<h4>Chapter 793: Chapter 792 Time to Take the Stage</h4>


    In the midst of the crowd’s cheers, Myriad Enemy stepped onto the stage and, looking down at Patriarch Hu, dered in a loud voice, "Patriarch Hu, how about I give you a chance? Send up three people at once to save time!"


    The entire audience immediately burst intoughter and cheers, with those ttering him even shouting loudly, "Myriad Enemy is mighty and domineering!"


    Patriarch Hu’s expression was calm as he gently held his teacup, took a slow sip, and then softly replied, "Myriad Enemy, this is a matter of Liuan City. Why have you run over to meddle as well?"


    "Brother Li and I have been good friends for many years..." Myriad Enemy dered in a loud voice.


    "Save those useless words." Patriarch Hu cut him off directly, "To put it inly, you just want to use this opportunity to integrate Liuan City Martial Arts Alliance under your control!"


    With these words, the atmosphere suddenly grew colder, and many people secretly nced towards Changtian Martial Arts Hall.


    If that were truly the goal, then what was Changtian Martial Arts Hall doing that was any different than the Hu Family?


    Li Changtian’s expression instantly changed, and Myriad Enemy also looked displeased, saying in a heavy tone, "Hu, don’t paint us so sordid. We are not the same kind of people as you."


    "Ha ha ha..." Patriarch Huughed heartily, "Indeed, we are not the same kind of people. At the very least, our Hu Family acts openly and decisively. As for you, you’re underhanded and cunning, scheming behind others’ backs, utterly shameless!"


    Myriad Enemy was enraged, "Hu, enough with the nonsense. Will you fight or not this round? If you’re too scared to fight, just admit defeat and we can put an end to this matter here and now!"


    "Since you’ve personallye, how could I let you make the trip in vain?" Patriarch Hu smiled, "However, your visit to Liuan City this time was quite rash. Not only will you gain no advantage, you may even leave your life behind!"


    "Want to kill me? We’ll see if you have the ability!" Myriad Enemy shouted angrily.


    Patriarch Hu did not waste words, giving a casual smile and a wave of his hand. A man in full ck attire, with a ck cloth covering half his face, emerged from behind him.


    His masked face was obscured, and his silhouette bore a lean sword on his back; his clothing could be described as streamlined.


    He walked slowly to the stage and stood quietly in front of Myriad Enemy.


    The onlookers were all astonished; no one had seen this person before. What was going on? Shouldn’t the Hu Family send their strongest? How did this unknown person suddenly appear?


    And moreover, the Hu Family had sent him to fight Myriad Enemy; just how confident were they in his strength?


    Myriad Enemy frowned; he had never seen this man before. Moreover, standing opposite this man, he couldn’t feel any power emanating from him, as though facing a powerless weakling.


    What was the Hu Family’s intention? To simply send someone to die?


    "Is this the person you sent?" Myriad Enemy asked coldly, "Too afraid to show your own face, what secrets are you hiding?"


    "Why do you care what it is, since he’s stepped onto the field, let’s let strength do the talking," Patriarch Hu said with a smile.


    "You’re right!" Myriad Enemy snarled, "Let’s see how you talk after I tear this man apart!"


    No sooner had he spoken than Myriad Enemy’s right foot mmed fiercely against the ground, cratering the sturdy stage. He propelled himself toward the masked man like a cannonball, angling his shoulder to ram directly into him.


    With Myriad Enemy’s momentum and his robust physique, there was no doubt among the crowd that if the man were struck, it would be akin to being hit by a truck.


    Moreover, with such incredible speed, the man probably wouldn’t even have time to dodge.


    Just as Myriad Enemy was about to collide with the man, something eerie happened. The man, without bending his legs, shifted three feet to the left, eerily evading Myriad Enemy’s oing form, just like a zombie somehow avoiding the blow.


    The crowd watched wide-eyed as Myriad Enemy sped by, yet the man casually evaded. Everyone couldn’t help but take a deep breath, realizing the man’s strength was definitely not weak!


    Myriad Enemy too felt something was amiss and quickly attempted to grab back at him. But the man, still without bending his legs, moved around Myriad Enemy like a ghost, uncatchable. Myriad Enemy put all his effort into his strikes, yet couldn’t touch the man even slightly.


    Onlookers watched Myriad Enemy il about wildly, unable toy a finger on the man, their shock growing by the moment. Other aspects aside, the man’s lightness skill was truly terrifying!


    After a short exchange, fear had crept into Myriad Enemy’s heart. He knew well that with the man’s movements, a strike from behind would be impossible for him to avoid. In this battle, he had no hope of victory!


    Myriad Enemy was a man who could handle winning and losing gracefully, without a moment’s hesitation, he turned around and shouted, "Forget it, I admit defeat..."


    Before he could finish his sentence, the man suddenly made his move, striking Myriad Enemy squarely in the chest with his palm.


    The words Myriad Enemy had left to say were forcibly swallowed as the man’s palm strike made his True Qi nearly reverse its flow.


    The onlookers weren’t very concerned, as Myriad Enemy’s most formidable asset was his body. With External Kung Fu cultivated to such an extent, his body was virtually imprable to des and spears. The man’s light and seemingly inconsequential strikes—what harm could they possibly do?


    However, the man did not stop. After the initial palm strikended, he continued to strike one after another, and a noise much like popping beans emanated from Myriad Enemy’s body.


    With each strike from the man, Myriad Enemy’s bones cracked. Eventually, the man ceased, and Myriad Enemy slowly copsed to the ground, his body limp and his limbs contorted unnaturally.


    The scene erupted into a mor; Myriad Enemy had actually lost? And been defeated inbat?


    "How... how is that possible?" Fu Dewei whispered incredulously, his face a mask of disbelief.


    At that moment, Zhao Ping’an murmured, "Every bone in his body has been shattered, not a single one left intact."


    "What?" Fu Dewei eximed in astonishment, unaware that such an oue was possible.


    What Zhao Ping’an expressed were Su Yang’s words. He stood up and said softly, "Now it’s our turn to go on stage!"


    "Ping’an, what stage are you going on..." Fu Dewei wanted to stop him but at that instant, Su Yang pointed a finger casually through the air, and Fu Dewei instantly copsed into his chair, unable to utter another word.


    Zhao Ping’an looked at Su Yang and slowly nodded. Then, he pulled out the IOU and handed it to Foo Qinn.


    "What’s this for?" Foo Qinn asked with distaste.


    "After I finish the fight today, find the person on the note..." Zhao Ping’an instructed, "He will give you two thousand yuan. That’s money I took from my master’s card. Use it to repay my master!"


    "What?" Foo Qinn stood there dumbfounded.


    Listening to this conversation, tears welled up in Fu Dewei’s eyes. He didn’t know what Zhao Ping’an had taken the money for, but this apprentice had truly not let him down!