Dodging Bullets

And those great lineages certainly did not keep men like him around for show. They kept them to step in and protect them when it mattered.

Clearly, what Chen Cheng intended to do now conflicted with his duty to protect Wang Hui.

Wang Hui was the most nervous of them all. The Wang Family was vast and wealthy, with an Ancient Martial Arts inheritance, but in this day and age, why would a young master of a great lineage endure the hardship of training from childhood?

He had never trained, but he knew how formidable an Ancient Martial Arts expert who wielded Dark Force could be. His heart was full of dread.

He could also see that Master Ying had taken a liking to Chen Cheng's talent. Who knew whether a man of Ancient Martial Arts like him would abandon Wang Hui for a disciple to inherit his mantle?

"Master Ying, you're a respected senior. This kid came from the north. You can't go back on your word."

Wang Hui knew Master Ying's sect had lost to the north in a national martial arts competition years ago and moved south afterward. By pointing out that Chen Cheng was a northern martial artist, he was reminding Master Ying of that old feud.

"Quiet."

Chen Cheng gave a cold snort and threw a punch.

Pop! The Battle Aura in his body surged outward, compressing the air into an explosive crack.

Master Ying shaped both hands into eagle claws and raked them through the burst of air Chen Cheng had produced with his Battle Aura.

Another pop rang out. Master Ying's fingers trembled slightly, and he stared at Chen Cheng in shock.

Chen Cheng had not expected Master Ying, who was only an ordinary person, to catch a move powered by his Battle