"So fast!"
The mont Jiang Xinghai vanished, the old man with large earlobes tried to intercept him. But before he could even move, a slap had already landed on his companion's face.
"You arrogant brat, you're looking for death!"
The short, fat old man's face flushed red with anger. He snarled coldly, "No matter what Su Damao did wrong, you had no right to kill him! And now you dare to insult my brother? I'll tear you limb from limb!"
Before his words had even faded, he leaped forward.
His movents weren't fast, but every step and every punch resembled Tai Chi, perfectly channeling his Inner Strength into each attack and defense.
"You're not nearly enough to challenge ."
But no matter how the short, fat old man attacked, Jiang Xinghai was unfazed, easily neutralizing his assault in just two moves.
BAM!
With a single punch, the short, fat old man was sent flying. He landed on the ground, completely silent.
"This...!"
The other man, the tall, thin old man, was aghast. After rushing forward to check on his companion, he glared at Jiang Xinghai, his eyes blazing like fire. "You little bastard, you actually killed him!"
"Next, I'm going to eliminate you."
Jiang Xinghai walked forward, one hand behind his back, the other holding a cigarette. "What I can't stand most are people like you, who think you're so high and mighty. You look at everyone else like they're ants you can crush at will. Especially the three of you old geezers, who should know better than to co out and make a fool of yourselves."
"Insolent whelp!" The tall, thin old man couldn't bear to hear another word and lunged forward.
A short sword appeared in his hand.
He thrust the sword toward Jiang Xinghai's heart with astonishing speed and power.
Jiang Xinghai reacted instantly, blocking the tall, thin old man's attack with unstoppable force.
CRACK!
The short sword in the tall, thin old man's hand shattered. Jiang Xinghai had snapped it clean in two with just two fingers.
"You...!" The tall, thin old man's expression changed drastically.
He knew Jiang Xinghai was strong. He had thought his companion's one-punch death was just a result of carelessness. He never imagined their opponent would be *this* strong!
BAM!
Again, Jiang Xinghai threw a simple punch.
"No!!!"
As the tall, thin old man cried out in terror, the fist struck him, sending him flying with his limbs flailing.
After that, the tall, thin old man, too, fell silent.
Only the last man, the old man with large earlobes, remained. He couldn't help but gulp nervously.
'A monster!'
'Jiang Xinghai is a monster!'
'Such speed and explosive power... Even a Great Venerable can't withstand a single punch from him?'
'It's terrifying!'
"You, however, might be worth two punches. Co on." Jiang Xinghai stood just three ters away from the old man with large earlobes.
"Young friend, I am Yan Qingshan. I only ca here to congratulate the Shen Family on their rise. There's no need for us to harm our friendly relations," Yan Qingshan said, forcing a smile and bowing slightly.
If anyone who knew him had seen this, their jaws would have dropped.
One of the few Great Venerables of Central State was actually admitting defeat?
Of course, with two Great Venerables killed by Jiang Xinghai in quick succession, Yan Qingshan's fate would be no better if he insisted on fighting.
"Surrendering?" Jiang Xinghai's expression was icy.
Yan Qingshan nodded again. "That's right. I am willing to surrender. As they say, he who understands the tis is a wise man."
He couldn't resist patting himself on the back.
"If you're going to surrender, then you should have the attitude of soone who's surrendering," Jiang Xinghai said flatly.
'The attitude of soone who's surrendering?'
Yan Qingshan was an old man in his eighties. Having faced life and death many tis, he naturally understood what that ant.
THUD!
Without hesitation, he dropped to one knee and cupped his fists. "Sir, I sincerely surrender."
"So you've abandoned your so-called pride to kneel and surrender?" Jiang Xinghai looked down on Yan Qingshan.
Yan Qingshan didn't try to make excuses. "Yes. I am surrendering to save my life. But at the sa ti, I also wish to befriend you, Sir, and discuss the path of Martial Arts."
He had seen it clearly now.
His two companions were only slightly weaker than him, yet they were both dispatched with a single punch.
'If I don't surrender now, I'll surely lose my head!'
'There's no sha in surrendering to save your own life!'
「anwhile.」
In the Jizhou Grand Hotel.
Du Jingsong exclaid, "Three Great Venerables! Two killed with a single punch, and the last one is on his knees! Duke Jiang is truly a magnificent talent!"
Shen Zhengye and the others were naturally ecstatic.
Jiang Xinghai's power was simply on another level!
As for Shen Lingxue, a glimr shone in her beautiful eyes.
She had only given Jiang Xinghai sothing to look forward to, but she never expected him to actually steamroll everyone in his path.
'So tonight... do I really have to be the one to take the initiative?'
At the thought, a blush instantly spread across her lovely face.
Ever since those seven tis in one night, she had felt a persistent emptiness inside.
「At the sa ti.」
Jiang Xinghai had learned the purpose of Yan Qingshan's visit to Jizhou.
It turned out that Yan Qingshan and his two companions were all mbers of the Central State branch of the Martial Arts Association.
After hearing that the father and son pair, Wanyan Honglie and Wanyan Xiong, had been killed in battle last night, they had originally co to demand an explanation, only to run into him.
"Then what about Su Damao?" Jiang Xinghai asked again.
"Him..."
Yan Qingshan hesitated at this point, then looked up at Jiang Xinghai. "Sir, he was here representing the Central State Martial Arts Clans to declare war on the Jizhou Martial Arts Clans."
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