Chapter 121: Shrinking the Ground to an Inch

Chapter 121: Chapter 121: Shrinking the Ground to an Inch

When Scarface, who was standing nearby, heard a mere apprentice disrespecting Cui Biao like that, his expression instantly turned cold. He was about to step forward and confront him, but Cui Biao held him back firmly.

’We can’t have infighting!’

Just then, Liao Yu, who was standing to the side, looked at the young apprentice and said pretentiously,

"Ah, Zhang Liang, how can you boast like that? It’s not appropriate!"

He said the words, but his face was filled with unconcealable smugness.

Seeing Liao Yu showing off like this in front of Ye Feng made Cui Biao’s heart clench. ’Ye Feng is not someone to be trifled with. This Liao Yu is just asking for trouble!’

Cui Biao couldn’t help but glance at Ye Feng, only to see him still smoking, his expression completely unruffled.

Cui Biao was secretly impressed. ’To have such composure at such a young age... I’m truly no match for him.’

Just then, several Hummer SUVs came roaring up. They screeched to a halt, kicking up a cloud of dust in front of the Dragon King Pavilion.

The next moment, several figures emerged from the dust cloud.

The man in the lead was middle-aged, with a shiny bald head. He wore a face mask that covered most of his face and was dressed in training clothes. On the left breast of his uniform were two large, blood-red words:

Martial Association!

The bald man looked at Cui Biao and said coldly,

"So you’re the one who flattened the Jiangcheng Martial Association branch? You’ve got some nerve!"

As his words fell, a terrifying killing intent instantly filled the air. Everyone felt a chill, as if cold water had been poured over them, and the hair on their bodies stood on end.

The bald man had barely finished speaking when Zhang Liang stepped forward and said contemptuously,

"So what if we flattened your Jiangcheng Martial Association branch? You got a problem with it? If you’re not happy, come and have a go!"

Hearing this, Cui Biao, who was behind them, turned pale with fright. He shouted urgently, "Zhang Liang, don’t be rash! He’s..."

Before Cui Biao could finish, Liao Yu chuckled. "What are you afraid of? Does he have three heads and six arms? I don’t think so!

Let me tell you, my apprentice, Zhang Liang, is already at the peak of the Martial Saint realm. In all of Jiangcheng, he can crush any opposition.

Sending him out is more than enough to handle this, so you don’t need to worry, Squad Leader Cui. You should focus on improving your own cultivation. Otherwise, when you run into any random small fry, all you’ll be able to do is tremble in fear. Got it? Heh heh..."

After speaking, he turned his head to Zhang Liang and said arrogantly, "Go. Take down these blind fools. Let them know that the Dragon King Pavilion isn’t to be trifled with."

Cui Biao couldn’t bear to see Zhang Liang get destroyed and was about to stop him, but Zhang Liang had already swaggered up to the bald man. He crooked his pinky finger and said arrogantly,

"Come on. I’ll even fight you with one hand."

Liao Yu looked at Cui Biao and laughed loudly. "See that? Now *that’s* what you call overbearing. *That’s* what you call confidence..."

He had barely finished speaking when a loud BANG echoed out, followed by a piercing scream. A figure was sent flying backward, crashing heavily in front of him.

Liao Yu looked at Cui Biao and roared with laughter. "Couldn’t even last a single move against my apprentice. Is that the expert you were so afraid of?"

He had just finished speaking when a cold sneer came from the other side. "Open your damn eyes and take a good look at who couldn’t last a single move!"

Only then did Liao Yu look down, only to see that the person lying on the ground was none other than his apprentice, Zhang Liang.

Blood covered the corners of Zhang Liang’s mouth, his eyes were shut tight, and it was unclear if he was dead or alive.

"Zhang Liang!" Liao Yu cried out in alarm. The next moment, his expression darkened. He looked up at the bald man opposite him and said in a cold voice,

"You dare to severely injure my apprentice? You’ve got guts. I want to see just who you are, to act so arrogantly!"

The bald man slowly took off his mask, then looked at Liao Yu, baring his teeth in a grin as he spoke.

"Take a good look. Do you know who I am?"

When Liao Yu got a clear look at the bald man, a flicker of surprise was evident in his eyes.

"You’re one of the Martial Association’s Sixteen Vajras... Jia Hai?"

But the next moment, he sneered coldly. "I didn’t expect the Martial Association to go all out this time and send one of its Vajras. But so what?

You’re just a Tier Two Martial Venerable. What right do you have to be so arrogant in front of me!

Do you know what my cultivation level is? I’ll tell you: I’m a Tier Three Martial Venerable! I’m a whole tier higher than you. I could kill you with a flick of my hand.

You came to the Dragon King Pavilion to cause trouble, and you even dared to injure my apprentice. Today, you will pay a heavy price!"

With that, he took a sudden step forward, covering a full six meters in a single stride. Behind him, Scarface’s pupils contracted sharply.

’Shrinking the ground to an inch!’

’Even though this bastard is arrogant, I have to admit, he really has some skill!’

Liao Yu was now in front of Jia Hai. He swung his right fist, smashing it ruthlessly toward Jia Hai’s temple.

"Go to hell!"

Jia Hai stood there motionless, as if he hadn’t reacted at all, even as Liao Yu’s fist was about to smash into his temple.

From behind, Zhang Liang shouted in vindication,

"You might act arrogant in front of me, but you’re nothing in front of my master! How dare you injure me! Just die!"

But as soon as his words fell, his pupils contracted. He watched in astonishment as, just before Liao Yu’s fist could hit Jia Hai’s temple, Jia Hai finally moved. His right hand shot up, striking later but arriving first, and slammed a fist into Liao Yu’s chest.

With a dull THUD, Liao Yu grunted and was sent flying backward like a kite with its string cut. He crashed heavily to the ground, opened his mouth, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Severely injured in one move.

Zhang Liang’s eyes nearly popped out of his head. He couldn’t help but shriek, "Impossible! My master is a Tier Three Martial Venerable, a full tier higher than you! How could you possibly injure him?"

Jia Hai looked at Zhang Liang and chuckled. "Me, a Tier Two Martial Venerable? That’s old news. My cultivation broke through to Tier Four long ago.

To borrow a phrase from you, you’re a whole tier lower than me. What right do you have to be so arrogant?"

He then looked up at Cui Biao and sneered, "You thought you could oppose the Martial Association just by relying on this piece of trash for support? You thought you could act arrogant in front of me? You’re not qualified!

Whatever other tricks you have, bring them on. If you can’t handle me today, then not a single person here who stood against my Jiangcheng Martial Association will be leaving. Mark my words!"

Liao Yu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shouted urgently at Cui Biao, "Cui Biao, surrender! We can’t beat him!"

Then he turned to Jia Hai with a fawning smile and said, "Jia Jingang, please forgive my earlier offense. I apologize."

Jia Hai looked at Liao Yu and chuckled. "You killed the president of my Jiangcheng branch and seized our territory, and you think a simple apology is enough to close this Chapter? You’re dreaming.

All of you get on your knees and kowtow in apology, and I might spare your lives. Otherwise, you die!"

As his words fell, another wave of terrifying killing intent instantly filled the air.

The severely injured Liao Yu couldn’t withstand it. He opened his mouth and sprayed another mouthful of blood. But what happened next left everyone utterly stunned.