Zhao Ya slowly retracted his fist, coldly staring at Wu Dalun in front of him.
"Who are you?"
"I am Wu Dalun, the Third Elder of the Xuanyang Sect. Boy, don’t push things too far, enough is enough."
Originally aggressive and intending to twist off Zhao Ya’s head, Wu Dalun’s attitude quietly changed at this moment.
Because the sneak attack he had just executed on Zhao Ya was a long-prepared move, which Wu Dalun thought was a deadly strike, but unexpectedly, it not only failed but also resulted in himself being sent flying.
This proved that Zhao Ya was indeed not just a name, his strength was far more than that of someone who had just advanced to the Fifth Realm.
As a result, Wu Dalun’s momentum naturally weakened considerably.
Because he wasn’t sure he could win against Zhao Ya.
Though his momentum waned, Zhao Ya’s was as fierce as a rainbow.
"So, the Xuanyang Sect has finally decided to make a move? Then let me test your prowess."
With those words, Zhao Ya didn’t give Wu Dalun a chance to speak, leaping forward and throwing a punch.
Wu Dalun did not expect Zhao Ya’s body technique to be so fast, losing the upper hand in the blink of an eye.
It wasn’t until the fist was upon him that he shouted in rage, "Arrogant brat!"
Then he raised his palm to counter.
Boom!
Another loud crash, even louder than the previous strike.
Then, Wu Dalun was seen flying backward, vomiting blood continuously in mid-air.
Zhao Ya showed a hint of disappointment on his face.
"With such little ability, dare you challenge me?"
"Forget it, since you’re here, I’ll send you on your way."
With those words, Zhao Ya charged out again.
Wu Dalun was scared out of his wits, the arrogance he had when he came had long disappeared.
The punch just now had directly injured his internal organs, and if not for his profound skills, that single blow could have been fatal.
Even so, Wu Dalun no longer had the strength to fight.
So when he saw Zhao Ya charging again, he dared not face him and could only helplessly shout, "Huangfu Zhen set me up!"
Then he turned and ran.
It must be said, Wu Dalun’s body technique had its merits.
Especially at this life-and-death moment, it unleashed great potential, disappearing almost in an instant.
Of course, this was also because Zhao Ya wasn’t serious about pursuing.
Based on the punch just now, Zhao Ya was certain that Wu Dalun would have to lie in bed for at least three months after returning, and even if he recovered, he would probably be considered finished.
So he couldn’t be bothered to chase, instead lifting his head to look toward a nearby rooftop, calmly saying.
"Gang Leader Huangfu of the Four Seas Gang, it seems the helper you’ve found is not much, can’t even withstand a punch from me."
At this moment, behind that rooftop, Huangfu Zhen lay hidden atop the tiles, ice-cold all over, hoping Zhao Ya hadn’t noticed him.
But Wu Dalun’s shout as he left had exposed his identity, coupled with Zhao Ya’s keen senses, it was destined that his hope was in vain.
So upon hearing Zhao Ya call him out by name, Huangfu Zhen felt dismayed, but could only stand up with a stiff head.
"Y-young Hero Zhao!"
"Enough talk, since you’re here, you shall take a punch from me too!"
As early as the battle with Wu Dalun, Zhao Ya had sensed Huangfu Zhen’s presence.
Though he hadn’t met him, considering Huangfu Zhen’s strength and age, Zhao Ya easily deduced that this must be the nominal Big Master of the Four Seas Gang.
Thus, everything became clear.
Wu Dalun must have been the reinforcement Huangfu Zhen brought from the Xuanyang Sect.
He just never expected the highly anticipated Third Elder to be defeated in just two moves in front of Zhao Ya.
And now that Wu Dalun has run away, the Big Master of the Four Seas Gang must leave something behind.
Zhao Ya didn’t give Huangfu Zhen a chance to speak, leaping up and throwing a punch.
Huangfu Zhen was inwardly lamenting, but it was too late to retreat, as Zhao Ya’s body technique was too fast.
He could only gather all his strength, attempting to take the punch.
But in his current state, priced as the strongest of the Fifth Realm, how could he be a match for Zhao Ya?
With a loud boom, the immense power of the punch shattered Huangfu Zhen’s hands, and then the shockwave rapidly extended inward.
Huangfu Zhen let out a desperate cry of pain, and his upper body exploded with a roar.
Not only that, but even the rooftop of the brothel under his feet collapsed by more than half in an instant.
With one punch.
Huangfu Zhen met his demise.
As dust and smoke filled the air, Zhao Ya lightly landed back on the ground.
At this time, whether it was those government officials and constables or Sheng Lianhua and others who had rushed to the scene, they were all dumbfounded.
Especially Sheng Lianhua, whose expression was dazed.
Because from the strong entrance of Xuanyang Sect’s Third Elder Wu Dalun to his hasty escape, and Huangfu Zhen’s death on the spot, it took just over a minute.
And in this short span of just over a minute, Sheng Lianhua’s emotions were like a roller coaster, soaring and plunging.
At first, seeing the notoriously hot-tempered Third Elder of the Xuanyang Sect stepping in, Sheng Lianhua was elated, thinking that Zhao Ya would be skinned even if he didn’t die.
But surprisingly, just two moves later, the Third Elder was critically injured and fled, and the Big Master Huangfu Zhen was blown away in a single punch.
This staggering result left Sheng Lianhua feeling as if she were in a dream.
Only then did she finally understand how formidable the youth before her truly was, an invincible force.
At this moment, Zhao Ya’s gaze swept over, saying with a faint smile, "Sea Lord Sheng, your timing is perfect, I discovered some interesting things that seem to involve you. Would you care to explain?"