"Everyone, does anyone else want to step forward and challenge? Don't blame me for not giving you a chance."
Sun Mu said shamelessly with a smile. The only thing that disappointed him was that Qin Hui hadn't shown up yet. He had prepared a killer move specifically for Qin Hui.
The various magnates had red eyes, their gazes burning with anger. It was clear that Sun Mu was squeezing and bullying them.
At the same time, everyone's attention turned towards Jiang Yanxi.
After all, if Jiang Yanxi compromised, they would have no choice but to compromise as well, given the immense status of the Jiang Group in Jiangnan Province.
Seeing everyone's gazes upon her, Jiang Yanxi sighed helplessly.
Although she had brought powerful bodyguards, facing this martial artist would undoubtedly be like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
"Miss Jiang, how about letting me go?"
Li Dazhuang naturally saw Jiang Yanxi's predicament. It was at this moment that Li Dazhuang truly understood the meaning of being a martial artist.
No matter how capable ordinary people were, they couldn't ignore the laws of this world.
But martial artists were different. Martial artists could ignore all laws because they had the strength to disdain everything.
"Forget it, you've only recently become a martial artist. You're no match for them."
Jiang Yanxi shook her head.
It was known that Sun Mu had more than one martial artist on his side. If Li Dazhuang were to make a move, he would be at a distinct disadvantage.
"Since no one objects, then..."
Sun Mu smiled and was about to announce his dominance when a dark shadow suddenly interrupted his speech.
"Sun Mu, you've become quite arrogant in just a few days."
Qin Hui jumped onto the stage, his expression full of arrogance.
If it weren't for the traffic jam earlier, Qin Hui wouldn't have been so late.
"Yes, if one isn't arrogant, how can they live long?"
"Qin Hui, I thought you were scared and wouldn't dare to come. Since you've come on your own, let's settle old and new scores."
"Awu, take care of him!"
Sun Mu ordered the martial artist beside him.
Sun Mu naturally knew that Awu was no match for Qin Hui, but Sun Mu's idea was simple: to use a war of attrition to wear down Qin Hui's strength, and then deliver a fatal blow!
"Yes!"
The martial artist named Awu immediately jumped onto the stage, his eyes fiercely locked onto Qin Hui, like a hungry wolf that hadn't eaten in a long time.
"Tricks!"
Qin Hui sneered and threw a punch.
Qin Hui was all too familiar with Sun Mu's tricks.
Seeing the punch coming, Awu immediately crossed his hands in front of his chest.
Crack!
A crisp sound of bones breaking echoed.
Awu's hands were shattered by Qin Hui's punch, and he fell off the stage in a sorry state.
In one move, with just one move, Qin Hui had decided the outcome.
"Whoa, well done, amazing."
"Yeah, that's how it should be done. Teach them a good lesson and show them."
The crowd cheered incessantly, feeling proud of the victory at this moment.
The gloom that had been in their hearts was swept away.
"Qin Hui, do you think defeating a second-tier martial artist is that impressive?"
"Uncle Ying, it's your turn. It's him!"
Sun Mu said with a cold expression.
As Sun Mu spoke, a middle-aged man in a white shirt leaped from his seat.
It was more accurate to say he "swept" out rather than "leaped" out, as his speed exceeded the normal range of human perception.
Of course, this move also stunned the crowd.
Although they were all ordinary people, some of them had witnessed martial artists before. After all, the higher one's status, the more they could access.
"Sun Mu, did you spend a lot of money to bring out a fourth-tier martial artist?"
Qin Hui said with some surprise.
"There's no other way. I have to be careful when dealing with you."
Sun Mu remained calm, knowing that a fourth-tier martial artist had an overwhelming advantage over a third-tier martial artist.
"Sigh, who do you think will win now? Martial artists are truly too powerful. It would be so cool to have a martial artist as a bodyguard."
"You? Forget it. Martial artists are very rare, and the stronger they are, the less they enter the mundane world."
"That's true. Now we can only pray that Qin Hui wins, otherwise, we're all finished today!"
The crowd had accepted reality by now. They had no choice but to accept it; these were martial artists who could easily crush people to death.
Uncle Ying coldly scrutinized Qin Hui, wanting to see just how capable this Qin Hui was.
"Kid, I'll let you have three moves."
"If I were to make a move myself, I'm afraid you wouldn't even get a chance to attack."
Uncle Ying said arrogantly, stemming from his immense confidence.
"Alright, old man, you said it yourself."
Although the other party was being polite, Qin Hui had no reason to be polite. If he didn't deal with Sun Mu today, it would have been a wasted trip.
With that, Qin Hui's legs erupted with terrifying power, and he kicked towards the man in white.
Facing Qin Hui's attack, Uncle Ying remained composed. Every kick from Qin Hui was precisely blocked by him.
When facing an opponent of the same level, Qin Hui's strategy of using kicks instead of punches was based on sound reasoning.
That is, legs are longer than arms!
After a few exchanges, Uncle Ying's face was covered in dust. Although he had blocked Qin Hui's attacks, he had also taken quite a bit of dust from Qin Hui's feet.
Of course, what surprised Uncle Ying was that Qin Hui's strength was far from what Sun Mu had claimed him to be, a mere third-tier martial artist.
"To think you're a fourth-tier martial artist. It seems I underestimated you. Unfortunately, you've only just broken through to the fourth tier, and you're no match for me."
Uncle Ying's interest was piqued. If the opponent was too weak, the fight would be boring.
Soon, Uncle Ying spread his arms, his robes fluttering in the wind.
Sun Mu, standing beside him, was also shocked. He hadn't expected Qin Hui to break through in such a short time.
It was fortunate that he had called Uncle Ying; otherwise, the future would be endless trouble!
"You go, proceed with the original plan."
Sun Mu quietly instructed a martial artist beside him.
Although Sun Mu was confident that Uncle Ying would win, there were always exceptions. Sun Mu didn't want this exception to happen to him, so he had other plans.
"Come, let me see how strong you really are."
Uncle Ying made a clawing motion towards Qin Hui through the air, carrying gusts of wind.
Facing the opponent's powerful moves, Qin Hui dared not be careless. He defended repeatedly, waiting to understand the opponent's techniques before finding a way to defeat him.
The battle between the two on the stage represented the fate of those below. If Qin Hui lost, then it was clear that control of Jiangnan Province would fall into Sun Mu's hands.
Riiip!
After exchanging a move, both men were repelled several steps before they managed to stabilize themselves.
As expected, the current situation was more intense than Qin Hui had anticipated.
After all, Qin Hui was not a child of destiny; he was just an ordinary martial artist, and it was absurd to think he could defeat someone in one move.
However, after this exchange, Qin Hui gradually discerned the opponent's weaknesses. With a little more time, he would be able to defeat the opponent.