Just for fun? Luo Chao rolled his eyes and said, "Wanxi, no matter what, would you be willing to hand over the shares of your company?"
Ning Wanxi nodded, "Hmm, I understand. Even if it ans fighting to the death, I won't let them defeat so easily!"
"That's the spirit!" Luo Chao said with a grin.
Ning Wanxi saw his playful deanor and thought to herself, if they switched places and he were her father's son, would he still be able to smile?
Thinking of this, Ning Wanxi glared at him fiercely and then, as cold as ice, said, "Mr. Yan, Mr. Wu, if you really want to forcibly acquire my company—please go ahead!"
Yan Nanping and Wu Xingbang trembled slightly, not expecting such resolve from a woman. At this mont, Wu Xingbang said coldly, "President Ning, are you sure?"
"Absolutely," Ning Wanxi sneered, "A starved cal is still bigger than a horse. I think you should consider how much you will lose by forcibly acquiring Tengyuan Group!"
After Ning Wanxi's harsh words, she stood up directly, and Luo Chao imdiately followed her lead. When they were about to exit, Wu Xingbang blocked the door with a murderous look in his eyes, "President Ning, Mr. Luo, let's talk on the hotel rooftop, where the wind is strong and may clear your minds. I believe you'll change your minds then."
The night was dark, and the wind high, a good ti for murder. Wu Xingbang had murderous intentions!
Luo Chao laughed, "Alright!"
Ning Wanxi's heart trembled as she tugged his sleeve, realizing that the chairman of Heaven and Earth Group was a master, and the prince of Southeast wasn't far behind. Against these two masters, she doubted their chances of winning.
Luo Chao whispered, "Wanxi, do you think the Hongn banquet is so delicious? Even if we don't go, they will make their move here. It's better to find a quiet place to have a proper fight."
Ning Wanxi bit her lips and said, "Hmm, that's the only way."
The night deepened, and the autumn wind howled fiercely. On the rooftop of the Crown Prince Hotel, the wind roared even louder. At this mont, Yan Nanping and Wu Xingbang stood up together with a cold, challenging gaze, wondering where Luo Chao got the courage to challenge them.
In fact, Crown Prince Yan Nanping and Wu Xingbang, the head of Fatigue Sect in Southeast City, had never collaborated before. But Tengyuan Group's sudden rise made them sense a formidable foe. Despite repeatedly employing underhanded tactics against Tengyuan Group, they had been ineffective.
The assassins sent by the Fatigue Sect had likely been slain by Luo Chao, three of the four young masters of Southeast had been humiliated by him, and even the plot to discredit Tengyuan Group's beauty drink was thwarted by Luo Chao, forcing the two to join forces.
Usually, the two were like water that didn't mix with each other—two major conglorates flourishing in Southeast City. Even though Governor Zhou knew of their black market dealings, he dared not move against them.
If these two conglorates fell, the entire Southeast City's economy would collapse, so even Governor Zhou, representing Beijing's Zhou Family, was powerless against them.
"Are you going to co at once or one by one?" Luo Chao, smoking, squinted slightly.
Yan Nanping and Wu Xingbang frowned imdiately, wondering if this brat was being too arrogant. Yan Nanping shouted angrily, "I alone can handle you!"
As the prized disciple of the Kongtong Sect's leader, Yan Nanping had always been a martial arts genius, undefeated against peers since childhood.
Boom! The sound of air splitting ca as Yan Nanping unleashed his aura, charging forward with extre speed, "Mountain Opening Palm!"
A fierce and domineering palm strike with trendous force—Luo Chao watched his swiftly moving figure and quickly deduced his attack direction, eting it with a palm strike of his own.
Boom! As their palms t, a deafening noise erupted. Yan Nanping was astonished that his technique could be so easily detected.
Yan Nanping was employing the Kongtong Sect's "Wind and Thunder Move" Lightweight Step Technique—still as a statue, swift as a lightning bolt, yet utterly ineffective against Luo Chao.
Wind and Thunder Move? A smirk curled up on Luo Chao's lips; he'd mastered this ages ago, finding it too diocre to even bother rembering.
Yan Nanping noticed his mocking grin, a smile implying that his martial skills were outdated!
How could he easily know what martial arts I used? Yan Nanping's heart pounded twice in alarm, unwilling to yield as he charged back with white energy surging through his hands, bringing unmatched force.
No wonder he's the prince of Southeast; he has cultivated Dantian True Qi, a strong practitioner! Luo Chao frowned, realizing he couldn't underestimate him.
With a dragon-like stride, Yan Nanping attacked, using shifting steps in soft skills, interchanging his legs with agility, executing the Kongtong Sect's advanced martial art, Dragon Form Technique!
Especially when Yan Nanping stomped forward, the wind arose, and a long whistle echoed from his chest. His clap resounded, forming a distant dragon's cry, as his True Qi swelled imnsely!
Yan Nanping's Dragon Form Fist targeted Luo Chao's throat and chest, creating an illusion that these were the focal points of his attack.
But Luo Chao, well aware of Dragon Form Fist's moves, wasn't fooled by the illusion. He stepped back, placing his hands at his sides, from which a tide-like surge of True Qi gushed forth.
A sound like a tiger's roar burst from his fist's wind, Tiger Form Fist!
Dragon and tiger clashed, neither yielding. Yan Nanping exerted full strength, hoping to win with one move, yet was shocked to find his feint detected by Luo Chao, who knew that his seemingly throat-focused technique actually aid for the abdon!
How could he know the Dragon Form Fist routine so thoroughly? Yan Nanping was bewildered!
Luo Chao's familiarity with the Hundred Schools Martial Arts was a crucial reason for his invincibility, embodying the truth that all martial arts must yield to pure speed!
Upon impact, Yan Nanping's expression changed, and his ears twitched intensely.
From within his ears, he distinctly heard the sounds of Luo Chao's finger joints exploding, as a fiercer True Qi surged from his dantian.
Yan Nanping's eyes filled with fear—how could soone so young cultivate such dense True Qi? Only an elder master like his teacher should reach this level, no?
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