Lu Mengyue's eyes widened in shock.
She knew Ning Chuan was strong, but she didn't expect him to be this strong.
Lu Wan is not the kind of Martial Artist only has a high level of skill.
She is qualified to serve as the instructor of the Lu Family's martial arts training ground because she is truly skilled and possesses strong practical combat abilities.
But he couldn't even catch a single punch.
The rest of the younger generation of the Lu Family were even more shocked because they were not prepared, and their eyes were all glazed over.
A seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy defeated Third-Rank Martial Artist in a single move.
The visual impact is incredible!
That's terrifying!
You should know that for someone of this age to become First-Rank Martial Artist is already an extraordinary genius.
Ning Chuan's combat prowess was at least comparable to that of Fourth-Rank Martial Artist.
The Federation cannot say that there are no such people.
However, under normal circumstances, they can only be seen on television or online.
" Lu Qingqing, didn't your dad say Ning Chuan was still a bit short of becoming Martial Artist? You call that 'a bit short'?!"
"Hmm... did my dad mean Knight?"
" Lu Feiran, you said you'd defeat Ning Chuan within ten moves—that was a very confident statement. Now, what are you waiting for?!"
"Let me make this clear first, I'm not scared, I just suddenly have leg pain!"
Many people exchanged ideas and gained some insights.
No wonder Lu Zhan was willing to stand up for Ning Chuan against the Wei Financial Group.
They deserve it!
At this moment, Zhang Bingtie came to his senses. Forgetting about causing trouble for Ning Chuan, he rushed to his wife who had fallen to the ground and asked, " Xiaowan, are you alright?"
"Brother Tie... Brother Tie, help me kill him!"
"Break his bones one by one!"
Lu Wan's face twisted, looking ferocious.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Bingtie turned around and faced Ning Chuan directly, his gaze cold and sinister, about to unleash his Force to attack.
Lu Mengyue stepped forward, her pretty face turning cold, and said, " Ning Chuan is a distinguished guest invited by my father and grandfather. If you have the guts, then try making a move!"
Zhang Bingtie froze, gritting his teeth as he said, " Mengyue, Lu Wan is your aunt!"
Lu Mengyue said coldly, "So what if she's my aunt? She's not related to me."
Besides, getting injured in a martial arts competition is perfectly normal.
Your attack on Ning Chuan only makes my Lu Family appear short-tempered and intolerant!
As the high-ranking successor to the next patriarch of the Lu Family, Lu Mengyue has seen plenty of intrigue and power struggles, and is equally adept at using righteousness to intimidate others.
Zhang Bingtie's face turned pale.
In this matter, he and Lu Wan were indeed in the wrong.
opposite.
A cold smile appeared on Ning Chuan's lips. "If you want to fight, just say so. Make your move, and I'll play with you!"
For the next few days, he would be staying at the Lu Family.
He'd seen plenty of people like Lu Wan and Zhang Bingtie; they wouldn't know fear until they were beaten to a pulp!
Let's take this opportunity to resolve it together.
Let them learn a lesson.
To avoid causing him trouble later.
"Arrogant!"
Zhang Bingtie's face was grim.
Seeing that he was holding a spear, Lu Mengyue thought for a moment and said, " Ning Chuan, don't start yet. I'll go back and get your sword."
It's alright.
Ning Chuan shook his head, walked to the weapon rack, drew a spear, and said, "This will do for me."
Lu Mengyue was taken aback upon seeing this.
She had never seen Ning Chuan use a weapon like a war gun.
As expected, this should be something Ning Chuan learned during his time at the Mountain and Sea Genius Training Camp.
Otherwise, Ning Chuan would definitely have brought a gun when facing Heavenly Martial spy Zhao Weiping.
However, it is difficult to become familiar with a weapon in just two months.
Could it be that Ning Chuan has also mastered a spear technique to a high level?
Another epiphany?
Lu Mengyue's thoughts began to stir.
The battle begins.
Zhang Bingtie was cautious and did not rush to make a move.
Although his wife's defeat in one move was partly due to carelessness, Ning Chuan's combat strength should be comparable to that of an ordinary Fourth-Rank Martial Artist.
However, Zhang Bingtie was not afraid.
He is Fourth-Rank High-Stage Martial Artist, giving him a significant advantage.
"Being careful won't help!"
Ning Chuan's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly swung his right arm, throwing out a Heaven's Thunder Punishment.
Sizzle!
The spear shot out swiftly, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, moving at an extremely fast speed.
"How did that javelin fly so high?"
Seeing this scene, many people, including Zhang Bingtie, were somewhat surprised and doubtful.
It looks quite powerful.
But you definitely won't hit anyone!
The trajectory deviated by at least tens of meters!
"Your aim with the throwing gun is..."
Zhang Bingtie sneered, but before he could finish his sarcastic remark, he was silenced by the deafening sound of a powerful bomb!
Thump!
The spear, hurtling through the air, reached directly above Zhang Bingtie, then shuddered, unleashing its second burst of power and increasing its speed dramatically. Giving him no chance to dodge, it swiftly and fiercely struck down.
The explosion, like a missile strike, sent chills down one's spine!
Bang!
Many people didn't even see the trajectory of the spear clearly; they only saw a blur before their eyes, and then they saw the spear hit Zhang Bingtie.
The metal gun barrel was stained with bright red blood, which, pulled by gravity, spread towards the ground.
Zhang Bingtie's face turned deathly pale, and cold sweat instantly soaked his forehead. His entire arm had been almost completely cut open by the sharp blade of the gun, so deep that the bone was visible.
Fortunately, he was Martial Artist and could use the Force to temporarily seal the wound.
Otherwise, the blood loss alone would have been enough to kill him.
"What kind of martial art is this?!"
Zhang Bingtie was horrified.
Swish!
Ning Chuan's expression was icy cold. He didn't give Zhang Bingtie any time to rest. He used the Three Thousand Wind Shadows technique and was upon Zhang Bingtie in an instant.
Zhang Bingtie endured the pain and quickly stepped back.
Snap!
As he swept past the spear, Ning Chuan swiftly pulled it out with a sharp crack and smashed it down on Zhang Bingtie.
Five Forms of the Killing God, activated!
Ugh!
The spear slashed down from the sky with tremendous force, creating a shockwave that seemed to tear the sky apart!
Zhang Bingtie's eyes changed slightly. He quickly drew his gun to defend, but with a thud, his hand exploded, blood splattered, and he almost lost his grip on the gun.
The shock made him stagger backward!
The onlookers were speechless upon seeing this.
Just how strong Ning Chuan?
Even the Fourth-Rank High-Stage Martial Artist didn't seem to fare much better; they were still being suppressed and beaten!
Ning Chuan, on the other hand, remained calm.
He knew in his heart that his actual strength was not that great.
This was mainly because Zhang Bingtie's right arm had been crippled by his Heaven's Thunder Punishment, leaving him only able to fight with one hand.
In addition, a considerable portion of Zhang Bingtie's internal Force had to be used to seal the wounds, preventing him from unleashing it all.
" City Destroyer!"
Ning Chuan lunged forward, thrusting out a sharp spear like a dragon emerging from the sea, soaring through the air!
This martial art is characterized by its explosive power and emphasizes penetrating force.
Thump!
Zhang Bingtie technique was highly skilled; he parried the incoming spear tip by tip, precisely blocking it.
But the next moment...
His left arm trembled violently, the skin cracked, and blood seeped out.
The spear immediately flew out of his hand.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Ning Chuan continued his actions without stopping, unleashing the Five Forms of the Killing God, and within a few moves, he shattered Zhang Bingtie's Force.
Then, with a single swing of his gun, he sent Zhang Bingtie flying, landing beside Lu Wan on the ground, unable to get up.
"Was it... did I miss a count? It seems like Coach Zhang didn't even last ten moves!"
A boy said in a trembling voice.
"I don't know, I didn't see it clearly either, but I timed it. The fight lasted less than half a minute from start to finish!"
"There's no hope of winning; Coach Zhang was completely dominated throughout the game!"
The scene was full of twists and turns.
Ning Chuan, his expression cold and aloof, held his spear and approached Zhang Wensi step by step.
"What... what are you doing?!"
Zhang Wensi looked terrified and staggered backward.
"I didn't provoke you. I'm a member of the Lu Family. If you lay a hand on me, you're insulting the Lu Family!"
You should be more filial.
Ning Chuan grinned and said, "Of course, a family should be all together!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he swung his spear.
Zhang Wensi tried to dodge, but the difference in strength was too great. As soon as he raised his foot, he was hit by the spear and flew more than ten meters away, landing on his parents, Lu Wan and Zhang Bingtie to groan in pain again.
"Are you going to let some brat humiliate the Lu Family like this? Where are all the guards?!"
"You little brat, you're going to die!"
Lu Wan's expression was grim as she endured the pain and screamed.
Losing face in public made her extremely distressed, as if a thousand ants were gnawing at her heart.
Just then...
A middle-aged man dressed as a butler walked into the training ground.
He seemed to hold a very high position; those who saw him would bow and pay their respects.
This man was Lu Cangyun's confidant.
Even Lu Wan suppressed her anger and said, " Butler Bei, it's just in time for you to come!"
Ning Chuan, relying on his strength, is arrogant and disdainful of everyone. He seriously injured me and Bing Tie, which is bad enough.
It was a fight after all, so I don't blame him!
Lu Wan glanced at Ning Chuan and said coldly, "But my son Zhang Wensi, who did nothing to offend him, was also beaten to the ground and couldn't get up."
This is an open insult to the Lu Family!
I demand that you apprehend him immediately and hand him over to the guards!
"Miss Wan, I'm afraid I can't help you."
Butler Bei shook his head and said solemnly, "The head of the family personally instructed Mr. Ning Chuan that as long as he doesn't kill anyone, he can do whatever he wants!"
The words were finished.
The training ground fell silent.