Chapter 630: Might Makes Right

Chapter 630: Chapter 630: Might Makes Right

As Shen Man and Ji Tingting watched in utter shock, Cheng Yuan slowly stood up. His face was a mask of indifference as he stared at Pang Haiqing on the stage.

In an instant, the entire venue fell deathly silent!

All eyes turned to Cheng Yuan!

After the initial shock, Shen Man snapped back to her senses and tugged hard on Cheng Yuan’s sleeve.

"Cheng Yuan! Are you insane? That man on the stage is a Martial Saint! Sit down, now! If a Martial Saint like him notices you, you’re a dead man!"

But it was too late!

Pang Haiqing slowly turned his head, his gaze locking onto Cheng Yuan. His eyes glinted with undisguised killing intent!

SWISH!

The spectators in a ten-meter radius around Cheng Yuan instantly scattered, creating a wide-open circle. They were terrified of being spattered with his blood!

Ji Tingting recoiled as if she had been shocked, jumping more than ten meters away.

Only Shen Man stubbornly remained at Cheng Yuan’s side, a worried expression on her face as she looked at him.

Cheng Yuan’s gaze softened as he looked at Shen Man. "Miss Shen," he said gently, "thank you for your kindness, and thank you for your feelings for me. However, I’m already married, so I can’t make you any romantic promises. But I can promise you a lifetime of glory!"

With that, Cheng Yuan gently patted Shen Man’s hand, signaling for her to let go. Then, he began to walk slowly toward the stage.

Others had mounted the stage in spectacular fashion—especially Pang Haiqing with his Soaring in the Void.

Cheng Yuan, however, simply walked over to the stairs and began to climb them, one proper step at a time.

It took him a full thirty seconds to finally step onto the stage.

Hu Yidao and Zhu Song looked at Cheng Yuan with concern, but with such a great enemy before them, neither dared to speak.

Cheng Yuan gave them a reassuring look, and the two finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Only then did Shen Aotian confirm it: the reckless kid who had appeared out of nowhere was indeed Cheng Yuan!

Although Shen Aotian had no desire to marry his daughter to Cheng Yuan, he still quite admired the young man. Looking at Cheng Yuan was like looking at himself in his youth.

Not wanting to see Cheng Yuan die a senseless death, Shen Aotian hurried forward and shouted, "Cheng Yuan, stop this foolishness! Get down from there immediately!"

Cheng Yuan shrugged and pointed at Pang Haiqing. "He was the one who called me up here."

Shen Aotian nearly went mad with anger. ’Why won’t this kid listen to advice? Is this really the time to show off, with a Martial Saint standing right there?’

"Mr. Pang was calling for the enemy who killed his junior martial brother! You’re just a junior. How could you possibly have beaten Mr. Pang’s junior brother? Stop this nonsense! Get down from here at once! Otherwise, even I won’t be able to protect you!"

The audience below shared the same opinion. Mr. Pang was a Martial Saint; his junior brother was likely a Half-Step Martial Saint, or at the very minimum, a Martial Emperor.

Cheng Yuan was barely in his twenties. Even if he’d begun his Cultivation in the womb, there was no way he could be a Martial Emperor!

Cheng Yuan looked at Shen Aotian with a serious expression. "Mr. Shen, thank you for your concern, but his junior martial brother did indeed die because of me."

Shen Aotian was frantic with worry!

If Cheng Yuan were a junior from his own family, he would have slapped him silly by now!

Shen Aotian started to protest again, but just then, Gao Qingyuan, who was standing nearby, rushed forward as if he’d just seen his own father. He dropped to his knees with a THUD and kowtowed deeply to Cheng Yuan!

"Young Master! Your subordinate has brought shame upon you! I have brought shame upon the Luocheng Martial Dao Realm!"

’Young Master?’

Shen Aotian was dumbfounded.

His investigation had revealed that Cheng Yuan had some connection to Gao Qingyuan, but he’d thought it was primarily through Gao Qingyuan’s son, Gao Zhisheng. Why would Gao Qingyuan himself be on his knees, kowtowing to Cheng Yuan?

Cheng Yuan helped Gao Qingyuan to his feet. "It’s good that you now recognize the gap in our strength," he said calmly. "Return and focus on your Cultivation. Strive to reach the rank of Martial Saint as soon as you can."

"Yes, Young Master!"

Pang Haiqing looked coldly at Cheng Yuan. "Brat, it’s because of you that the Hu Family killed my junior martial brother! I advise you to kill yourself right now; it’ll be a quicker end for you. If I have to make a move myself, I’m afraid even dying will become an impossible luxury."

Cheng Yuan stared back at Pang Haiqing, his expression unreadable. "Your junior martial brother did indeed die because of me. But aren’t you going to ask why? You’re just going to kill someone without knowing the first thing about the situation? Are those the rules of your Kunlun Void?"

Pang Haiqing gave Cheng Yuan a slightly more appraising look. "Brat, you actually know that I am from Kunlun Void? That’s right. These are our rules! Might makes right! Today, you will pay for my junior brother’s life with your own!"

’Kunlun Void?’

Every powerhouse in the audience sucked in a sharp breath!

’So Mr. Pang is from Kunlun Void? No wonder he’s so powerful!’

Shen Aotian stared at Cheng Yuan, aghast. ’Isn’t he just some kid with no background whatsoever?’

’How could he know about Kunlun Void?’

After all, even a titan like him had only heard Qin Hanyi vaguely mention Kunlun Void!

He’d heard Kunlun Void was one of the most perilous places in the Ancient Martial Realm, and its inhabitants were all depraved and vicious villains!

Cheng Yuan smiled. "’Might makes right?’ I like that. Let’s see whose fist is mightier!"

Pang Haiqing’s eyes narrowed as he licked his lips. "Brat, by desecrating my junior brother’s corpse, you have provoked Hidden Dragon Valley. Today, I will drink your blood dry in tribute to my fallen brother! Now, die! Hidden Dragon Fist, First Technique—Heaven-shaking!"

Pang Haiqing pushed his Inner Power Heart Method to its limit, and a strange phenomenon instantly materialized on the stage!

A Cyan Dragon seemed to appear in the air, coiling above Pang Haiqing’s head!

Pang Haiqing, meanwhile, seemed to transform into an Ancient Dragon Slayer Warrior, fiercely smashing a fist into the dragon’s head!

BOOM!

The massive phantom of the Cyan Dragon shattered on impact!

And Pang Haiqing’s fist, carrying the awesome power of that dragon-slaying blow, shot straight toward Cheng Yuan!

The punch was terrifying!

It kicked up a violent gust of wind from the sheer force of the blow. More than half of the dignitaries on the main platform were blown off the stage, and the audience members below were sent stumbling and falling over one another!

The same thought arose in everyone’s mind.

’This kid, Cheng Yuan, is a dead man!’

Hu Yidao and Zhu Song grew nervous as well. ’Why hasn’t Xiaoyuan’s Guardian shown up yet?’

’Xiaoyuan is about to be beaten to death!’

Shen Aotian let out a low sigh. ’What a shame.’

’It seems I couldn’t save this arrogant kid after all.’

Tears were already streaming down Shen Man’s face. She screamed, "No! Don’t! Cheng Yuan, don’t die!"

But Shen Man’s power was too weak. She was completely unable to help, forced to watch helplessly as the devastating punch drew ever closer to Cheng Yuan.

Faced with such a terrifying attack, Cheng Yuan merely pursed his lips.

He had two techniques that could defeat this enemy.

Flower God’s Fury and Duan Jiang.

’Which one should I use?’

Just as Cheng Yuan was hesitating, he heard Shen Aotian’s sigh and was reminded of their conversation by the sea.

Mr. Shen, everything you speak of, I can obtain with ease!

Mr. Shen, I can destroy anything with a single slash!

Cheng Yuan instantly made his choice.

’It’ll be Duan Jiang, then!’

He would slay a Martial Saint with a single slash!

Cheng Yuan shoved several Bursting Pills into his mouth, and his aura instantly skyrocketed!

Cheng Yuan took a deep breath, his voice resonating. "Celestial Witch Nine Extremes Second Technique—Duan Jiang!"