Crushing

Hua Qiang's eyes narrowed slightly, a sharp glint flashing past his pupils.

Then he smiled.

"You think you're qualified to teach me how to be a person?"

Hua Qiang stopped wasting words. If he didn't act after being bullied this far, he wouldn't be Hua Qiang.

He lunged forward, instantly appearing before Huang You, and raised his hand to slap him.

"Damn it, your mouth stinks too much, I'll clean it up for you!"

A loud smack echoed through the entire hall.

Everyone fell silent, not a single sound was made.

Their eyes were all fixed on the young man who seemed as calm and unfazed as if nothing had happened.

Huang You covered one side of his face, the high, swollen cheek telling everyone what had just occurred.

"How could your speed be this fast?"

"You... what realm are you?"

Huang You looked at Hua Qiang, this seemingly harmless youth, in disbelief.

Hua Qiang's expression was as calm as ever, as if the recent events hadn't been his doing and had nothing to do with him.

"You want to teach me how to be a person?"

Hua Qiang repeated the phrase, then backhanded Huang You again.

Huang You couldn't react at all, let alone dodge. The other side of his face also swelled up high.

Hua Qiang looked from side to side, nodded, then shook his head.

Although both sides were swollen, they weren't symmetrical.

Slap, slap, slap... A series of slaps followed.

Huang You's head buzzed, and he stood there dumbfounded, not knowing how to move or fight back.

He was engulfed in extreme fear.

It felt as if he wasn't facing a youth, but a primordial beast, making him unable to muster even a shred of desire to resist.

Now, he just hoped the other party would only hit his face and not take his life.

Perhaps Hua Qiang got tired of slapping, kicked him over twenty meters away, and sent him crashing heavily against the wall behind him.

Crack, crack...

A sound of bones breaking came from within Huang You's body.

His sturdy, muscular body now slumped to the ground like a limp noodle, unable to move.

After finishing, Hua Qiang glanced at Lai Pinggao as if nothing had happened.

"Uh... your name is Lai Pigo, right?"

"The second round should be mine, right?"

"We're now tied 1:1, let's start the third round!"

"Bring out your so-called trump card!"

Lai Pinggao felt his eyelids twitching, and a wave of panic washed over him.

How could this young man be so strong?

He had made the expert he relied on completely unable to retaliate.

Although he was panicked and scared, he didn't believe this person could be a match for his nephew, who was now a Martial Master!

He quickly picked up his phone and made a call.

After a moment, a slightly impatient voice came from the other end: "Stop calling, I'm already at the door."

Lai Pinggao put away his phone, then looked at Hua Qiang with a sinister grin.

"Don't think you've won just because you beat Huang You. Let me tell you, for the third round, I have a Martial Master-level expert. No matter how strong you are, you won't be his opponent."

"Kid, this matter originally had nothing to do with you. Surrender and back down!"

"I can overlook your previous mistakes."

"Heh, you sound so unconfident. I actually preferred your arrogant attitude before. How about... you continue?"

"Continue until your so-called expert defeats me, or I take him down?"

The more relaxed and unconcerned Hua Qiang appeared, the more Lai Pinggao's unease grew, and his fear intensified.

This young man didn't seem like someone who would act rashly without a plan, so he must have some backing.

Stomp, stomp, stomp, footsteps sounded from outside the door.

A young man of average height, with a somewhat shifty appearance, around fifteen or sixteen years old, walked in.

"Uncle, are all your subordinates useless? Can't even handle such a small matter, and you still need me to show up."

"Don't you know I'm busy? I'm worth tens of thousands every minute!"

"You've wasted so much of my time, you'll have to compensate me later."

"Otherwise, I'll tell Grandma!"

"Alright, alright, Dingshan, your uncle just ran into a tough opponent, didn't he? If not, I wouldn't need your help."

"When Uncle takes over this martial arts school, I'll give you half the shares, is that good enough?"

Hahahaha!

"Uncle, we're family, don't be so formal. Who do you think I am? Am I that kind of person?"

"I just love hearing you talk!"

"Who is it that's blocking your fortune? Let your nephew take care of them for you!"

"Dingshan, this person is a bit strange, you have to be careful not to fall for his tricks."

Lai Dingshan's pair of triangular eyes swept over Hua Qiang, not taking him too seriously. After all, he was too young; how high could his martial power be?

At this moment, Hua Qiang hadn't moved, and his aura wasn't exposed, so Lai Dingshan naturally couldn't sense it.

If he had, even if beaten to death, he wouldn't have dared to underestimate Hua Qiang, or even directly kneel and beg for mercy.

Lai Dingshan's eyes scanned Ye Bingxue, and his eyes immediately lit up, a surge of heat rising in his heart.

He looked at Ye Bingxue and revealed a smile he thought was very handsome.

"Beautiful lady, it's truly my honor to meet you here. It seems we're fated. Later, brother will take you out to eat, and then we can talk about life ideals, how about it?"

Lai Dingshan's already lecherous appearance became even more lewd at this moment.

Ye Bingxue's expression immediately turned cold: "You scoundrel, you dare to have designs on me? Are you looking for death?"

With Hua Qiang present, she was very confident, and her words were sharp.

"Oh ho, the pretty lady has a fiery temper. I like this kind of cold demeanor!"

"I like your grandma's ass! Hua Qiang flashed forward, reaching out and grabbing Lai Dingshan by the neck.

"You dare to underestimate me, and I won't bother with you. But you dare to have designs on my woman? You truly don't know the meaning of death!"

Hua Qiang raised his hand and slapped Lai Dingshan repeatedly.

Slap, slap, slap...

The slaps were so intense that the onlookers couldn't bear to watch.

"Let go of me, you bastard! Do you know who I am? You dare to hit me, do you want to die? Do you know who my father is?" Lai Dingshan struggled and yelled.

Hua Qiang continued to slap him, saying, "Who are you is none of my business! How the hell should I know who you are?"

"You should ask your mother about that question; only she knows best."

"As for who your father is, you'll have to ask your grandmother. I think your grandmother has the most say!"

"You bastard... How dare you insult me! You're asking for death!"

Lai Dingshan, with his neck gripped by Hua Qiang, couldn't move. Coupled with the repeated slaps, it was difficult for him to even speak.

The conversation between the two just now made everyone in the hall stifle their laughter, their faces filled with amusement. Many people held back their laughter, their faces turning red, their shoulders shaking. They dared not laugh because they couldn't afford to offend this person – he was a Martial Master! There would be repercussions later!

However, two people among the crowd were exceptions: Ye Bingxue and Diao Xiaobai. This woman and this sable, unable to hold back, burst into laughter. Heh heh heh… This guy's mouth is so sharp! But she was enjoying listening to it. Diao Xiaobai, on the other hand, was repeatedly exclaiming inwardly, I've learned something new. So this is how you insult people; if someone asks her a similar question in the future, she can use this answer.

"Stop, stop hitting him, we admit defeat!" Lai Pinggao saw that the situation was not good and immediately surrendered. His nephew was treasured by the family. To be so brutally beaten, he would surely be severely punished by his mother when they returned home. His elder brother would also not let him off easily. It was he who had dragged his nephew into this quagmire. If his nephew was humiliated, how could he escape? Moreover, he now knew that he had provoked someone he couldn't afford to provoke. His nephew, who was at the Martial Master realm, was like a baby who had just learned to walk in the opponent's hands, facing a behemoth. They were not on the same level at all! Provoking such a person would bring disaster to the family. Now, he could only pray that this person wasn't too demonic and wouldn't kill him, otherwise, he would be finished. As for the bet, he didn't consider it at all anymore. It was just a piece of land; if they lost, they lost. As for the Zhenxing Martial Arts School, he no longer dared to have any designs on it.