One Punch? He Won!

Xiao Yan cherished having a younger brother and had always looked after him.

So, facing the imminent arena match,

he didn't blame Xiao Yu for foolishly stepping onto the arena and potentially costing the Xiao Clan a marketplace.

Instead, he worried about Xiao Yu's safety.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Jia Lie Ao felt Xiao Yan's gaze and shuddered.

But then, an uncontrollable surge of anger rose from the depths of his heart!

Wutan City wasn't the Xiao Clan's world yet!

If you hadn't said anything, I might have gone a little easier on him. But since you said that, Xiao Yan, don't blame me!

Jia Lie Ao ignored Xiao Yan and instead turned his gaze to Xiao Yu. Gritting his teeth, he said, "Xiao Yu, you've got a good big brother!"

Xiao Yu frowned. He could tell there was something strange about Jia Lie Ao's tone.

But...

He didn't care.

Was he supposed to hold back against a Three-Star Dou Zhe like Jia Lie Ao?

"Quit wasting time. Let's fight." Xiao Yu crooked a finger at Jia Lie Ao, clearly impatient.

So arrogant?

Did you think you were Xiao Yan or something?!

Jia Lie Ao cursed inwardly and lunged forward.

Boom!

His right foot slammed down, and the arena floor gave a dull thud. The hard bluestone tiles cracked, splitting open with countless fissures.

Jia Lie Ao's figure became a blur as he charged straight at Xiao Yu.

"Jia Lie Ao!" Sensing the surging Dou Qi within him, Xiao Yan roared.

Yet...

Jia Lie Ao paid him no mind. A vicious glint flashed in his coldly smiling eyes.

If I can't beat the older brother, can't I at least beat the younger one?

Besides, they look pretty much alike. What difference does it make which one I hit?

On the viewing platform,

Xiao Zhan sprang to his feet, his eyes fixed on the arena, Dou Qi swirling around him.

He looked ready to rush out at any moment.

At that moment,

a surge of Dou Qi rose on the other side, drawing Xiao Zhan's gaze.

It was Jia Lie Bi!

When he noticed Xiao Zhan looking at him, he didn't back down. The provocative look in his eyes only grew more pronounced.

The crowd surrounding the arena watched the two figures onstage, though most looked uninterested.

Some had even turned around, ready to leave.

What was the point of watching a nobody who couldn't even break through the Third Stage of Dou Qi get bullied?

"Xiao Yu, if you want to blame someone, blame your brother. I never meant to go this hard on you!"

As Jia Lie Ao appeared in front of Xiao Yu, his expression twisted, revealing a vicious, ferocious face.

He raised his right hand. Green Dou Qi rapidly gathered around his fist, forming a tiny vortex!

His fist cut through the air with a sharp whistle. The enormous gust of wind whipped Xiao Yu's hair about and pressed his clothes against his body.

"A Dou Technique! Jia Lie Ao actually used a Dou Technique! If I remember right, that's the Jia Lie Clan's Profound Tier Low Grade Dou Technique, Green Wind Whirlwind Fist!"

Someone in the crowd around the arena cried out.

The area immediately erupted into an uproar.

What?!

He was using a Profound Tier Dou Technique against someone at the Third Stage of Dou Qi!

This wasn't about winning or losing anymore. He was trying to take the boy's life!

Even an ordinary Dou Zhe would find it hard to deal with a Profound Tier Dou Technique, let alone someone who wasn't even a Dou Zhe.

"Jia Lie Ao, you're asking for death!" Xiao Zhan shouted from the viewing platform, lunging forward toward the arena.

But...

A figure suddenly entered the corner of Xiao Zhan's vision.

"Clan Leader Xiao, this is an arena match. Wouldn't interfering violate the rules? So many people are watching!" Jia Lie Bi blocked Xiao Zhan's path, a smile on his lips as he scrutinized the furious man.

On the other side,

Xiao Yan had also seen Jia Lie Ao's intentions, and his expression changed drastically.

He hadn't expected the man to ignore his warning completely!

Without hesitation, Xiao Yan prepared to rush onto the arena and stop him.

Just then, a group of guards dressed in the Jia Lie Clan's uniform closed in around them.

"Third Young Master, the arena has its rules." The guard in the lead looked a little apprehensive, but with his companions backing him up, he didn't retreat from Xiao Yan's gaze.

At that very moment, Jia Lie Ao's fist was about to strike Xiao Yu's head.

Xiao Yu hadn't moved an inch from beginning to end.

To the crowd watching, it looked as if Jia Lie Ao had scared Xiao Yu stiff.

After all,

it might have sounded like a long time, but it had all happened in the blink of an eye.

From Jia Lie Ao's charge to his arrival in front of Xiao Yu had taken no more than a few blinks.

The smile at the corner of Jia Lie Ao's mouth grew broader.

Suddenly!

The smile froze on his face!

Smack—

A hand had risen at some point, blocking his fist.

The green vortex held for a second, then abruptly dispersed.

"How is this possible? How can you stop me?" Jia Lie Ao felt as if his hand had been seized by someone several times stronger than him.

He couldn't break free at all.

And a tremendous force was steadily pressing down on his fist, spreading through his body.

Jia Lie Ao felt as if his fist were about to be crushed.

He could even hear the "crack, crack" of bones breaking in his ears.

Xiao Yu said nothing. His free hand clenched into a fist.

He swung!

"Ugh—"

Jia Lie Ao's body lifted into the air for a moment, his back arching sharply like a shrimp.

His eyes bulged so far they looked ready to fall from their sockets.

Xiao Yu's impassive face was reflected in his eyes, then swallowed by utter shock.

What the hell kind of power was this? The Third Stage of Dou Qi?!

Xiao Yu released Jia Lie Ao's fist and took two steps back, watching as Jia Lie Ao slowly sank to his knees in front of him.

Whoosh—

The entire arena fell silent. A gentle breeze stirred Xiao Yu's hair.

One after another, gazes fixed on the arena, filled with shock and disbelief.

The scene they'd imagined, with Xiao Yu being sent flying, never came to pass. Instead, Jia Lie Ao—the one who'd had victory in the bag and couldn't possibly lose—had fallen, kneeling right in front of Xiao Yu.

"What happened? Did Jia Lie Ao trip?"

The people who'd started to leave sensed the strange atmosphere and turned around. Seeing Jia Lie Ao kneeling in front of Xiao Yu, one of them asked in confusion.

He'd thought there was no way Xiao Yu, at the Third Stage of Dou Qi, could beat Jia Lie Ao.

So this scene had to be Jia Lie Ao accidentally tripping, right?

But...

Those who'd witnessed it shook their heads. In a hoarse voice, one said, "You probably won't believe this, but Xiao Yu knocked Jia Lie Ao down with one punch."

"Hey, brother, that joke isn't funny at all."

The man laughed as he spoke.

But when a ring of stiff expressions turned to face him, his laughter grew quieter and quieter until it disappeared.

Good grief.

A Three-Star Dou Zhe couldn't even take one punch from someone at the Third Stage of Dou Qi...

Hiss!

Gasps rose one after another from all around the square.

"Xiao Yu, you're awesome!"

Xiao Yan snapped out of it, his face alight with excitement as he shouted at the top of his lungs.

The crowd surrounding the arena erupted, their roar so loud it could be heard beyond Wutan City.

"He won? He won! Wutan City's useless nobody actually won!"

"Ahhh! Why did I turn around just then? Why didn't I see that?"

"Damn, Jia Lie Ao's such a loser! Couldn't he have held out for one more punch? I didn't even get to see it!"