"This... how is this possible?! How did Jiang Wuming do it?"
Wu Long was stunned for a full half-minute before he snapped back to reality and instinctively asked Song Shan.
"Brother Wu, if you don't know, how could I, an outsider to martial arts, possibly know? My brothers and I didn't even clearly see the process of Master Wuming fighting Lei Bao. We only saw Lei Bao's head shatter, and him fall to the ground."
Song Shan replied with a wry smile, recalling the scene. He excitedly added,
"Brother Wu, let me tell you, before Master Wuming's match with Lei Bao, Lei Bao looked arrogant and even said he was holding back when he fought you.
As it turned out, as soon as the match began, Lei Bao lost his life.
As for the specific details, you should ask Master Chu later; he should know."
"—"
Wu Long fell silent again, as if he were listening to something from another world, his face full of bewilderment.
This time, he remained silent for a full minute until Song Shan called out, "Brother Wu, what's wrong?"
"I need some quiet."
Wu Long came back to his senses, his expression complex.
Song Shan: "???"
As an outsider to martial arts, he could not imagine the shock that Jiang Wuming's instant kill of Lei Bao had inflicted upon Wu Long!
After all, Wu Long had been defeated by Lei Bao and deeply understood Lei Bao's formidable strength!
Before that, Wu Long had thought that Jiang Wuming, who could cross realms to kill martial arts grandmasters like Lin Zhiping who lacked life-or-death combat experience, would have no chance of winning against someone like him, a martial arts grandmaster with extensive combat experience!
...
Qinglong Mansion.
"Wuming, how did you instantly kill Lei Bao?"
Chu Wansong, sitting in an office, took a sip of tea and couldn't help but ask the question that was on his mind.
Although a one-star War God, Chu Wansong hadn't understood the fight between Jiang Wuming and Lei Bao. He had only seen Lei Bao exhibit an anomaly, standing there like a wooden post and being killed with a single palm strike from Jiang Wuming!
Chu Wansong was extremely curious about this, but Song Shan and others were present at the underground arena, so it was not convenient for him to ask Jiang Wuming.
"Uncle Chu, I used my spiritual power to interfere with him," Jiang Wuming revealed.
"So that's how it is! No wonder Lei Bao was disoriented at that moment!"
Chu Wansong suddenly understood. He first recalled the situation at the time, then looked at Jiang Wuming with excitement, "Wuming, I didn't expect you to have talent in spiritual power. That's excellent!"
Jiang Wuming took a sip of tea without saying anything.
"By the way, Wuming, Huang Xiong is narrow-minded and vengeful. You killed Lei Bao tonight and forced Huang Xiaoxie to kneel at my feet and apologize to the Qing faction on behalf of the Hong faction. Huang Xiong will surely hold a grudge."
Chu Wansong's expression became a bit solemn as he said this. "Normally, with the protection of your identity as a teacher at the Donghai Martial Arts Academy, Huang Xiong wouldn't dare to touch you. However, he often acts unpredictably, so you still need to be careful."
"Don't worry, Uncle Chu, I'll be fine."
Jiang Wuming appeared calm.
If Huang Xiong dared to seek him out foolishly, he would give Huang Xiong a surprise!
Jiang Wuming's calm and confident demeanor surprised Chu Wansong. At the same time, he vaguely felt that Jiang Wuming, in addition to his powerful martial arts talent and his identity as a teacher at the Donghai Martial Arts Academy, seemed to have other backing, but he didn't press for details.
"By the way, Uncle Chu, will tonight's events have any impact on your side?"
Jiang Wuming thought of what Huang Xiaoxie had said in the underground arena and asked Chu Wansong.
"Huang Xiong and the Hong faction have lost face this time, so they won't give up easily. But it's fine, we'll deal with whatever comes our way!"
Chu Wansong said with great pride. Besides controlling the Qing faction and possessing formidable influence, he also had a four-star War God backing him, so he didn't fear Huang Xiong at all.
"That's good."
Hearing this, Jiang Wuming no longer worried.
Meanwhile.
Huang Xiaoxie returned to his sky villa on the Bund.
After leading his men away from Qinglong Mansion, he first arranged for Lei Bao's body to be transported back to Nanzhou and personally went to the hospital to treat his wounds before returning to his residence.
"Ding—"
As soon as Huang Xiaoxie arrived at his residence, his phone rang. He picked it up and saw it was a video call from his father, Huang Xiong.
This sent a jolt through Huang Xiaoxie.
On one hand, the events of the night were too serious, and he hadn't figured out how to report them to Huang Xiong.
On the other hand, Huang Xiong calling him directly indicated that he already knew about what had happened tonight, and that there were informants of Huang Xiong among the confidants who had accompanied Huang Xiaoxie to Donghai.
"Dad."
Huang Xiaoxie took a deep breath and answered the video call, revealing Huang Xiong's somber face.
"Such a major event happened tonight, and you didn't report it to me?" Huang Xiong asked coldly, his face dark.
"I'm sorry, Dad, I've embarrassed you and the Hong faction!"
Huang Xiaoxie first admitted fault, then explained, "I just finished treating my injuries and returned from the hospital. I was about to call you to report, when you sent a video call."
"What exactly happened? Jiang Zhan's son is only an eight-star martial artist, how could he instantly kill Lei Bao?"
Huang Xiong frowned, the gloom on his face slightly reduced, replaced by confusion.
For Huang Xiong, tonight's events had cost him a valuable general and caused the Hong faction to lose face, making him naturally in a very bad mood.
However, he did not negate or blame Huang Xiaoxie for what he had done tonight.
Because, if not for the unexpected turn of events in Jiang Wuming's fight to the death with Lei Bao, everything Huang Xiaoxie had done tonight would have been perfect!
"Dad, I don't know what happened either."
Huang Xiaoxie was also full of doubts. He tried his best to recall the scene at the time. "At that time, my brothers and I below all thought Lei Bao could easily kill that bastard Jiang Wuming. As it turned out, after the match began, Jiang Wuming made the first move, and Lei Bao strangely showed a look of fear, and then he died."
Hearing his son's words, Huang Xiong remained silent. He leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes slightly, and mentally reconstructed the scene.
Swish!
About a minute later, Huang Xiong opened his eyes, his gaze terrifying.
"Dad, what did you figure out?" Huang Xiaoxie asked curiously.
"If nothing unexpected happened, Jiang Zhan's son, like the Sect Master of the Zhanlong Hall, possesses spiritual power talent. During his fight with Lei Bao, he used his spiritual power to interfere with Lei Bao, thus instantly killing Lei Bao!"
Huang Xiong stated his judgment in a deep voice.
He was not only a two-star War God but also one of the first students at the Donghai Martial Arts Academy in his time. His martial arts strength and understanding of martial arts were not comparable to a nobody like Chu Wansong.
He had deduced the key point from the specific details and reconstructed the scene!
"That bastard actually has spiritual power talent?!"
Huang Xiaoxie was somewhat surprised, but more so filled with hatred.
Although he hadn't followed the path of martial arts, his understanding of martial arts was still profound. He knew that there were not many people with spiritual power talent, especially among martial artists.
"I know you have some trump cards, but you won't do anything further. Return immediately tonight."
Huang Xiong could feel Huang Xiaoxie's hatred for Jiang Wuming even through the screen. His brow twitched as he gave the instruction.
"Dad, are we just going to let this matter go?" Huang Xiaoxie looked unwilling.
"The Qing and Hong factions have been separated for too long, and it's time to unify!"
Huang Xiong said slowly, indirectly giving his answer!