Yu Daochen arrived at the Chang Le Sect and hurried along the stone path towards the martial arts arena.
Outside the arena, he saw disciples from various sects gradually entering, presumably to witness the spectacle.
Upon entering the spectator stands, he saw Su Lai and two others standing opposite another group on the martial stage.
Su Lai was half-crouching, supporting a young man lying on the ground, his face grim. "You went a bit too hard, didn't you?"
The seven people opposite, though not appearing particularly robust, exuded a sinister aura.
The young man leading them grinned dismissively. "There's always danger in a match. The moment he stepped onto the stage, he should have been prepared to die."
His words instantly enraged Su Lai. "Even so, you didn't have to strike with such force!"
The leading young man shrugged, feigning innocence. "How can you blame me? He himself refused to surrender."
Zhang Xiaoqiang, standing nearby, couldn't help but curse. "Damn it, you injured his throat. How is he supposed to cry out for help?"
The young man adopted a ruffian's stance. "Then there's nothing I can do. The rules don't forbid attacking the throat."
Zhang Xiaoqiang immediately drew the copper coin sword from his waist. "You got the guts, come and fight me!"
At Zhang Xiaoqiang's challenge, the young man swiftly drew his curved saber. "Come on! You think you're invincible just because you're an elder of the Yan Shu Sect."
The young man showed no fear of the Yan Shu Sect. The influence of the Miao Jiang Chen family was no weaker, so there was no reason to be afraid of Zhang Xiaoqiang.
Seeing this, Su Lai also drew his weapon. The six men behind the opposing young man also drew their curved sabers.
Zhang Xiaoqiang's expression turned grim. The strength of the six men behind this fellow was at least at the peak of the Earth Ranking.
If a fight were to break out, they would be at a disadvantage. Moreover, Su Lai's sect disciple was still unconscious, and they would have to protect him during the fight.
Su Lai looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang and Da Hu beside him, signaling them not to interfere.
Zhang Xiaoqiang and Da Hu understood Su Lai's intention, but neither paid him any mind, completely ignoring him.
"Among the young generation, I, Chen Hua, truly fear no one," Chen Hua declared disdainfully.
He believed his talent and background were second to none, so why should he fear anyone?
Chen Hua's declaration drew the attention of everyone in the stands.
Zhang Xiaoqiang cursed inwardly, thinking that only Yu Daochen could handle such a tough opponent.
He regretted not calling Yu Daochen earlier.
Zhang Xiaoqiang exchanged a look with Da Hu beside him.
Da Hu immediately understood and was about to pull out his phone to call Yu Daochen when a voice echoed from the stands.
"Damn, it seems my title of Peerless Prodigy is about to change hands."
Upon hearing the familiar voice, Da Hu, Zhang Xiaoqiang, and Su Lai rejoiced and turned to look.
Chen Hua and the six men behind him also turned towards the source of the sound.
There, Yu Daochen leaned on the railing, leaped down, and landed steadily. He then flicked his black jacket with an air of mastery, a condescending smile playing on his lips.
"I am Yu Daochen, known in the martial world as the Peerless Prodigy, Master Yu."
Yu Daochen's declaration drew the gaze of all the disciples present.
The eyes of Su Lai and the other two were like those of people seeing a living Bodhisattva.
"This fellow has arrived at the perfect time."
Yu Daochen saw Zhang Xiaoqiang looking at him with admiration and deliberately raised an eyebrow.
It was as if he were asking, "Was I cool this time?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang unhesitatingly gave him a thumbs-up.
"This was truly awesome!"
Truth be told, Yu Daochen was impressed with himself; he had indeed looked incredibly cool.
Yu Daochen slowly walked towards Su Lai and the other two, a confident smile on his face.
It was as if he were telling them, "With me here, this situation won't get out of hand."
Arriving beside the trio, Yu Daochen looked at Chen Hua and his group, maintaining his disdainful smile without speaking.
Chen Hua, not to be outdone, also wore a disdainful smile.
They stared at each other, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.
After a moment, Chen Hua, unable to hold back, spoke first. "I've long heard of Master Yu's fame. Seeing you today, you truly live up to your reputation."
"I know that. Everyone says that when they see me," Yu Daochen nodded, secretly amused.
"You want to compete in imposing presence with me? You don't even know if you're capable."
To describe it in one sentence: a hooligan meeting a fierce bandit is courting death.
The moment Chen Hua spoke, Yu Daochen knew he had already won.
Seeing that Yu Daochen wasn't playing by the usual rules, Chen Hua chuckled. "Master Yu, what do you mean by that?"
Yu Daochen scoffed dismissively. "Nonsense, are we fighting, or did I come to invite you to dinner?"
Yu Daochen showed no regard for Chen Hua's status, whether he was from the Witchcraft Chen family or not. He simply refused to give him face.
Seeing that Yu Daochen was completely disregarding him, Chen Hua gritted his teeth in anger. "Master Yu, don't think that just because I call you Master Yu, I'm actually afraid of you."
Yu Daochen smiled disdainfully. "If you're not afraid, then fight me. Come on."
Chen Hua, angered, clenched his curved saber. "I want to see what you're capable of."
Su Lai and the other two behind Yu Daochen chuckled.
As the saying goes, the weak fear the strong, and the strong fear the ruthless.
To deal with someone like this, you need a professional like Master Yu.