As soone suggested this, others joined in enthusiastically, strongly requesting Lin Tian to show off his skills.
Elder Zhou walked out with a smile on his face and said to Lin Tian, "Brother Lin, there are so many young people here today, it’s good for you to liven up the atmosphere a bit. After all, there’s a lion dance coming up later, so you could just add another performance to the ribbon-cutting ceremony."
"Right, Elder Zhou is correct, Master Lin is our idol, he needs to show us sothing." A young person chid in.
Lin Tian turned his head and saw it was Li Wenxuan stirring the pot—this guy was the type who enjoyed chaos. Moreover, his request made sense, given that many young people here were into racing cars, and Lin Tian truly was their idol.
"Forget it, he looks down on us, not willing to perform in our presence." A discordant voice suddenly cut through.
Lin Tian didn’t need to look to know it was Sun Decai speaking. The relationship between these two had evolved from brothers to enemies, to the point where it was irrevocably broken. Naturally, given Sun Decai’s temperant, he always felt that Lin Tian was not his equal and had an inherent sense of superiority.
Moreover, there were problems brewing between him and Qi Jing, who happened to be Lin Tian’s ex-girlfriend, which only added to his irritation and desire to see Lin Tian make a fool of himself in public.
Lin Tian turned around, casting a wicked smile in the direction of the clearly unhappy Sun Decai.
"Lin Tian, what are you planning? This is the opening ceremony, you can’t ss around." Seeing Lin Tian’s wicked smile, Sun Decai sensed trouble and hurriedly spoke out.
"Of course, this is Tianxue Jewelry’s ceremony, so I need a guest to cooperate with for my performance," Lin Tian said with a smile, then turned to the other guests and proposed, "How about it if we ask this classmate, Sun Decai, to assist in my demonstration, what do you say?"
"Great!" Regardless of whether they knew the grievance between the two, the crowd roared with approval.
"Lin Tian, you can’t force soone against their will." Bai Yuze stepped in to help Sun Decai out of the bind.
"Mr. Bai, he was the one who strongly requested it, how can it be against his will? Besides, as a grown man, surely he’s not more cowardly than a mouse. Or, perhaps Mr. Bai, you would like to assist ? I wouldn’t mind that either." Lin Tian said, looking at Bai Yuze with a teasing expression.
Bai Yuze was taken aback; he’d rather die than cooperate with Lin Tian, as no one could predict what might happen.
With no better option, he stuttered, "Well, I was just speaking off the cuff, don’t take it seriously, let’s have Sun Decai go ahead."
Sun Decai felt cornered and gave Bai Yuze a flickering look. It’s true that you can’t put too much trust in soone’s character, and now even such a trivial matter had revealed soone’s true colors to him.
A bunch of weaklings, Lin Tian sneered internally, but he maintained a composed deanor and said, "In the world of martial arts, no fort is impregnable, the only exception is speed. Speed is one of the most important advantages to overco the enemy, so I will demonstrate what speed is."
"But how will you perform it..." a scion of a family asked expectantly.
Yet before his words were finished, Lin Tian had moved. The crowd felt a breeze as Lin Tian vanished from his original spot, and just as they blinked in amazent, he reappeared in the sa place.
Only now, Lin Tian was holding a man’s leather belt in his hand.
"Did Master Lin just move?" soone asked in disbelief.
"He must have, I think I saw a shadow flash by, plus he now has a belt in his hand," another added.
"A belt? Damn, it can’t be my belt, right?" Another person exclaid, hastily lifting his clothes to check, and finding that the belt around his waist was still intact, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Ah... That, that Sun Decai’s pants have fallen down!" A female guest suddenly scread.
The scream made everyone look toward Sun Decai and indeed, his pants had slipped down to his knees, while the belt that was once on them had vanished without a trace.
Clearly, Lin Tian had unbuckled Sun Decai’s belt with extre speed, and his pants had fallen before he could even react.
Sun Decai also realized this horrifying fact and quickly bent over to pull up his pants, but the looks he got from the others were filled with mockery.
Even Mr. Bai, Bai Yuze, and Futian Shenyi quickly stepped aside, as if afraid that others would mistakenly think they knew him. What made Sun Decai want to spit blood was that Qi Jing actually lowered her head and stepped back as well, seemingly distancing herself from him.
"Lin Tian, what are you doing? Give back my belt!" Sun Decai roared in a mix of anger and embarrassnt. Being humiliated in such a setting would incense anyone.
Lin Tian pretended not to hear his words and said to himself, "Just now I demonstrated the importance of speed. I thank Sun Decai for his cooperation. Next, I will demonstrate strength. As the saying goes, ’raw power can overwhelm any technique.’ Strength is also one of the keys to defeating an opponent."
Having said this, he rolled up the belt in his hand, squeezed it, and a "crunching" noise sounded. When he spread his hand open, there was no longer a belt in Lin Tian’s hand, just a black ball.
A belt with its buckle had been crushed into a ball by Lin Tian, as easily as if he were kneading clay.
"This..." Everyone was shocked. The speed just now was already inconceivable, and now he had even compressed a belt and its tal buckle into a ball. This was the legendary "hold iron into mud"!
Sun Decai, who was about to continue his tirade, saw the ball in Lin Tian’s hand and was imdiately too scared to speak further. It was no joke—such a grip on a human being could crush them to pieces.
From atop another building, Li Yue asked, "Miss Luoxi, can you do ’hold iron into mud’?"
"Breaking steel is within the capabilities of an Ancient Martial Artist, but ’hold iron into mud’ is not sothing just anyone can do," Ning Luoxi replied indifferently.
"Sister, Lin Tian is so amazing. This is ’hold iron into mud,’ right? Can you do it, Sister?" Xiao Manxuan, watching Lin Tian with sparkling eyes, asked Miss almost at the sa ti.
Miss shook her head and spoke softly, "The prerequisite for ’hold iron into mud’ is that one’s body must be sturdy enough to withstand the force of the steel as it deforms, and the strength must be trendous. Both conditions are indispensable. I have enough strength, but my muscles and bones are not as robust as Lin Tian’s. I’m far behind. Perhaps, Ning Luoxi could do it."
"Sister Luoxi? Hmm, she is also very powerful. She was able to withstand Lin Tian’s punch. But Sister, your training is in the way of the sword. It has different characteristics, so it’s not comparable," Xiao Manxuan tilted her head and mused thoughtfully.
Though she wasn’t an Ancient Martial Artist herself, her talent was extraordinary, and she understood these principles very clearly.
"But Lin Tian is really naughty, taking off soone else’s pants like that, such a big pervert!" Xiao Manxuan then added.
"So, Xuanxuan, you’d better be careful with this little junior brother of mine, watch out or he might gobble you up one day, hehe," Zi Yan teased her from the side.
Lin Tian, with his sensitive hearing, almost knelt down when he overheard their conversation.
Goddammit, I pulled down a man’s pants, not a thing to do with a pervert, how do won even think... Lin Tian was speechless and felt more wronged than Dou’e herself.
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