He lacked even the qualification to die at the opponent's hands!
How pathetic!
Master Lang had roamed the jianghu for so many years, never imagining he would face such a day!
Most crucially, if he were truly that weak, it would be one thing. But he was already renowned!
This immense contrast instantly made his life seem bleak and devoid of joy.
"If you don't kill me, I'll kill you!"
Master Lang's eyes suddenly narrowed. With a frenzied roar, he lunged at Ying Chen.
Immense power surged through his body, the air whistling menacingly with his charge.
A dense aura of boxing intent radiated outward, blooming like a mushroom cloud above his head, stunning the entire crowd.
"Boxing intent like clouds! I didn't expect Master Lang to have reached such a realm!" someone exclaimed.
"What is boxing intent like clouds? Is it very powerful?" another inquired, unfamiliar with the term.
"Let me put it this way: in all of Hong Kong, there are no more than ten people who can reach this realm! Usually, during a spar, if you see your opponent unleash boxing intent like clouds, you can pretty much concede. Because if you continue, there will only be one outcome: being killed by the master with boxing intent like clouds," the first speaker explained patiently.
"Oh, so it's that powerful! Then why hasn't that mainland kid conceded yet? Why hasn't he been killed?"
"..."
The first speaker instantly lost the desire to speak.
No wonder the guy asking the question didn't have many friends. With his emotional intelligence, it would be a miracle if he had any!
"Even Hong Ah Gong, who has reached the realm of boxing intent seeing spirits, couldn't kill me. You're merely at boxing intent like clouds. What makes you think you can kill me?"
Ying Chen looked at the charging Master Lang, his face devoid of any panic, and calmly retorted.
Master Lang's eyes widened instantly: "What? Hong Ah Gong has already reached the level of boxing intent seeing spirits?"
"Terrifying! That means he's at least at Martial Dao Sixth Stage, arguably the number one martial artist in Hong Kong!"
"No! If even a Sixth Stage martial artist is no match for you, then what realm are you in?"
Master Lang was utterly horrified.
Before, he had only felt psychological collapse. Now, he felt terror and despair!
A Sixth Stage martial artist couldn't kill him, so how could he possibly succeed?
By sheer audacity?
By being fearless of death?
"You talk too much. I don't like it."
Ying Chen listened to Master Lang's rapid-fire questions and replied indifferently.
Then, he casually raised his palm, as if swatting a fly.
*Slap!*
He struck Master Lang directly on the face.
Master Lang felt his entire cheek shift and deform, and his very soul seemed to be ripped from his body by the blow.
The next second, with a *thump*, he crashed heavily to the ground.
His body had sunken into the ground by a full finger's depth!
He was barely breathing, with only half a life left.
Having dealt with the buzzing "fly" that was Master Lang, Ying Chen unhurriedly turned his gaze to Huo Sheng and Li Fengcheng.
Huo Sheng and Li Fengcheng were also looking at him.
Their gazes met in mid-air.
It was as if invisible sparks were flying.
The atmosphere in the venue instantly became deathly silent and oppressive, like the calm before a storm.
"The Golden Robe, it's mine."
"The Liao family, it's also mine."
"You two—"
"If you don't want to die, you can scram."
Ying Chen uttered his words, each one deliberate.
This declaration immediately widened the eyes of everyone present, leaving them in stunned shock!
This was Hong Kong!
Huo Sheng and Li Fengcheng were the two biggest local powers in Hong Kong!
Ying Chen, an outsider, had come to Hong Kong and dared to point fingers at the local powers, telling them to scram?
He was crazy, absolutely crazy!
Huo Sheng and Li Fengcheng's pupils contracted sharply, revealing fierce glares and anger.
Even globally renowned figures dared not speak to them like this!
The reason was simple: a strong dragon doesn't easily suppress a local snake!
As long as they were in Hong Kong, they were the gods of Hong Kong!
They were the ones who dictated others, not the other way around!
Who could have imagined that today, it would be the opposite.
Ying Chen, a mainland fellow, was now dictating them, demanding they hand over the Golden Robe and the Liao family, and then telling them to scram?
If they swallowed this insult, Huo Sheng and Li Fengcheng might as well forget about operating in Hong Kong from now on!
"Phone!"
A cold light flashed in Huo Sheng's eyes as he extended his hand.
Someone quickly handed him a phone.
Huo Sheng dialed a number and coldly uttered, "Deploy the Jingwu Elite! Remember to bring their equipment!"
Upon hearing Huo Sheng's words, everyone present exchanged stunned glances, their expressions filled with alarm.
Jingwu Elite with equipment?
They were comparable to the world's top special forces!
Master Lang was merely the martial arts instructor for the Jingwu Elite. Their true combat power came from their modern weaponry and equipment!
Jingwu Elite without equipment were entirely different from the fully armed Jingwu Elite.
There had been a severe incident in Hong Kong previously where a group of overseas armed militants had infiltrated and taken hostages.
At that time, the Hong Kong authorities had been unable to resolve the situation, even suffering casualties.
Just as the Hong Kong authorities were at a loss, the Huo family's Jingwu Elite appeared.
In less than twenty minutes, they had annihilated all the overseas militants!
All the hostages were safe and successfully rescued!
From then on, everyone knew the strength of the Jingwu Elite. If Huo Sheng had been willing, the Jingwu Elite could have participated in international special forces competitions and won accolades!
And now, such a force was about to arrive at the venue.
And they were deploying the entire unit.
A hint of pity appeared in the eyes of those present, as if they could already see Ying Chen's fate.
"Very good. It seems you've made your choice."
Ying Chen looked calmly at Huo Sheng and Li Fengcheng and said.
"It's just that you seem to have forgotten one thing—even if your reinforcements are heavenly soldiers, invincible in battle, they still need time to arrive. So, during the time before they arrive, how will you protect yourselves?"
"If I wanted to send the two of you on your way, could you resist?"
As he spoke his last words, Ying Chen's tone suddenly turned sharp.
By the time the last word dissipated into the air, Ying Chen had vanished.
Only two deep footprints remained where he had been standing.
Around the footprints, there were terrifying and massive cracks!
Ying Chen was like a fighter jet that had instantly pushed the throttle to maximum, ascending into the sky without any prelude or takeoff run!
The violent force shook the entire ground of the venue!
In the air, a white shockwave formed, extending from where Ying Chen had stood straight towards Huo Sheng and Li Fengcheng!
Huo Sheng and Li Fengcheng's expressions changed drastically!
Neither of them had expected Ying Chen to act so decisively!
Most importantly, Ying Chen's reasoning was sound. During the vacuum period before the Jingwu Elite arrived, what could they do to protect themselves?
With Ying Chen's skills, it would take less than two seconds to kill them!
By the time the Jingwu Elite arrived, they would only see the corpses of the two men!
Despair flashed in Huo Sheng's eyes. For the first time, he felt the fear of death.
Li Fengcheng also trembled in despair, but amidst his trembling, Li Fengcheng instinctively shouted one sentence:
"Ten billion reward! Master He, save me!"