Chapter 545 - 545: The Fist Fears the Vigor of Youth

"I'm going to tear you limb from limb!"

Sun Zhen roared and threw a vicious punch at Jiang Xinghai.

The punch was as heavy as a mountain, seeming to rip the very air apart.

However, Jiang Xinghai was not intimidated by this blow.

With a flash of movement, he skillfully dodged the attack.

The fire of battle blazed in his eyes. He knew this was the perfect moment.

"Is that all you've got?"

Jiang Xinghai laughed mockingly. "Then let me see what else you can do."

With a grand wave of his hand, a visible current of mist-like energy radiated out from him, creating a clear cross-section in the air.

"Grandpa, help me protect them. I'm going to give him everything I've got."

Jiang Xinghai glanced at Zhao Wenxiang as a frantic wave of energy erupted from his body, powerful enough to seemingly tear heaven and earth asunder.

Zhao Wenxiang, shocked, quickly moved to shield Shen Lingxue and the others who were still on one side of the hall.

"To have such presence at such a young age... I truly admire you!"

After seeing Jiang Xinghai's sudden eruption of power, Sun Zhen couldn't help but feel the desire to recruit him. But he could never forget the grudge of having his grandson killed. "However, you killed my grandson. Dying ten thousand times wouldn't be enough."

He took a step forward, and the ground trembled as if ocean waves were rolling through it.

He threw a punch, and the air detonated with the sound of a sonic boom.

Sun Zhen's power was indeed greater than Zhao Wenxiang's, not weaker.

"Tiger Killing Fist?" Jiang Xinghai exclaimed. He was very familiar with this Fist Skill.

"You know the Tiger Killing Fist too? Then you won't have died in vain!"

Murderous intent surged in Sun Zhen's eyes. With a great shout, he unleashed the "Tiger Killing Fist" with his full power. The surging Primordial Qi was like a fierce tiger descending a mountain, baring its fangs and claws as it pounced on Jiang Xinghai.

Jiang Xinghai didn't dare to be careless and also threw a punch with all his might.

"Mountain Peak Fist."

Compared to the ferocity of the Tiger Killing Fist, the Mountain Peak Fist seemed solid and heavy.

Like a great mountain, its power immovable!

This punch shot out like a mountain crashing down, directly shattering Sun Zhen's Tiger Killing Fist.

"COUGH! COUGH! COUGH!"

Sun Zhen violently retreated, spitting blood, his face a mask of utter shock. "You... such domineering Inner Strength!"

"And I haven't even used my full power yet."

Jiang Xinghai gave Sun Zhen no time to breathe. His figure flickered, and he once again closed the distance.

He leaped forward like a fierce tiger descending a mountain, unexpectedly using Sun Zhen's own Tiger Killing Fist.

Savage, sharp, and brutal.

It made even Sun Zhen want to cheer. Such an exceptional Tiger Killing Fist had more essence than the one he himself had mastered!

However, this was no time for him to analyze it.

Confronting this strike from Jiang Xinghai sent a chill to his very core.

"You... how do you know the Tiger Killing Fist!" A tremor ran through Sun Zhen's voice, betraying the fear and unease in his heart.

"Tiger Killing Fist? I don't know it. I just made a few small modifications to Tiger Form Boxing." Jiang Xinghai's movements were as fast as lightning, leaving no time to react.

With another leap, before Sun Zhen could even resist, Jiang Xinghai had him pinned tightly in a corner.

Such power, such speed—it was absolutely terrifying.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

In the end, youth and strength always have the advantage.

With raw, domineering power, Jiang Xinghai tackled Sun Zhen, forcing him into the corner.

The moment he was forced into the corner, Sun Zhen stared viciously at Jiang Xinghai, as if trying to unleash all his anger and resentment, but it was ultimately futile.

"You've lost."

Jiang Xinghai's voice was steady and powerful, leaving no room for argument.

Sun Zhen's face grew even paler, and his body suddenly went rigid.

"Xinghai, it wouldn't be impossible to spare his life."

Suddenly, Zhao Wenxiang's voice rang out.

"Spare his life?" Jiang Xinghai's gaze turned cold and severe.

"Yes, spare me. I can still be useful," Sun Zhen said, staring blankly into Jiang Xinghai's eyes.

"I can spare your life, but you will become my servant."

Jiang Xinghai's voice was devoid of any emotion, as if he were merely stating a fact.

Sun Zhen's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe what he was hearing.

'Become his servant?'

'Doesn't that mean I'll have no freedom?'

'But if he didn't want to die, he had no other choice.'

Sun Zhen's body felt as if it were being crushed by an invisible mountain, unable to move.

His eyes were filled with terror and confusion. 'How could this young kid wield such immense power?'

In the end, this Martial Arts expert, ranked fifty-fourth on the Martial Arts Hidden Dragon List, became one of Jiang Xinghai's servants.

Zhao Wenxiang's reminder was timely. It was a good deal for Jiang Xinghai not to kill Sun Zhen and instead make use of him.

The Shen Family was about to establish itself in the Provincial City. Having Sun Zhen, a Great Perfection late-stage Celestial Destiny Realm expert, as the Shen Family's backer would be very practical.

However, Jiang Xinghai's original plan would not change.

The Wei Family, the Zhou Family, and the Sun Family still had to be destroyed.

The clan members could live, but their assets had to be left behind.

Jiang Xinghai entrusted this entire matter to Sun Zhen.

By tomorrow morning, he expected to see a perfect result.

"By the way, Grandpa, do you know of Mirror Lake Manor?"

Jiang Xinghai looked at Zhao Wenxiang, then glanced over at Sun Zhen.

He expected that these two Great Perfection late-stage Celestial Destiny Realm Martial Arts experts should know at least something about it.