Couldn't take a beating
Boom--!
With a loud bang, the roof of the Hu Clan's main hall was smashed open, leaving a large hole.
Tiles, wooden beams, and dust fell down in a flurry, and Bai Yushan descended from mid-air, his feet landing heavily on the bluestone floor of the main hall.
The hard stone slab instantly cracked with spiderweb-like patterns, spreading outwards from his feet.
The lobby fell silent instantly.
Hu Zhentao was sitting in the main seat, with four or five elders of the Hu Clan standing below him. They were discussing countermeasures with serious expressions around Hu Yuxiu and Hu Feng, who had just been carried back.
The roof suddenly collapsed, startling everyone, who all looked up.
As the dust settled, a black figure wearing a white tiger mask stood prominently in the center of the hall.
"Who?!" Hu Zhentao slammed his hand on the table and stood up abruptly, his face changing drastically. "How dare you trespass into the Hu residence! Are you tired of living?"
The elders reacted instantly, their Soul Power surging, and the light of their Martial Soul Possession shining brightly one after another.
The guards rushed in from outside, the sound of swords being drawn echoing, and instantly surrounded Bai Yushan.
Bai Yushan dusted himself off, slowly raised his head, and glanced at the crowd. His voice, coming through his mask, carried a hint of mockery. "What? You just threatened to blacklist me in the boxing ring, and now you're turning your back on me?"
"Sea Tiger?!"
Hu Zhentao's pupils contracted sharply, and he cried out in shock.
He never expected that this person would dare to come knocking on his door!
This is the Hu Clan mansion! A prominent family in Eastsea City! How dare he just barge in like that and smash up the roof of the main hall?
He's insane! This guy is absolutely insane!
"How dare you!" Hu Zhentao was both shocked and furious, pointing at Bai Yushan and shouting, "This is the Hu Clan! Not a place for you to run wild! Surrender immediately, and I might spare your life!"
"Whole corpse?"
Bai Yushan chuckled and took a step forward.
The surrounding guards instinctively took a half step back, their grip on their knives faltering.
News of the underground boxing ring incident has already spread. This guy is a ruthless character who can knock out Four-Ring Soul Ancestor with a single punch. If their guards went up there, they wouldn't even be a match for him.
"I'd like to see what your Hu Clan is capable of, to leave me with a complete corpse."
As soon as Bai Yushan finished speaking, the guards in the front row gritted their teeth and rushed forward.
They knew they couldn't win, but with the patriarch watching, they dared not attack.
Several people simultaneously swung their swords, the blades flashing, slashing at Bai Yushan from different angles, their coordination showing a certain degree of skill.
Bai Yushan didn't move his feet, but slightly turned his body to avoid the foremost blade. At the same time, he reached out with his left hand, his long arm outstretched, and precisely grabbed the wrist of a guard, twisting it gently.
With a crisp "crack," the guard screamed as the steel knife slipped from his hand.
Bai Yushan took the knife without hesitation, twisted his wrist, and swept the back of the blade horizontally.
With several muffled thuds, the guards at the forefront were all struck in the chest, flying backward like kites with broken strings, crashing into pillars and rolling on the ground.
It happened in no more than two breaths.
The seven or eight guards who rushed forward all fell down.
The atmosphere in the lobby instantly became extremely tense.
Hu Zhentao's face was extremely ugly, and he gave the elders below a meaningful look.
"Attack together! I refuse to believe that with so many of us, we can't take down a novice boxer!"
The elders exchanged glances and nodded in unison.
The next second, four figures rushed out simultaneously, attacking Bai Yushan from four directions.
Purple Soul Ring lit up simultaneously beneath the feet of the four individuals, the four Thousand-Year Soul Ring reflecting each other, and the fluctuations of Soul Power instantly filled the entire hall.
Four Four-Ring Soul Ancestor —this is the Hu Clan's top combat strength on the surface.
The elder on the left was covered in bluish-black scales, and sharp claws sprang from his fingertips.
First Soul Skill: Wind-Splitting Claw
Three half-meter-long Wind Blade slashed diagonally towards the waist of Bai Yushan, their sharpness causing the air to hiss as they cut through it.
The elder's fists were enveloped in a thick, earthy-yellow aura, with rock spikes protruding from their surfaces.
The Second Soul Skill: Rock Mountain Fist
The punch was heavy and powerful, carrying the force to split mountains and shatter rocks, and it slammed straight into his face, causing the air to explode under the pressure of the punch.
The elder on the right formed a hand seal, his fingertips surging with Soul Power.
Third Soul Skill: Spirit-Binding Chain
Several grayish-white chains emerged from the ground, coiling around Bai Yushan's limbs like venomous snakes, attempting to immobilize him.
A pale green poisonous mist condensed in the palm of the elder behind him, and the mist surged.
Fourth Soul Skill: Bone-Corroding Smoke
The poisonous fog spread silently, its touch capable of corroding bones and flesh; it was utterly insidious.
The four attacks arrived simultaneously, without any sequence, effectively blocking all angles for dodging or parrying.
An ordinary Soul Ancestor would be in a panic right now, unable to attend to everything.
"That's more like it!"
Bai Yushan burst into laughter, a glint of lightning flashing in his eyes.
Electromagnetic Clarity
An invisible electromagnetic wave swept across the entire area, and the trajectories of the four attacks, the nodes of Soul Power circulation, and even the order in which the four people exerted their muscles were all clearly imprinted in his mind.
Lightning Flash Step
A purple-blue arc of electricity flashed and disappeared in an instant, and Bai Yushan's figure suddenly blurred.
Instead of retreating, he advanced, charging head-on into the Rock Mountain Fist. His shoulder dipped slightly as he grazed the edge of the fist. The earthen-yellow fist grazed his clothes and struck empty air, sending shards of stone flying from the ground.
At the same time, he reached out with his left hand, his long arm outstretched, and precisely grabbed the wrist of the elder on his left who was swinging it.
Ape-Arm Star-Plucking Hand
"Click--"
A crisp sound mingled with a scream. Bai Yushan twisted his wrist slightly, and the opponent's forearm was twisted into a bizarre angle, revealing white bone fragments piercing the skin, and the claws instantly lost their power.
Without stopping, he used the force of twisting his arm to spin sideways, his right leg sweeping out with a whistling sound, accurately striking the elder on the right knee.
Bear Palm Mountain-Shaking Strike
"Puff--"
His kneecaps were smashed to pieces, and the elder's legs buckled, causing him to scream and collapse to his knees. Bai Yushan then kicked him in the chest, sending him flying like a broken sack of potatoes, crashing into two mahogany tables and chairs before rolling on the ground, unable to move.
At this moment, the Bone-Corroding Smoke from behind had drifted up behind him, and the Spirit-Binding Chain had wrapped around his ankle.
Without even turning his head, Bai Yushan's body was suddenly engulfed in a ring of fine electric arcs.
Rampaging Volt!
The high-voltage electromagnetic wave spread instantly, and the grayish-white Spirit-Binding Chain was struck by the current, breaking apart inch by inch in an instant. The pale green poisonous mist was stimulated by the electric arc, hissing and instantly ionized into a harmless gas.
The elder behind him had his pupils shrink, and just as he was about to retreat, a tremendous force came from his back.
Bai Yushan had turned around at some point and punched him in the back.
Tiger Roar Mountain-Crushing Fist
"Puff!"
The elder spat out a mouthful of blood, mixed with fragments of shattered internal organs, and was sent flying forward, crashing heavily onto the sandalwood table in front of Hu Zhentao, which instantly shattered into pieces.
It happened in no more than three breaths.
Of the four Four-Ring Soul Ancestor, one died and the other three were seriously injured.
Severed arms, broken legs, shattered internal organs—they lay scattered on the ground, groans rising and falling.
The lobby reeked of blood mixed with the smell of dust; it was extremely pungent.
Hu Zhentao's face turned deathly pale, and he staggered back a step.
How is that possible?!
Those are four Soul Ancestor!
With their combined strength, even Soul King would have to temporarily retreat!
How could they be completely defeated in just a few moves?!
What kind of monster is this Sea Tiger?!
Is that all the family wealth they have?
Bai Yushan flicked the blood off his hands, his tone still carrying a hint of lingering satisfaction, "The Hu Clan is far too fragile."