"Damn!"
"Has this young man's head gone haywire?"
"He actually wants to resist King Kong? That's simply overestimating himself!"
"Indeed, King Kong's strength is evident. He defeated five half-step Grandmasters in one move. One can imagine how powerful he is. This immature brat actually claims he can resist King Kong?"
"This guy is simply a madman!"
The faces of the Wu family members changed.
They thought that by removing the stone lock and preventing Chen Nan from attempting the three challenges, they could stop him from seeking death.
Who would have thought.
He would choose to court death in this manner!
"Uncle, you can't go. You're no match for this guy!" Wu Qianru grabbed Chen Nan, her big, watery eyes filled with pleading.
Chen Nan smiled and said, "Don't worry, no one can hurt me." With that, he withdrew his hand.
"While I dislike your arrogance, I, King Kong, never bully the weak!" King Kong looked at Chen Nan with cold eyes. "You should leave quickly."
"I don't want to hurt you and be ridiculed by the martial world as bullying the young!"
Chen Nan stopped about five meters away from King Kong and took out a lighter.
*Snap!*
The flame ignited.
He lit a cigarette and took a puff with an intoxicated expression.
Then, he exhaled a plume of thick smoke.
The smoke actually morphed into an 'S' in the air.
???
???
Everyone was dumbfounded.
"Oh my god!"
"He's a master at smoke tricks!"
"But still..."
"Does he think he can choke King Kong to death with smoke?"
Before anyone could react, Chen Nan exhaled another puff of smoke. kAnshuWu.ξà
However.
The smoke transformed into a 'B'.
King Kong's eyes widened in rage. "Are you calling me an idiot?"
Everyone else was stunned.
A strange sense of unease welled up in their hearts.
King Kong was famous in the martial world.
On one hand, it was due to his extraordinary strength.
On the other,
His temper was violent and unpredictable.
Anyone who angered him...
Their fates were always tragic.
Chen Nan, at such a young age, provoking King Kong was already the greatest disrespect.
Not to mention.
He was also showing off his skills and insulting King Kong.
With King Kong's temper, would he spare Chen Nan?
Chen Nan put his hands in his pockets, a cigarette in his mouth.
He exuded an unruly, rogueish aura. "The martial world is vast; don't be like a frog in a well. Even if you are Guo Mo's disciple, you shouldn't be so arrogant!"
"Since that's the case, I'll let you taste the might of my iron fist." King Kong was provoked. He was a prominent figure in the martial world.
Although he hadn't reached the Grandmaster realm.
Yet, there were very few who could defeat him below that level.
Now, to be mocked as a frog in a well by a young man in his twenties.
How could he endure it?
Chen Nan: "Before we fight, I have a condition."
King Kong: "To leave you a whole corpse?"
"If you truly have the ability, whether you leave a whole corpse or not is up to your mood!" Chen Nan revealed a disdainful smile, then said, "My condition is simple: if you lose to me, you will follow me from now on!"
King Kong laughed in anger. "If you can defeat me, why wouldn't I follow you?"
He was just speaking casually, out of anger.
He didn't take Chen Nan's words to heart at all.
Nor did he believe Chen Nan could defeat him.
Chen Nan put his hands in his pockets and said calmly, "Then make your move!"
King Kong sneered, "You should make your move first. I'm afraid I might kill you with one punch."
Chen Nan shook his head and said lightly, "Everything has a cause-and-effect relationship."
"For example, you came to challenge the Wu family, and I defended."
"So."
"It's only right that you make the first move."
"You're really good at showing off!" King Kong's eyebrows shot up, his face covered in veins.
The next moment, he moved.
With a single step, he instantly covered the distance between them.
Under everyone's gaze, filled with anticipation, dread, or unwillingness.
He raised his fist, as big as a sandbag, and ferociously slammed it towards Chen Nan.
Chen Nan stood there quietly.
Motionless.
And unmoving.
Giving the impression that he was scared silly.
And just as King Kong's fist was less than a meter away.
Chen Nan instantly unleashed a kick.
A seemingly ordinary kick, yet it blocked King Kong's furious punch.
"What?"
"Damn!"
"How could this be?"
"He actually blocked King Kong's punch?"
Everyone's scalp tingled, and a chill ran down their spines.
No one had expected.
That Chen Nan, standing still, could block King Kong with just one foot.
What kind of strength did it take to block King Kong?
Even seeing it with their own eyes.
It was hard to believe.
"Wow, Uncle is so strong!" Wu Qianru cheered like a child, her eyes filled with admiration.
Wu Tianquan and Wu Dazhi were both filled with disbelief.
Recalling Chen Nan's earlier suggestion to attempt the three challenges.
They suddenly realized.
Chen Nan's strength... seemed to be far greater than they had imagined.
"Fall down for me!"
King Kong was enraged.
He hadn't expected his furious strike to be blocked by Chen Nan's single foot.
He lowered his qi to his dantian and exerted force.
But he found.
Chen Nan was like a 'Dinghai Shenzhen' (a mythical pillar that stabilizes the sea). Even with all his strength.
He couldn't budge him in the slightest.
This made him feel deeply incredulous.
Because he had never encountered such a bizarre and unbelievable situation.
After a moment of hesitation.
He withdrew his fist, grabbed Chen Nan's ankle, and exerted force towards himself, intending to pull him down.
But the result was the same.
Chen Nan was like a statue, unmoving.
Only puffing out smoke from his mouth.
King Kong's eyes widened in fury, feeling deeply humiliated.
He let out an angry roar.
He kicked Chen Nan's other leg, intending to attack his lower body.
But Chen Nan didn't give him the chance.
His raised right leg instantly blocked King Kong's attack.
*Hiss!*
King Kong winced, staggered back three steps, his eyes filled with deep apprehension.
He hadn't expected that when his foot collided with Chen Nan's, it felt like kicking an iron plate.
It should be known that his specialty was footwork.
He didn't wear shoes year-round.
And he often walked on charcoal fires and blades, all to train the strength of his feet.
Yet, today, he had encountered an even more terrifying opponent.
"I've already let you have three moves!" Chen Nan slowly lowered his right leg, a faint smile on his face. "Tit for tat. Now, shouldn't you receive one of my moves?"
"Come on!" King Kong stood ready, his eyes filled with solemnity, having lost all his previous contempt.
The others also held their breath.
Because at this point, everyone could see.
Chen Nan was definitely a master of masters.
Otherwise, King Kong wouldn't appear so passive.
Chen Nan's lips curved upward.
He took a step forward.
Like a ghost, he appeared before King Kong under his terrified gaze.
Then.
He extended a palm.
It looked soft and powerless.
Yet, even this seemingly soft and powerless palm.
Caused King Kong to spit blood and fly over ten meters under everyone's disbelieving eyes.
Then he fell heavily to the ground.
The scene fell silent.
So quiet you could hear a needle drop.
Chen Nan put his hands in his pockets and said calmly, "You lost!"