On the martial arts stage, Da Meng's physique was formidable, his every step exuding an imposing aura.
Daoist Lin stood his ground, utterly unfazed.
"Old man, I'll send you down now!"
Da Meng sneered, and like pulling bamboo shoots, he grabbed Daoist Lin's arm, intending to throw him off the stage.
But to his surprise, Daoist Lin remained rooted to the spot. No matter how hard Da Meng tried, he couldn't budge him an inch.
Boss Chu frowned. He knew Da Meng's strength intimately. Daoist Lin's immovability suggested he was no ordinary person.
"Boss Chu, how do you feel now?"
Fatty Chen smiled. "His physique is strong, but he's just a normal person. How can he contend with a martial artist?"
"Fatty, don't get cocky too soon. Even if Da Meng can't move the old man, he might not lose," Boss Chu said seriously. "I'm curious to see what other tricks he has!"
"You're still like this even now," Fatty Chen smiled. "You won't give up until you hit rock bottom. I suspect you won't give up even then."
Boss Chu frowned but said nothing more. He waited for Da Meng, his carefully selected expert. If he couldn't win this match, he would lose face today.
"You have brute strength. Against an ordinary person, you would surely be unstoppable," Daoist Lin smiled slightly, flicking a single finger. A powerful palm force was unleashed upon Da Meng.
Boom...
Da Meng absorbed the internal force, his body exploding backward. His face turned extremely grim. "Old man, why can you use internal force!"
"A duel between experts isn't just about physical strength," Daoist Lin stated plainly. "I concede!"
"I haven't lost yet!"
Da Meng was still unwilling to give up. He grabbed Daoist Lin, attempting the same move. However, Daoist Lin repelled him again with a palm strike, sending him directly off the stage.
This caused quite a stir among the audience, who were unsure what had happened.
Daoist Lin appeared frail, but his displayed techniques commanded respect. Su Dan Novel Network.
"I'll kill you!"
Da Meng felt a surge of indignation and wanted to forcefully charge onto the stage.
"Enough!"
Boss Chu stood up. "Haven't you embarrassed yourself enough?"
Da Meng looked wronged and dared not speak directly, only exiting dejectedly. He had come here today hoping to gain fame throughout Jiangnan, but it had turned out this way.
"Boss Chu, there's no need to be angry. It's just the loss of a strong general,"
Fatty Chen smiled. "A martial arts match is just for entertainment."
"Hmph!" Boss Chu said nothing more, only letting out a cold snort before sitting down. Everyone understood that the contests today would determine the standing of various forces in Jiangnan.
After defeating Da Meng, Daoist Lin went on to defeat numerous other experts, causing quite a sensation.
"If you were to act, do you have confidence in defeating him?" Old Master Zhao asked.
"Rest assured, Old Master. His strength is merely at the Great Accomplishment stage. It should not be a problem."
With a detached gaze, Black Rakshasa stated plainly, "As long as no Grandmasters appear, the championship today will surely fall into the Zhao family's hands!"
"That would be for the best!" Old Master Zhao nodded, a look of joy appearing on his face.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Little White Dragon approached Han Yunhai. "I wonder where Mr. Lu has gone. I haven't seen him. The martial arts大会 is at a crucial juncture. I hope Mr. Lu won't be delayed!"
"He shouldn't be!" Han Yunhai waved his hand. "You don't need to feel too much pressure. Since Mr. Lu personally came to Bailong Town, there won't be any mistakes."
Little White Dragon nodded, his heart also growing serious.
At this moment, Daoist Lin was dominating the stage, defeating any expert who dared to challenge him within three moves, drawing widespread attention.
"Who else? I ask, who else!"
Fatty Chen was not being modest, calling out repeatedly from the main seat.
Boss Chu's face was ashen, filled with great dissatisfaction.
Old Master Zhao gave a signal, and Black Rakshasa prepared to make his move.
But just then, a figure leaped onto the stage. Clad in black, he looked at Daoist Lin with disdain.
"Another one coming to die!" Fatty Chen shook his head. "This is the ninth one, isn't it!"
Daoist Lin was initially indifferent, but upon seeing the person before him, his heart trembled slightly. "Your aura is terrifying. Are you also a martial artist!"
Shen Bihai let out a cold laugh and moved with incredible speed. Before Daoist Lin could even make a move, he had him in his grasp.
The crowd was slightly astonished. The man in black was exceptionally strong. As they watched again, they heard a crisp snap, and Daoist Lin met his untimely end.
"Is that all the strength you have?"
Shen Bihai's expression was indifferent, as if he hadn't taken it seriously at all.
On the main platform, the various big figures exchanged glances, filled with disbelief. They had never imagined that an expert like Daoist Lin would be so insignificant before the man in black.
"The martial arts大会, how can you kill so readily!" Fatty Chen suddenly stood up. "Are you provoking me!"
"Speak one more word, and you die!" Shen Bihai suddenly turned, staring directly at Fatty Chen.
His icy eyes, coupled with his boundless killing intent, shocked the many prominent figures on the main platform.
"This person's skills are extraordinary. If you were to act, what is your chance of success?" Old Master Zhao asked.
"Thirty percent!"
Black Rakshasa stated directly. "His aura is too strong, his strength not low. To have thirty percent is already quite good!"
Old Master Zhao frowned. If this were true, wouldn't they be publicly humiliated today?
"Brother, your strength is formidable. Would you be willing to join my ranks!" Boss Chu chuckled. "I will never mistreat you in the future!"
Shen Bihai glanced at them with disdain. Though these were prominent figures in Jiangnan, in his eyes, they were merely ants.
"By the West Lake, who made the move!"
Suddenly, Shen Bihai's voice echoed. "My junior brother died unjustly. How can I allow the murderer to escape justice!"
Everyone looked confused, but Han Yunhai's expression changed.
He had known for a long time that Yang Beitian had powerful backing. He hadn't expected them to appear at the martial arts大会.
Lu Fan stood amidst the crowd, a slight smile on his lips. He had been searching for this aura, and now that it had appeared voluntarily, he would not let it go easily.
"Who made the move, show yourself!"
Shen Bihai's expression was cold as he scanned the crowd.
Sensing the icy killing intent, many people retreated. Only Lu Fan did not take a single step back.
To prevent his identity from being exposed, Lu Fan wore a mask and walked step by step towards the stage. "Yang Beitian was killed by me!"
Lu Fan spoke each word with immense killing intent. Though his steps were light, no one dared to underestimate him.
"Mr. Lu!"
Han Yunhai suddenly stood up, showing his joy. He had been worried earlier, but upon seeing Lu Fan, he was completely relieved.
"It seems he's here for revenge!" Boss Chu gave an awkward smile. "I was planning to recruit him!"