen engaged in a fierce battle on the fighting stage, with palm shadows flying, the inner qi of grandmasters swirling around like a violent storm. The attack’s power shook the air.
The audience was left speechless by this, wondering if this was the usual fighting competition they witnessed.
This was more like a battle of deities, terrifying as if the earth and sky were shaking. If they were to be hit, they’d surely be in trouble.
The hearts of all the viewers were filled with unease, no longer excited or thrilled like before; Tang Zhen and Master Zhu Liu’s martial skills were terrifying.
They dared not move, fearing they might be mistakenly hit by the battling Tang Zhen and Master Zhu Liu, and had no choice but to watch hard-headedly from their seats.
On the stage, Tang Zhen and Master Zhu Liu were battling fiercely, while Lin Fei and Wen Xiaojun seed oblivious, their eyes locked onto one another.
“Lin Fei, last ti you defeated all the martial artists and the Arican champion here, ruining our Golden Dragon Group’s event. Since then, I wanted to have a boxing match with you,” Wen Xiaojun said coldly as he looked at Lin Fei.
Lin Fei thought of Wen Xiaojun’s plot to harm Liu Xuan and fra him, turning him into a murderer, extrely sinister and vicious.
Lin Fei’s expression turned icy cold as he spoke each word, “Then today, as you wish.”
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