Peerless Martial Expert in the City
Chapter 662 - 658 It’s getting a bit boring now

Chapter 662: Chapter 658 It’s getting a bit boring now

(Here’s the second update!)

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Chapter 658: It’s Getting a Bit Boring

"Really? Then I’ll just wait and see what kind of price Master Zhang wants me to pay."

Watching Zhang Fang’s eyes, which seemed ready to spurt fire, and his footsteps advancing toward him step by step, a hint of scorn flashed in Xiao Yi’s eyes, and the teasing expression at the corner of his mouth became even richer.

"Bang!"

Zhang Fang completely lost it, so angry that he had utterly lost his reason. He forgot to think that a seemingly serene young man, how could he subdue his security guards, how dare he, and how could he remain so calm and composed, so effortlessly at ease, revealing such a relaxed expression, and even dared to mock him like this, at the moment when his full aura was unleashed.

He didn’t want to say another word; the only thought in his mind was to thoroughly deal with this kid, to smash his detestable pretty boy face and see if he could still smile!

When he was less than a meter away from Xiao Yi, his figure suddenly exploded, turning into lightning, and without any holding back, concentrated all of his strength into his palm, using it like a knife to fiercely exert his full power and chop down toward Xiao Yi.

Without a doubt, even the man next to him who had no knowledge of the martial path could feel the power of that palm, and what the consequences would be if it were to hit.

The man was scared stiff, his eyes completely clouded. He never imagined that such fantastical martial arts could exist in this world. If he didn’t know they weren’t filming a movie scene, he almost thought there would be a sound effect playing at the side, as that palm came down with such a strong whistle of wind!

Moreover, the one making this whistling sound was his boss, Master Zhang!

Xiao Yi watched the palm striking toward him, his body without the slightest movement, just standing there quietly, but his eyes gradually narrowed tighter and tighter until they were nearly closed to slits.

This kid, he’s actually not dodging?

He’s simply courting death!

With this palm strike of his, even the toughest granite would split into two!

Let alone his flesh and blood body!

In the corner of Zhang Fang’s eyes, a cruel sneer emerged.

The man next to him also noticed Xiao Yi standing still without moving, and the whole person couldn’t help breaking out in a cold sweat. This young man, he actually isn’t dodging! It’s over, it’s over, with such a formidable momentum in this palm, if it hits him, won’t it be instant death?

At the moment when the palm was about to hit Xiao Yi, the man finally couldn’t bear to look anymore and closed his eyes, unable to witness the grisly sight of someone being killed on the spot.

And just at the instant his eyes closed, Xiao Yi, who had not moved at all, finally did—his slightly delicate hand that seemed as slender as a girl’s, abruptly and without warning, lifted.

"Bang!"

The timing was neither too late nor too soon, just at the moment Zhang Fang’s palm struck down, Xiao Yi’s hand also reached to the front, both palms came into full contact, and there was no mountain collapsing or sea splitting, no drastic change of weather like often seen in martial arts films, but rather a very dull, thudding sound.

Even that thudding sound, didn’t seem particularly intimidating—it was somewhat muffled.

However, accompanying that somewhat dull collision sound, Master Zhang’s face completely changed, his pupils drastically constricted, and his eyes revealed an incredulous and shocked expression.

But all these expressions only stayed on his face for a fleeting moment, then all disappeared, and on his face, only one expression was left: Pain!

Yes, pain, agony!

Bone piercing pain, deeply etched pain, even more painful than when he first started his Bone Tempering, that kind of training pain transmitted from his bones, spreading to his brain’s neural center, rendering him completely devoid of any other thought process!

"Ah!"

Finally, he couldn’t control himself and let out a miserable scream, his whole body fiercely retreating several steps and crashing into the door frame behind him.

Hmm?

Something didn’t sound right.

The man who had just closed his eyes listened for a while, not hearing Xiao Yi’s scream and began to suspect that maybe the palm was so powerful that Xiao Yi didn’t make a sound before falling down. Yet, he then heard another very familiar voice, suddenly rising.

His eyes suddenly sprang open, staring straight ahead.

At that moment, his expression froze once again.

My eyes must be playing tricks on me, causing hallucinations; what I saw just had to be false!

It took a while before the man finally shook his head vigorously, raised his hand, and rubbed his eyes hard, then looked forward again.

However, he froze yet again, truly frozen this time, as everything remained unchanged. It was really Boss Zhang lying on the ground, his face twisted with an unbearable pain that clearly indicated he was in agony.

But... what on earth is going on?

Wasn’t it Boss Zhang beating up that young man just now? How did it turn out that the beater is now the one lying on the ground in such pain? And that young man... He looked as if nothing had happened to him at all, even smiling as he stood there!

This young man is too sinister; he couldn’t possibly know some sort of Evil Technique, could he?

Unable to figure it out, a thought flashed through the puzzled man’s mind, and he shuddered, looking at Xiao Yi with eyes full of fear.

"Master Zhang, now, should we have a talk?" Xiao Yi said.

Xiao Yi ignored the fearful gaze of the man beside him, lightly patted the palm he just used against Zhang Fang, and walked slowly toward Zhang Fang with a smirk on his face.

"You... who are you?" Zhang Fang asked.

After all, Zhang Fang was an expert in the Bone Tempering Period. Following his initial agonized scream, the intense pain had somewhat subsided, and after a brief period he adapted to the pain. His gaze fixed on the young man before him, eyes filled with fear, realizing that the young man’s strength was formidable.

During their brief palm clash, without any hesitation, in an instant, he felt an overpowering energy surge through his palm, shattering all the muscles and bones in it!

Such terrifying strength far surpassed his imagination, and what was even more frightening was the feeling that the young man had not even used his full strength in that attack!

Such a fearsome individual couldn’t help but astonish and terrify him.

"Master Zhang, don’t you find your question a bit odd? You arrange an ambush against me and then have the gall to ask who I am?" Xiao Yi shook his head, his expression one of amusement.

"You... you are... Xiao Yi!" Hearing Xiao Yi’s words, Zhang Fang’s mind jolted, finally remembering the young man’s name. He also realized why the young man had looked familiar; he had seen photos of him!

This was the guy who had foolishly offended Young Master Zhang, the same one he had sent his two capable subordinates to take care of!

"It seems, Master Zhang, that your memory is indeed very good. However, my memory isn’t that sharp, so I’m quite curious as to when I might have offended you to warrant such attention," Xiao Yi said, nodding in satisfaction, squinting slightly, and touching his nose.

"I... Humph, I simply don’t like your arrogant face," Zhang Fang retorted, a chill running down his spine as he met Xiao Yi’s gaze. If it weren’t for that previous palm strike, he wouldn’t have felt any qualms about Xiao Yi’s look. However, that strike had filled him with true dread. Nonetheless, he was an expert in the Bone Tempering Period and wouldn’t become a coward just because of a look, nor would he spill everything out of fear.

Besides, he figured that the situation was already beyond repair. He might as well take the fall, not believing Xiao Yi would kill him. Later, he could use this to gain favor from Young Master Zhang. Caving in would be useless; it would only leave behind the image of a weakling.

It had to be said, his reasoning wasn’t bad.

Unfortunately for him, he was dealing with Xiao Yi, who indeed would not kill him, but had many ways to make him talk.

"Master Zhang, that’s not a very interesting way to put things," Xiao Yi said, calmly watching Zhang Fang with a smirk, remaining silent until he saw Zhang Fang begin to sweat profusely, then he spoke again, his tone immensely gentle.

The words, unlike the chilling tone Zhang Fang had used, weren’t forceful, didn’t snatch the initiative, but they made Zhang Fang feel as if he had suddenly gained a thousand jins of weight, his throat turning bitter.

From Xiao Yi’s words, he knew Xiao Yi had guessed something. His intuition told him that this situation might not be easy to handle, but had he decided, he tightly pursed his lips and braced against the tremendous pressure.

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