Chapter 53 (1/2)

Chapter 53

”What?!”

Yao Zhong's face changed drastically as his Thousand Phantom Palm was seen through, and even his right hand was grabbed . He never thought that his technique would be defeated so easily .

At the same time, he felt a violent sense of crisis . All the cells in his body tightened as he tried to pull out his right hand that was grasped by Xia Ping . But his right hand seemed to be held by a crane containing terrifying vigor .

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get rid of it .

”Dammit!”

At this moment, Yao Zhong's face was ashen . Because his right hand was caught, Xia Ping clenched his left fist and punched out .

Leopard Fist-Leopard hits Shooting Star!

A leopard's roar rang out in the air as his fist slammed against Yao Zhong's abdomen . Yao Zhong immediately felt a terrifying force explode .

”Ahh!”

Yao Zhong let out a miserable scream as his whole body was blown away abruptly . His body slid along the ground for hundreds of meters and finally smashed against the wall before stopping .

He stared at Xia Ping stubbornly . But after struggling for a few seconds, a sharp pain a.s.saulted his body . He fell to the ground with a snap and pa.s.sed out from the abrupt pain .

”Brother Yao Zhong!”

The group of disciples in the Wuwei Martial Arts Hall shouted with anxiousness and worry .

Some people couldn't believe it . This was the famous Yao Zhong, a powerhouse at the Seventh Layer who could be called the trump card of Wuwei Martial Arts Hall .

But now, he was actually defeated by this kid with a single punch and knocked out . How could this happen?

”Is that it?”

There was a trace of disappointment on Xia Ping's face: ”That's really fragile . You fainted with just a single punch? Are you actually acting? Tch! It seems the eldest disciple of Wuwei Martial Arts Hall only has this much strength . ”

”Who the h.e.l.l is acting! Are you blind that you don't see Brother Yao Zhong fainting? I know Brother Yao Zhong, he doesn't have that good acting skills . ” A disciple of Wuwei Martial Arts Hall shouted in grief .

After listening, another pudgy disciple was so annoyed that he snapped and slapped the guy hard: ”Can you shut the h.e.l.l up? If you can't speak properly, don't open your mouth . No one will take you for a fool . ”

The man felt very wronged: ”But that b.a.s.t.a.r.d is insulting Brother Yao Zhong, I can't stand it . ”

”Insult? What you said was more of an insult!” The chunky disciple was furious and couldn't wait to beat him up .

Xia Ping was speechless . He waved his hand: ”Okay, okay, stop arguing . I know the true level of your Wuwei martial arts hall now, it doesn't seem to be all that good . ”

What?!

Hearing this, the group of Wuwei martial arts pract.i.tioners became angry . All of them glared at Xia Ping as if they wanted to tear the b.a.s.t.a.r.d to pieces .

Upon seeing this, Xia Ping gave a side-eye: ”What's wrong? Are you not convinced?”

”Convinced your sister!”

”Wuwei Martial Arts Hall is a well-known martial arts hall . The strong are like clouds and can come out in large numbers . How can you just insult us?”

Everyone stared at Xia Ping ferociously, their hearts bursting with anger .