Patriarch Hu furrowed his brow and said sincerely that after admitting defeat at Changtian Martial Arts Hall, the overall situation was settled.
Even the martial hall that had a feud with Changtian Martial Arts Hall previously dared not speak up and could only silently accept this reality.
It was obvious to everyone that the Hu Family held the upper hand, sothing that no one could change. Yet, at this ti, a small martial hall stepped forward and challenged the Hu Family, which truly irritated him!
Patriarch Hu gave Zhao Ping’an a cold glance, "Are you saying that Dewei Martial Arts Hall still wants to fight us in three matches?"
"Winning three matches is all it takes; that’s the rule set by the Hu Family, and we are aware of it!" Zhao Ping’an spoke softly, "Since our Dewei Martial Arts Hall is independent, then, of course, we must accept the three matches."
"Good, that’s brave! Young man, you certainly have courage!" Patriarch Hu sneered, "If that’s the case, then we’ll humor you for three matches. Who will go first from your side?"
"No need for anyone else, I alone am enough," Zhao Ping’an walked straight out.
"You?" Patriarch Hu sized up Zhao Ping’an with a look of disbelief, wondering what could have emboldened him so much. Was he seeking death?
At that mont, the Hu Family fellow who had previously injured Fu Dewei ca next to Patriarch Hu and whispered sothing into his ear.
A cold glint flashed in Patriarch Hu’s eyes as he smirked, "It seems the calf does not fear the tiger. You were being disrespectful at Dewei Martial Arts Hall and insulted my Hu Family? It seems you must possess so real skill. Since that’s the case, let’s indulge you. Who from my Hu Family wishes to take the stage?"
The fellow stood to the side and imdiately responded, "I will do it myself!"
Patriarch Hu smiled with satisfaction, "Good, leave it to you then; don’t disappoint !"
Patriarch Hu gave the man a knowing look, implying that he should kill Zhao Ping’an outright, to set an example.
The man grinned ferociously, leapt onto the stage with a flip and sneered, "Kid, back at Dewei Martial Arts Hall, I already wanted to exchange a few moves with you. But there was not enough ti. To think the opportunity has arisen again. This ti, you won’t be so lucky. If you dare to step onto this stage, I will beat you to death right here and now!"
The venue erupted with noise as many in the crowd laughed uproariously.
These people had essentially given up resisting and accepted that in the future they would be part of the Hu Family’s forces. Therefore, many who were quick-witted had already begun to flatter, their jeers particularly vicious.
"This greenhorn turtle still dares to challenge the Hu Family, isn’t this just seeking death?"
"Isn’t that obvious? Once he’s on stage, he probably won’t even withstand a single move."
"This kid, not even at the Qi Cultivation Realm, yet dares to speak such arrogant words?"
"What Qi Cultivation, he is at the Foundation Establishnt Realm, the most basic realm."
"With that realm, once he gets on stage, do you think he’ll get killed by a single punch?"
"I bet he will at least be punched to tears!"
The ridicule was nonstop while on the side, Foo Qinglan angrily looked at Zhao Ping’an, "Hey, Zhao Ping’an, if you want to embarrass yourself, just do it on your own. Can you not drag our Dewei Martial Arts Hall into this? By doing this, how do you expect Siyuan to view ? Do you want Siyuan to think that the people from our Dewei Martial Arts Hall are all talk?"
Fu Dewei was limp all over, unable to utter a single word, only able to use his eyes to signal Zhao Ping’an not to go up.
Zhao Ping’an did not pay attention; he slowly walked out from his seat, step by step, toward the arena.
He was halfway there when suddenly, a bag of sunflower seed shells hit him.
Zhao Ping’an turned his head to look, only to see the Hu Family’s Spoiled Brat hugging Min’er arrogantly, laughing loudly, "Hey, kid, make sure you fight well. If you win, I’ll let this little beauty spend the night with you. Your girlfriend, I’ve already ’trained’ her thoroughly, skilled in all kinds of ’weapons.’ Especially her little mouth playing the jade flute, I guarantee you’d be in ecstasy. You’ve been after her for so long, you ought to have a taste, right?"
Laughter erupted from the crowd, while Min’er, with a shy face, playfully slapped the Hu Family’s Spoiled Brat, showing not the slightest anger. On the contrary, this made her feel that this was the man’s charm. After all, if a man isn’t bad, a woman will not love him, no?
Zhao Ping’an kept a calm expression, flicking the sunflower seed shells off his clothes, and continued to walk steadily onto the stage.
The crowd kept jeering, knowing that the man from the Hu Family made his entrance onto the platform so suavely. And Zhao Ping’an? Like an old man, taking one step at a ti, what was there to see in that?
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhao Ping’an stood before the Hu Family’s man. He bent slightly, cupped his fists, and said, "Please enlighten ..."
Before he could finish speaking, the man leaped up and pounced toward Zhao Ping’an like a lion hunting a rabbit. His hands turned to claws, aiming straight for Zhao Ping’an’s chest. He was confident that with this grasp, he could tear Zhao Ping’an apart, making him et his end with one move, showcasing his own strength!
Seeing the man’s ferocious montum, Zhao Ping’an actually felt panic. After all, he was just following Su Yang’s instructions; he didn’t have any real strength inside of him. Even facing this attack, he didn’t know how to resist!
Right at this critical mont, a Shadow Phantom suddenly soared from behind Zhao Ping’an.
"Throw a punch!" a voice rang in Zhao Ping’an’s ear.
Without overthinking, Zhao Ping’an threw a punch straight ahead, following the technique Fu Dewei had taught him.
The Shadow Phantom surged along with Zhao Ping’an’s fist, colliding with the man first.
Everyone only saw the man’s expression turn fierce, followed by Zhao Ping’an landing a punch on the man’s chest, sending him flying backwards. He broke through the arena’s railing and flew out for over a dozen ters, finally falling onto the spectator stands behind, coming to a stop.
Along the way, the man kept vomiting blood, and after hitting the ground, he continued to spew blood and his expression turned extrely ashen.
Everyone at the scene was dumbfounded, what on earth was happening?
This man from the Hu Family was not weak, but he couldn’t even withstand a single punch from Zhao Ping’an?
Witnessing the might of Zhao Ping’an’s punch, just how terrifying must the power of that punch have been?
This silent and unassuming Zhao Ping’an, how could he possess such formidable strength? Was this still soone from the Dewei Martial Arts Hall?
The crowd looked toward Fu Dewei, but Fu Dewei didn’t have that level of strength either, what exactly was going on?
And those who had been mocking Zhao Ping’an earlier were now gaping open-mouthed, at a loss for words.
The scene fell into a silence as still as death, and at this mont, the Shadow Phantom quickly dissipated, while Zhao Ping’an felt as if a powerful force had suddenly erged inside of him. The strength of this force was so overwhelming it nearly burst his body, pressing down on every part of him like it was being ground into.
With gritted teeth, Zhao Ping’an endured, recalling Su Yang’s words. This power ca at the expense of his body’s vitality. Probably, this was the process of his vitality being consud!
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