Chapter 108: Chapter 108: Get Over Here!

Fang Chen kept a hand lightly pressed against his Dantian. His brows were tightly knit, and a mix of shock, anger, and weakness surfaced on his face as he looked at Zhao Tianxiong. "Mr. Zhao... why?"

Zhao Tianxiong crushed his cigarette viciously into the ashtray and scoffed.

"Why? Since you, Feng Yuxiu, want to be tough, we’ll let this Bone-Softening Smoke give you a hand.

"This way, you’ll be outmatched and lose reasonably. It won’t count as match-fixing, and everyone’s reputation will be saved."

"Heh..."

Fang Chen’s lips twitched. His body seemed to soften even more as he leaned against the back of the sofa. "I’m afraid you miscalculated, Mr. Zhao. I can barely even walk right now, so how am I supposed to get into the ring? The audience will see something is wrong at a glance, won’t they?"

Beside them, Hong covered her mouth and chuckled, though her eyes remained devoid of mirth.

"Rest assured, Mr. Feng. We’ve controlled the dosage of this Bone-Softening Smoke perfectly. Go wait in the lounge for half an hour; the drug’s effects will partially dissipate. Recovering ten or twenty percent of your strength won’t be an issue.

"By then, your walking and punching will look completely normal. Though, of course, winning... is absolutely impossible."

"How... thoughtful. You even timed it perfectly," Fang Chen said, his voice low and seemingly laced with resentment. "What if I... insist on forfeiting right now?"

Zhao Tianxiong’s gaze turned as cold as a viper’s. "Heh, kid, I’ll tell you the truth—"

He stood up abruptly and closed the distance to Fang Chen in a single stride. His large hand gripped Fang Chen’s collar like a pair of iron tongs, forcibly lifting him half an inch off the sofa.

"I’d love to kill you right now! If it weren’t for the fact that you still have some residual value and can serve as a final stepping stone for Hong, I would!"

Zhao Tianxiong leaned in, his lowered voice brimming with suppressed brutality.

"Last time, I went through all that trouble to set up the Su family, forcing that woman Su Man to come begging me in desperation. Just as the Su family was about to fall into my hands, it was you! You shattered my plan with a single punch in the ring! I still haven’t settled that score with you!"

He released his grip, brushing off his cuffs with disgust as if he had just touched something filthy.

"I still haven’t fully recovered from that forty million funding gap! And how many resources did I pour into hyping up you rising stars recently? Hmph, letting you lose with dignity and walk away with the money is already showing you enough respect! Otherwise..."

Zhao Tianxiong glared fiercely at Fang Chen, an undisguised, chilling killing intent rolling off him.

"Do you think just because you’re a Superpower User and have the protection of the Superpower Bureau, I wouldn’t dare touch you?

"I, Zhao Tianxiong, am firstly not from some wealthy Martial Arts Family, so I can’t use influence to suppress you.

"Secondly, I am not a Superpower User.

"Thirdly, I am not in the High Martial Realm. Just like you, I’m only a True Martial Realm Martial Artist. Even if I kill you, it won’t be considered a strong man bullying the weak.

"If you die here in my Geta Club, the Superpower Bureau will investigate and simply conclude you were a useless piece of trash who died a pathetic death!

"Did you think... I’ve never killed a Superpower User before?"

In Fang Chen’s perception, Zhao Tianxiong was practically overflowing with murderous intent, clearly itching to kill him right then and there.

Feigning weakness, Fang Chen raised his head. His eyes, however, were unusually calm, even carrying a trace of icy mockery. "Seeing your deep resentment toward me, Mr. Zhao... even if I did as you asked and finished playing out this act, would you... actually let me go?"

The instant his words fell, Fang Chen made his move.

His right hand—which had seemed to be resting limply at his side, covering his Dantian—brought its index and middle fingers together. With movements almost imperceptible to the naked eye, he rapidly flicked his fingers several times toward a tightly shut wooden door leading to an inner room on the side of the office!

Finger-Tapping Divine Techniques—Realm of Transcendence, Traceless Sword Qi!

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

Several fiercely sharp bursts of Qi, refined to the extreme and virtually silent, shot through the air. Their speed vastly exceeded the limits of ordinary human vision.

Before the Sword Qi, the wooden panel door of the inner room was as flimsy as paper.

THWIP!

THWIP!

THWIP!

From behind the door came several extremely faint piercing sounds, like a hot knife slicing through butter, followed immediately by the muffled thuds of limp bodies collapsing against the floor.

Earlier, upon sensing something amiss, Fang Chen had entered the Time Stop Domain. He had walked over and located eight assassins hiding behind the door, as well as the antidote inside Zhao Tianxiong’s desk.

What had sent a slight chill through his heart was that all eight men were clad in standard Combat Suits and armed with firearms!

If the Spiritual Crystal Stones on those Combat Suits were activated, they could even withstand an attack from the Tier 2 Cyan-faced Fox. If he had been surrounded while taking gunfire, it truly would have been a grim situation.

Fortunately, perhaps finding the wait inside the cramped room too stifling, all eight men had pulled down the hoods of their Combat Suits, leaving their heads entirely exposed.

During the Time Stop, Fang Chen had already simulated the attack angles and timing countless times. Back in the real world, he then used his Spiritual Power’s perception to pinpoint their exact locations.

Now, those streaks of Traceless Sword Qi flawlessly penetrated the wooden door, sinking directly into the glabella or temples of three gunmen!

It was a one-hit kill for each of them; they didn’t even have the time to scream.

THUD... THUD...

A series of bodies collapsing to the floor echoed faintly through the door.

"What was that sound?!" Zhao Tianxiong shouted sternly, his expression changing drastically. He whipped his head toward the closed wooden door of the inner room, then looked in bewildered shock at Fang Chen, who had suddenly straightened his back. "You... you aren’t poisoned?!"

He didn’t know how Fang Chen had accurately located and instantly eliminated the elite gunmen he had ambushed behind the door, but at that moment, an icy chill shot up his spine!

With no time to overthink, a ferocious light exploded in Zhao Tianxiong’s eyes. Without the slightest hesitation, he erupted with the Aura of the Peak of True Martial Realm. Lunging forward like a ravenous tiger, he formed his hand into a claw that tore through the air with a piercing screech, aiming straight for Fang Chen’s throat!

This sudden, explosive assault was vicious and fast, fully displaying the ruthlessness and combat experience of a veteran Martial Artist!

Faster than him were Hong and the Monk by his side, who moved in sync!

With a flick of her wrist, Hong’s dark red long whip struck out like a venomous snake leaving its pit. The tip of the whip cracked sharply in the air, winding toward Fang Chen’s neck from a vicious and tricky angle to bind him.

Meanwhile, the Monk let out a furious roar. The pitch-black braid on the back of his head pulled taut once again. Infused with True Qi, it let out a sharp WHOOSH as it tore through the air. Like an iron chain or steel whip, it swept toward Fang Chen’s ribs with heavy, earth-shattering momentum!

The trio’s combined attack instantly sealed off any room for Fang Chen to dodge. Their seamless coordination proved this was a premeditated siege formation!

However, in Fang Chen’s eyes at this moment, the fierce and swift attacks of these three True Martial Realm Martial Artists seemed to have been cast in slow motion.

The massive boost to his Spiritual Power and the enhancement of his vision allowed him to clearly track the trajectory, speed, and even the subtle shifts in force behind every single strike.

His expression remained profoundly calm, and he made no move to evade.

[Iron Wall Strike] covered his limbs!

His left hand shot out like lightning, flawlessly catching the sweeping, pitch-black braid!

Relying on the sheer defensive power of the [Iron Wall Strike], he took the blow head-on. The hand gripping the braid barely even shuddered.

His right hand, equally swift as lightning, swept through the air and firmly pinched the tip of Hong’s snake-like whip between his fingers!

"Get over here!"

Fang Chen barked lowly. Flexing both arms simultaneously, he yanked backward with explosive force!

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