Chapter 411
Chapter 411 - Jia Renjie Versus Four People
Jia Renjie was no exception to the skepticism. These tales were Jiang Hao's own creations, designed to bluff and intimidate!
And if you're going to spin a yarn, it might as well be grandiose!
The group of five was immediately captivated. Jiang Hao, seeing their faces etched with doubt, remained silent.
“Renjie, give them a hand, let them have a taste of it,” Jiang Hao said with a serene smile, issuing the command.
Jia Renjie, standing to the side, would never dream of defying such an order.
“Yes, sir,” he responded, turning his attention to the two men and two women.
”Come at me, all four of you. Don't hold back!”
The four exchanged uncertain glances.
Ultimately, Du Mannchang stepped forward, bowing respectfully to Jia Renjie.
“Master Jia, with your permission, I'd like to test my mettle.”
With that, Du Mannchang assumed his stance, ready to discern the truth of the matter.
The others made to clear the space, but Jia Renjie, a Third Grade martial cultivator, hardly needed to concern himself with four mere mortals.
No matter how formidable these individuals were, without the skills of a martial cultivator, they remained just that—ordinary.
“There's no need. All four of you, come at me together!”
Jia Renjie dismissed Du Mannchang's conciliatory gesture outright, boldly challenging all four to engage him simultaneously.
Their faces soured at the proposition.
Each one was a force to be reckoned with, and the idea of ganging up on one man?
It was a blow to their pride.
But with Jia Renjie's challenge laid out, they had no choice but to comply.
Exchanging nods, they each raised a fist in salute to Jia Renjie.
“Master Jia, please forgive the imposition.”
They then spread out, forming a circle around Jia Renjie, ready to strike.
They had a plan: attack one by one, and at the first sign of Jia Renjie faltering, they would cease immediately.
From the sidelines, Jiang Hao watched the unfolding drama with a quiet gaze.
Jia Renjie stood confidently, hands behind his back, as Du Mannchang and the others closed in.
”Forgive us, Master Jia,” Du Mannchang declared.
And with a swift step, he advanced, launching a punch at Jia Renjie with the speed of a tempest.
The punch was hurtling towards Jia Renjie's chest!
Behind him, Tang Qi's face was etched with concern.
“I hope Brother Du can pull his punch in time. If not, that blow could cripple Jia Renjie!”
Liang Rou and Liang Bing were also on edge, their hearts pounding with nervousness.
“Brother Du should have it under control. Jia Renjie will be okay,” they reassured themselves.
At that moment, their concern wasn't for Du Mannchang; instead, they watched Jia Renjie with anxious eyes.
They knew all too well the extent of Du Mannchang's prowess, believing the duel's outcome was a foregone conclusion.
Though it's often said that action is quicker than words, Du Mannchang's fist was now a mere ten centimeters from Jia Renjie's chest!
Yet Jia Renjie hadn't even flinched. Just as Du Mannchang, slightly disappointed, began to ease his power—
Jia Renjie made his move. With a swift backhand grip, he seized Du Mannchang's fist, yanked it upward, and with a burst of strength, he closed in tight!
Du Mannchang was blindsided by an immense force; a stifling sensation in his chest sent him tumbling backward through the air!
The onlookers gasped in disbelief. What had they just witnessed?
Was that Brother Du spiraling through the air?
Shocked, they watched as Du Mannchang hurtled towards them. Tang Qi's reflexes kicked in; he stepped up and caught him.
The impact of catching Du Mannchang sent Tang Qi reeling back several steps. He braced himself, retreating his right leg and dropping into a half-squat to dissipate the momentum.
Du Mannchang rolled on the ground before coming to rest in a half-kneel, clutching his chest, his face flushed but his gaze locked onto Jia Renjie.
In that moment, all four men were anything but calm.
Jia Renjie surveyed them, then issued a challenge.
“Come at me, all of you, together!”
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