Back when Tang Xin was at his peak, he was only an Eight-star Martial Master, and this Tang Ming’s cultivation seed much lower than Tang Xin’s. But now, Sun Zhuangjia was truly a Nine-star Martial Master. If Tang Ming indeed was Tang Xin, there was no way he could be a match for Sun Zhuangjia with the strength of an Eight-star Martial Master.
"What’s going on?"
Everyone concerned about Tang Ming grew tense.
Due to the Qi bursting forth in the arena, the audience couldn’t see the specific situation clearly.
"Bang bang bang!"
There was another series of muffled sounds, followed by a silhouette flying out from the center of the battle, landing heavily on the ground.
"Is this what you call Nine-star Martial Master cultivation?"
Monts later, as the dust settled, an immaculate Tang Ming appeared before the crowd, looking disdainfully at Sun Zhuangjia who had fallen on the ground.
"Damn!"
Seeing this scene, everyone cursed in shock.
The Ming Group faction wore expressions of utter despair, while Lin Canghai and Su Xiaoxi were shocked yet elated, never in their wildest dreams expecting Tang Ming to send Sun Zhuangjia flying.
"This freak is getting more and more outrageous."
Fu Tianbao swallowed hard, a sense of foreboding creeping in.
Others of the Ming Group faction shared the sa ominous feeling.
When Tang Xin was rely an Eight-star Martial Master, he’d already turned their world upside down. If Sun Zhuangjia couldn’t handle this person, the Ming Group faction would lay in ruins.
"What... what is your cultivation level?"
Sun Zhuangjia staggered up from the ground, staring at Tang Ming in disbelief.
With his current strength, he found himself utterly powerless when facing Tang Ming head-on. Could it be that Tang Ming had also advanced to the level of a Nine-star Martial Master?
"I told you, I’m just a little bit stronger than you."
Tang Ming squinted his eyes, a murderous aura enveloping Sun Zhuangjia: "That was just an appetizer, next you’ll find it thrilling."
"I refuse to believe you’re also a Nine-star Martial Master."
Sun Zhuangjia roared, crossing his arms fiercely at his chest, causing his suit and shirt to shred into pieces, revealing his muscular physique—though there was a sunken footprint on his chest, looking particularly striking.
"Heh, you’re not so ga character, why are you following the trope of tearing your clothes in fights?"
Tang Ming mockingly jeered.
"I practice external martial arts, I was just careless and let you gain the upper hand, now I’m getting serious."
Sun Zhuangjia snorted coldly, calling forth his Gang Qi once more.
"Whoosh!"
As soon as Sun Zhuangjia summoned his Gang Qi, he saw a figure appear before him, with a shoe sole rapidly enlarging in his view.
"Ah!"
Before he could react, Tang Ming’s foot stomped onto his face, dispersing his just-summoned Gang Qi once again as his body flew backwards.
"Fight if you want to fight, no need for nonsense."
Tang Ming jeered, advancing swiftly, delivering a barrage of attacks to Sun Zhuangjia mid-air, sending him flying repeatedly.
"This can’t be real, can it?"
Everyone present was dumbfounded.
A Nine-star Martial Master!
Being treated like a ball by Tang Ming, continuously attacked in a manner defying all logic, was utterly terrifying.
Watching Sun Zhuangjia scream in agony, being kicked into the air by Tang Ming over and over, those present, knowing Sun Zhuangjia’s strength, were hard pressed to believe he would be the legendary Nine-star Martial Master.
"It’s over!"
Monts later, Long Aiyu lanted.
Previously, he had hoped Sun Zhuangjia could suppress the returning Tang Ming. But seeing the situation now, Sun Zhuangjia was clearly not Tang Ming’s match.
The thought that Tang Ming might now possess power beyond a Nine-star Martial Master sent a cold sweat down Long Aiyu’s back, regretting the Long Family’s prior attempts to curry favor with Sun Zhuangjia.
The Ming Group faction was even more despondent. Facing such a formidable Tang Ming, how could they ever contend?
"How is this possible?"
Li Wenmao’s mouth was agape, capable of fitting a fist inside.
Seeing Tang Ming not only recovered but strengthened to this degree after reappearing, Li Wenmao was filled with regret!
Once believing Tang Ming was dead and Tang Xin destroyed, Li Wenmao had opted to kick a man when he was down without hesitation. Now, with Tang Ming’s strong return, the Li Family’s dostic foundation might be unsalvageable.
Recalling Zhou Dafu’s earlier warnings, cold sweat trickled down Li Wenmao’s forehead. He decided in secret that once he could leave, he would promptly undertake two actions.
One was to request Li Wenxuan to plead for the Li Family, and the other was an imdiate return overseas—so terrifying.
Under everyone’s stupefied gazes, Sun Zhuangjia was attacked dozens of tis by Tang Ming continuously, eventually crashing to the ground, unable to rise again.
"How could this be? It’s an illusion, all of this is an illusion."
Sun Zhuangjia lay on the ground, face twisted and breath faint, muttering weakly.
Thinking that after leaving the psychiatric hospital, his Nine-star Martial Master strength could dominate the world, he hadn’t expected to be so easily defeated by Tang Ming, feeling utterly stifled.
"You rely train the hard skills of Iron Palm, far from a true Cross Training Martial Master."
Tang Ming stood before Sun Zhuangjia, looking down on him with disdain: "If you truly were a pure Cross Training Martial Master, it wouldn’t have been so easy for to deal with you."
"You, don’t get cocky, if you have the guts, kill ."
Sun Zhuangjia stared venomously at Tang Ming.
"Rest assured, I’ve made up my mind never to spare any enemy again."
Tang Ming smiled coldly, stomping hard on Sun Zhuangjia’s right knee.
"Crack!"
The sound of bone shattering pierced the air.
"Ah! My leg."
Sun Zhuangjia wailed miserably.
Hearing Sun Zhuangjia’s pig-like screams, the surrounding guests shivered with cold dread.
"Killing you would be too easy."
Tang Ming’s eyes glead with excitent, lifting his foot again to break Sun Zhuangjia’s other leg: "I want you to live a fate worse than death. With my skills, anyone I’ve crippled will absolutely have no chance of recovery. Prepare to live as a cripple for the rest of your life."
With that, Tang Ming rcilessly shattered Sun Zhuangjia’s arms as well, directly crushing the joints, leaving no possibility for recovery.
Witnessing Tang Ming’s ruthlessness, everyone held their breath, trembling.
Even Lin Canghai and the Su Family never anticipated that upon his return, Tang Ming would beco so rciless.
"Trash, if you have the guts, kill , just kill !"
Sun Zhuangjia, now pale, continuously cursed, knowing that even as a Nine-star Martial Master, having all four limbs crippled relegated him to being a cripple.
After erging from seclusion, relying on his Nine-star Martial Master cultivation had filled him with confidence for the future!
With enough ti, he believed he could lead the Sun Family to beco the foremost great family in the Imperial City, and he himself would beco a commanding figure in Martial Arts.
Yet now, having his limbs crippled, all those dreams beca impossible, sending Sun Zhuangjia into utter collapse due to the devastation.
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