Wanyan Tianyue's martial arts fell far short of Hu Xiaotian's. Seeing such a formidable display, he could not help feeling some regret. When Hu Xiaotian kicked the man hurtling toward him, his first thought was not to catch him but to scramble aside. Whether someone else fell to his death was none of his concern, so long as he himself remained unharmed.
At that moment, a Man in Blue sprang from his seat and drifted forward like a wisp of smoke. He extended his hand and struck through empty air. The invisible force of his palm hit the man Hu Xiaotian had thrown. The man had been screaming and flailing, certain he would be half dead from the fall, but at the final instant, a pair of invisible hands seemed to support him. He landed steadily on the ground-and on his feet, at that. He trembled all over with fright, scarcely believing he had landed safely.
Everyone looked over. The Man in Blue who had risen at this critical moment was none other than Shangguan Yunchong, the Young Chief of the Beggar Gang. He had never even touched the man's clothes. Seeing the man land unharmed, everyone cheered in unison. In their eyes, Shangguan Yunchong's feat clearly surpassed Hu Xiaotian's.
Hu Xiaotian looked coldly at Shangguan Yunchong. "And who the hell are you? Whose trouser belt came loose and let you poke out?" In fact, throwing the man toward Wanyan Tianyue had also meant throwing him toward Shangguan Yunchong, since the two had been sitting together. Wanyan Tianyue had chosen to dodge, leaving Shangguan Yunchong no room to evade. He had been forced to act.
Shangguan Yunchong already bore a longstanding grudge against Hu Xiaotian. Hearing his insolent, cutting words, icy murderous intent flashed in his eyes. "Even killing a