You have no chance.
As soon as Yu Daohan finished speaking, a hand shot out, locking onto the man's throat.
The man instinctively took a step back, dodging the hand aimed at his throat.
The man knew that close-quarters combat would only be a hindrance with a gun, so he directly discarded it.
Seeing the figure evade his throat lock, Yu Daohan swung his fist towards the figure's temple. The figure raised his arm to block, then with his other hand, clenched into a fist and struck towards Yu Daohan's face.
Yu Daohan grabbed the fist aimed at his face with his other hand and stomped his knee into the figure's abdomen.
The figure recoiled in pain, retreating. Yu Daohan gave the figure no room to breathe, letting out a low growl: "Five Elements Technique, Earth Kun Hand."
A layer of rock-like material enveloped Yu Daohan's right palm. Yu Daohan swung his palm, cleaving towards the figure.
The figure crossed his arms to block the incoming palm strike. Instantly, a bone-piercing pain shot up his arm, as if his bones were breaking.
Seeing the figure dare to take his Earth Kun Hand head-on, Yu Daohan grinned: "A bit of spirit, but that doesn't mean you can win."
As soon as Yu Daohan finished speaking, he unleashed another heavy blow. The figure blocked with one hand while reaching for his waist with the other.
*Crack~*
A bone-shattering sound echoed. The figure's face instantly turned pale, and he retreated. His other hand had already produced a grenade. He bit open the pull-ring. Even at this close distance, he would be injured, but he couldn't afford to care. If he didn't do this, he would surely be beaten to death by Yu Daohan.
The figure threw it directly at Yu Daohan: "Worst case, we die together."
Yu Daohan laughed instead of fearing, grabbing the thrown grenade and squeezing it with force: "Want to take me down with you? You need to show me what you're made of."
Watching the grenade being crushed by Yu Daohan, despair spread across the figure's face. This guy was simply not someone he could defeat. He had thought he could use a trap to send this guy to his death, but unexpectedly, he was the one being sent to the netherworld.
He was filled with regret. Why did he accept this job?
Just last night, a woman approached him, offering a high price to kill someone. He had thought it was just some ordinary kid, but he never expected to face such a formidable character.
Yu Daohan wasted no words, swinging his palm directly into the figure.
*Squelch~*
Before the figure could react, Yu Daohan's palm had pierced his chest, blood flowing down Yu Daohan's arm.
Yu Daohan withdrew his hand, shaking off the blood. The rock-like material dissolved into a wisp of deep yellow gas and dissipated into the air.
*Thump.*
The figure collapsed to the ground. Yu Daohan removed the face covering from the figure and saw a man around thirty years old with a scar on his forehead.
Looking at the man's face, Yu Daohan chuckled: "Didn't expect you to be from the martial world."
After speaking, Yu Daohan patted the man's pockets and pulled out a plaque.
The plaque was made of steel, with three characters engraved on it: 【Zeng Deheng】.
"So it's a Jackal," Yu Daohan said, then tossed the plaque back.
The so-called Jackals were people in the martial world who had low attainments in magic, or perhaps none at all. They primarily fought with modern weapons and traps. Normally, they might not even be able to defeat a master from the Earth Ranking, but if they were prepared, the outcome was uncertain.
Yu Daohan then pulled open the man's shoulder, his smile gradually fading.
"No injury!"
Yu Daohan frowned. He had shot the masked man in black in the shoulder with chopsticks last night, yet the man in front of him had no injury on his shoulder. This meant only one thing.
"This guy isn't the masked man in black from yesterday!"
Yu Daohan got up and hurried back. Regardless of the other party's motive, their task was to retrieve the body. They would ignore anything else. If he dared to act again, they would uproot him completely.
Yu Daohan quickly rushed back to Zhu Futing's fish pond. Under a large tree, a figure was watching Yu Daohan's every move.
Upon returning to the fish pond, Su Lai had everything prepared, waiting for noon to dive in and retrieve the body.
"Master Yu, what happened?" Su Lai asked, seeing Yu Daohan walk back with a cloth wrapped around his forehead, blood staining most of it.
"Sect Master, are you alright?" Zhou Fu asked anxiously from beside him.
Yu Daohan waved his hand: "It's nothing, just got ambushed by a few mines."
Yu Daohan and Su Lai went into the house. Su Lai took out a plastic jar, retrieved a dollop of Huatuo ointment, unwrapped the cloth from Yu Daohan's forehead, and applied the ointment to the wound.
"Master Yu, what happened? Did the other party have reinforcements?"
Su Lai looked at the wound on Yu Daohan's forehead. Only a master from the Heaven Ranking could injure Yu Daohan.
Yu Daohan recounted the encounter with the Jackal in detail.
Su Lai's expression turned serious after listening: "Master Yu, are you sure that guy wasn't the masked man in black from last night?"
Yu Daohan nodded affirmatively: "That guy had no injury on his shoulder. It couldn't have been him."
Su Lai pondered for a moment and said: "Regardless of their motive, we'll retrieve the body and leave here immediately today. If he dares to make a move again, we'll kill him."
Yu Daohan nodded. He thought the same. Whether the other party was an enemy of Zhu Futing seeking revenge or had some other motive, their task was only to retrieve the body. If the other party dared to make a move again, no matter who it was, they would be killed.
"I observed it carefully. It's a corpse dumping ground," Su Lai murmured.
Upon hearing the words "corpse dumping ground," Yu Daohan's expression changed: "Are you sure?!"