Supreme Warrior in the City
Chapter 793 - 792 Time to Take the Stage

Chapter 793: Chapter 792 Time to Take the Stage

In the midst of the crowd’s cheers, Myriad Enemy stepped onto the stage and, looking down at Patriarch Hu, declared in a loud voice, "Patriarch Hu, how about I give you a chance? Send up three people at once to save time!"

The entire audience immediately burst into laughter and cheers, with those flattering him even shouting loudly, "Myriad Enemy is mighty and domineering!"

Patriarch Hu’s expression was calm as he gently held his teacup, took a slow sip, and then softly replied, "Myriad Enemy, this is a matter of Liuan City. Why have you run over to meddle as well?"

"Brother Li and I have been good friends for many years..." Myriad Enemy declared in a loud voice.

"Save those useless words." Patriarch Hu cut him off directly, "To put it plainly, you just want to use this opportunity to integrate Liuan City Martial Arts Alliance under your control!"

With these words, the atmosphere suddenly grew colder, and many people secretly glanced towards Changtian Martial Arts Hall.

If that were truly the goal, then what was Changtian Martial Arts Hall doing that was any different than the Hu Family?

Li Changtian’s expression instantly changed, and Myriad Enemy also looked displeased, saying in a heavy tone, "Hu, don’t paint us so sordid. We are not the same kind of people as you."

"Ha ha ha..." Patriarch Hu laughed heartily, "Indeed, we are not the same kind of people. At the very least, our Hu Family acts openly and decisively. As for you, you’re underhanded and cunning, scheming behind others’ backs, utterly shameless!"

Myriad Enemy was enraged, "Hu, enough with the nonsense. Will you fight or not this round? If you’re too scared to fight, just admit defeat and we can put an end to this matter here and now!"

"Since you’ve personally come, how could I let you make the trip in vain?" Patriarch Hu smiled, "However, your visit to Liuan City this time was quite rash. Not only will you gain no advantage, you may even leave your life behind!"

"Want to kill me? We’ll see if you have the ability!" Myriad Enemy shouted angrily.

Patriarch Hu did not waste words, giving a casual smile and a wave of his hand. A man in full black attire, with a black cloth covering half his face, emerged from behind him.

His masked face was obscured, and his silhouette bore a lean sword on his back; his clothing could be described as streamlined.

He walked slowly to the stage and stood quietly in front of Myriad Enemy.

The onlookers were all astonished; no one had seen this person before. What was going on? Shouldn’t the Hu Family send their strongest? How did this unknown person suddenly appear?

And moreover, the Hu Family had sent him to fight Myriad Enemy; just how confident were they in his strength?

Myriad Enemy frowned; he had never seen this man before. Moreover, standing opposite this man, he couldn’t feel any power emanating from him, as though facing a powerless weakling.

What was the Hu Family’s intention? To simply send someone to die?

"Is this the person you sent?" Myriad Enemy asked coldly, "Too afraid to show your own face, what secrets are you hiding?"

"Why do you care what it is, since he’s stepped onto the field, let’s let strength do the talking," Patriarch Hu said with a smile.

"You’re right!" Myriad Enemy snarled, "Let’s see how you talk after I tear this man apart!"

No sooner had he spoken than Myriad Enemy’s right foot slammed fiercely against the ground, cratering the sturdy stage. He propelled himself toward the masked man like a cannonball, angling his shoulder to ram directly into him.

With Myriad Enemy’s momentum and his robust physique, there was no doubt among the crowd that if the man were struck, it would be akin to being hit by a truck.

Moreover, with such incredible speed, the man probably wouldn’t even have time to dodge.

Just as Myriad Enemy was about to collide with the man, something eerie happened. The man, without bending his legs, shifted three feet to the left, eerily evading Myriad Enemy’s oncoming form, just like a zombie somehow avoiding the blow.

The crowd watched wide-eyed as Myriad Enemy sped by, yet the man casually evaded. Everyone couldn’t help but take a deep breath, realizing the man’s strength was definitely not weak!

Myriad Enemy too felt something was amiss and quickly attempted to grab back at him. But the man, still without bending his legs, moved around Myriad Enemy like a ghost, uncatchable. Myriad Enemy put all his effort into his strikes, yet couldn’t touch the man even slightly.

Onlookers watched Myriad Enemy flail about wildly, unable to lay a finger on the man, their shock growing by the moment. Other aspects aside, the man’s lightness skill was truly terrifying!

After a short exchange, fear had crept into Myriad Enemy’s heart. He knew well that with the man’s movements, a strike from behind would be impossible for him to avoid. In this battle, he had no hope of victory!

Myriad Enemy was a man who could handle winning and losing gracefully, without a moment’s hesitation, he turned around and shouted, "Forget it, I admit defeat..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the man suddenly made his move, striking Myriad Enemy squarely in the chest with his palm.

The words Myriad Enemy had left to say were forcibly swallowed as the man’s palm strike made his True Qi nearly reverse its flow.

The onlookers weren’t very concerned, as Myriad Enemy’s most formidable asset was his body. With External Kung Fu cultivated to such an extent, his body was virtually impenetrable to blades and spears. The man’s light and seemingly inconsequential strikes—what harm could they possibly do?

However, the man did not stop. After the initial palm strike landed, he continued to strike one after another, and a noise much like popping beans emanated from Myriad Enemy’s body.

With each strike from the man, Myriad Enemy’s bones cracked. Eventually, the man ceased, and Myriad Enemy slowly collapsed to the ground, his body limp and his limbs contorted unnaturally.

The scene erupted into a clamor; Myriad Enemy had actually lost? And been defeated in combat?

"How... how is that possible?" Fu Dewei whispered incredulously, his face a mask of disbelief.

At that moment, Zhao Ping’an murmured, "Every bone in his body has been shattered, not a single one left intact."

"What?" Fu Dewei exclaimed in astonishment, unaware that such an outcome was possible.

What Zhao Ping’an expressed were Su Yang’s words. He stood up and said softly, "Now it’s our turn to go on stage!"

"Ping’an, what stage are you going on..." Fu Dewei wanted to stop him but at that instant, Su Yang pointed a finger casually through the air, and Fu Dewei instantly collapsed into his chair, unable to utter another word.

Zhao Ping’an looked at Su Yang and slowly nodded. Then, he pulled out the IOU and handed it to Foo Qinglan.

"What’s this for?" Foo Qinglan asked with distaste.

"After I finish the fight today, find the person on the note..." Zhao Ping’an instructed, "He will give you two thousand yuan. That’s money I took from my master’s card. Use it to repay my master!"

"What?" Foo Qinglan stood there dumbfounded.

Listening to this conversation, tears welled up in Fu Dewei’s eyes. He didn’t know what Zhao Ping’an had taken the money for, but this apprentice had truly not let him down!