novelraw Chapter 744 - 646: Martial Arts Master
Chapter 744 - 646: Martial Arts Master
A group of young men with yellow-dyed hair and machetes quickly gathered after the phone call was made.
"They're from Fierce Tiger Hall!"
Someone in the crowd shouted.
Immediately, everyone reacted in panic: "What? People from Fierce Tiger Hall?"
"What the hell is Fierce Tiger Hall?"
Yang Tian asked with interest.
"This bustling commercial street is managed by Fierce Tiger Hall. If anyone dares to make trouble here and gets targeted by them, they'll end up severely injured or worse!"
A man raised his voice to explain.
"Oh? That fierce? Looks like the name Fierce Tiger Hall suits them well," Yang Tian nodded, then said, "Fine, I'll turn them into Weak Tiger Hall in a bit!"
"What the hell did you just say? Say it again if you dare!"
A loud voice shouted out.
A man with a scarred face emerged from the arriving group of young men. He walked over to Zhou Quan, whispered a few words, then gave Yang Tian a fiery gaze: "Are you the one who beat up Boss Zhou's son?"
At this point, Zhou Xuexun had already been sent to the hospital for emergency treatment by Zhou Quan's men.
Only Zhou Xuexun's lackey was still there.
The lackey, holding a grudge against Yang Tian for beating him, grew bold upon seeing the arrival of Fierce Tiger Hall: "Big Brother, this bastard is acting wildly, saying this street is his. If we don't crush him today, the boss will definitely vent his anger on us, and Boss Zhou won't trust Fierce Tiger Hall anymore..."
Egged on by the lackey, the scarred man's face turned even colder. He stepped forward, staring icily at Yang Tian: "Last question, do you know anyone in the Capital City?"
"In the Capital City, I have no backing, just my own fists."
Yang Tian waved his fist and smiled lazily.
"So, you're just a small fry with no background and no support?"
The scarred man sneered slightly at the corners of his mouth.
Having neither background nor support meant he could be crushed at will.
But Wu Yue on the side spoke up: "I advise you all to kneel and beg for mercy. He's a descendant of the Chen Family."
"The Chen Family?" The scarred man asked with a hint of surprise in his eyes, firmly questioning: "Are you saying he's from the Chen Family in the Capital City?"
"That's right, he's the grandson of Chen Ming from the Chen Family in the Capital City."
Wu Yue raised his voice.
Hearing Wu Yue's words, everyone froze, stunned in place.
After all, the Chen Family in the Capital City is a formidable presence in Huaxia. The family patriarch, Chen Ming, is not only the richest man in Huaxia but also in all of Asia, frequently making headline news. Both the black and white sides are wary of them.
"You're spouting nonsense!" Zhou Quan smirked coldly: "I know the Chen Family well. None of Chen Ming's descendants are named Yang Tian. Are you trying to make fools of us?"
With Zhou Quan's interruption, a murderous intent erupted in the eyes of the scarred man, who stared intently at Yang Tian: "You bastards dare to cause trouble in Fierce Tiger Hall's territory? And you try to use the Chen Family's influence against me? I'll cut off your arm and take you back to the Chen Family as a trophy!"
Said the scarred man, motioning for the Fierce Tiger Hall members behind him to surround and attack Yang Tian.
These Fierce Tiger Hall members were seasoned fighters, experts at street battles, hacking at people like relentless dogs.
The scarred man's roar prompted the gang members to rush forward.
"Damn, can't a guy catch a break? Do we have to fight again?"
Yang Tian complained.
As the crowd rushed towards him, Yang Tian made his move. With just a wave of his hand, his arm struck like lightning on the foremost man's chest, sending him flying over ten meters before landing and smashing into a car.
The entire car caved in, sounding its alarm.
In an instant, everyone was frozen, staring at this spectacle.
"What... what just happened?"
The Fierce Tiger Hall members were dumbfounded.
The crowd, on the other hand, erupted in excitement: "He really is a martial arts master!"
"Damn, I thought he was just bluffing, but he's truly a martial arts master!"
"I didn't believe in any Soul Lock or Beating the Bull from Afar, but I believe in his strike!"
"This is way beyond a normal person's capabilities. If he's not a martial arts master, then I've got nothing to say!"
Hearing the crowd's words, Wu Yue smiled smugly: "Listen up, Yang Tian is not only a Chen Family descendant but also a martial arts master. If any of you dare approach, you'll die anyway. You might as well come at him all at once; Yang Tian can handle all of you in just half a minute!"
"Wow!!!"
The crowd erupted in astonishment.
The onlookers believed Wu Yue's words.
The Fierce Tiger Hall members, however, looked at each other, hesitant.
The scarred man glanced at Yang Tian, and then turned to Zhou Quan: "Boss Zhou, I don't care if he's a martial arts master. In my eyes, so-called martial arts masters are just scammers. I suspect he used some scientific trick earlier. Right now, I only care if he's really a Chen Family descendant."
Zhou Quan's expression was very dark: "Rest assured, he's definitely not a Chen Family descendant. I've met all of them, and none are named Yang Tian."
"That's settled then!"
The scarred man turned back to Yang Tian, shouting: "Yang Tian, I don't know what tricks you pulled, but I can teach you a lesson in moments!"
With that, the scarred man snatched a machete from the ground and charged at Yang Tian, leaping forward and bringing the large blade down towards Yang Tian's head.
"No wonder you doubted me; you're a martial artist too."
Yang Tian nodded.
He was getting impatient. All night, he'd been proclaiming to everyone that he was a martial arts master, yet no one seemed to believe him.
These people needed to see it to believe it.
With this thought, Yang Tian unleashed a Heaven-shattering Palm Technique at the scarred man.
BOOM!
With a thunderous roar, the scarred man's machete shattered, and he himself was blown away, his arm reduced to pieces mid-air, falling limply to the ground like a broken kite.
Instantly, a deathly silence enveloped the area.
Everyone was fixated on the scene.
No one knew how much time had passed before the crowd erupted in fear: "He is definitely a martial arts master. If anyone still doubts it, I'll kill them!"
(PS: Up next, I'll quickly wrap up the Corpse Demon issue, then write some urban romance and show-off stories. No more fantasy stuff.)