Chapter 396: Chapter 395: The Weakness of Stone 3 Fist
Standing in front of the pile of rubble, Shi Sanquan laughed loudly and said, “Looks like no one can escape Shi Sanquan. This kid actually thought he could take me on directly. He’s too inexperienced.”
Upon seeing this, Beiming Xue, Ouyang Feiting, and the eight others were shocked and rushed into the alley, hurriedly arriving in front of the rubble pile.
They found that the rubble pile was more than half a man high, scattered all over the ground, with no sign of Wang Yan. Beiming Xue and the others immediately flung themselves onto the pile, reaching into the stones, digging frantically.
As they dug, they shouted, “Brother Wang Yan.”
“Brother Wang Yan, come out quickly, don’t scare me.”
“Boss, Boss, you can’t die—”
However, the pile of stones was too large; even though Beiming Xue and ten others were digging, stones flew in every direction without any sign of Wang Yan, not even a trace of blood.
Zhao Xinyao rushed over to Shi Sanquan, excitedly shouting, “Hahaha, this Wang Yan is finally dead, and none of you can escape. Third Brother, kill those eight guys, and take the two girls back for your enjoyment.”
Shi Sanquan clicked his tongue and said, “Tsk tsk, these two chicks are really pretty. Hahaha, I’m going to enjoy this.”
Realizing they couldn’t find Wang Yan, Beiming Xue and the others calmed down; hearing Shi Sanquan’s words, they stood up, eyes filled with hatred.
“Even if I die today, I will avenge Brother Wang Yan!” Beiming Xue said, gritting her teeth fiercely.
“Kill this black giant, I want to kill this black giant.” Ouyang Feiting’s eyes were nearly ablaze with fury.
Qin Tian and the eight others also shouted, “Boss, wait for us in the Underworld, we’re coming to find you.”
Even as Beiming Xue and the others looked determined to face death, Shi Sanquan paid them no mind, his eyes full of mockery.
Just then, a calm voice suddenly came from behind Beiming Xue and the others: “Why come looking for me in the Underworld?”
“Because you are dead, Boss!” Qin Tian, hearing this, responded without thinking.
But Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting immediately reacted, hurriedly looking back to see Wang Yan standing behind them, a faint smile on his face.
Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting rushed to Wang Yan, happily shouting, “Brother Wang Yan, you’re not dead?”
Qin Tian, dumbfounded, stared at Wang Yan and asked, “Boss? Are you alive or dead?”
Beiming Xue scolded, “Nonsense, Brother Wang Yan is warm, he can’t be dead.”
Saying this, Beiming Xue lightly ran her small hand over Wang Yan’s arm before pulling it back.
Seeing goosebumps rise instantly on Wang Yan’s arm where she touched, Wang Yan quickly rubbed the spot, smoothing away the goosebumps.
Ouyang Feiting urgently inquired, “Brother Wang Yan, weren’t you crushed under the rocks? When did you escape?”
Wang Yan smiled and said, “That black brute thinks he can crush me, but it’s not that easy. Besides, he’s strong but has a fatal weakness.”
Seeing Wang Yan unharmed, Shi Sanquan was both angered and enraged upon hearing that he had a weakness, and shouted, “Nonsense, Shi Sanquan has no weakness!”
Wang Yan glanced at Shi Sanquan, then slowly raised his hand to reveal a piece of ragged cloth he was holding.
Everyone looked at the cloth, feeling it was familiar as if seen somewhere, but couldn’t remember.
Shi Sanquan also snorted, “What’s the point of showing me a piece of rag? But this cloth looks familiar… Wait, isn’t this from my clothes?”
Upon hearing this, everyone looked closely and indeed saw that the fabric of Shi Sanquan’s clothing matched the rag in Wang Yan’s hand.
Shi Sanquan looked down at his untouched clothes, but the cloth didn’t seem to be ripped from them. Cursing, he demanded, “Wang Yan, where did you get this rag?”
Ignoring Shi Sanquan, Wang Yan turned to the somewhat puzzled Beiming Xue and others, saying, “After dodging the third punch, I wanted to understand what Demon Pattern Shi Sanquan had, so I tore this piece off.”
After hearing this, Beiming Xue and the others didn’t understand yet, but Shi Sanquan suddenly realized and quickly turned to look at his back.
Shi Sanquan, a bit foolish to begin with, turned his body unwittingly as he looked.
When his back was exposed to the group, Qin Tian and company burst into laughter, while Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting hastily covered their eyes, blushing without looking back.
On Shi Sanquan’s left buttock, a missing piece of cloth revealed a dark, half-exposed cheek with a Demon Pattern detailed as an angular stone.
Turns out the rag in Wang Yan’s hand was from Shi Sanquan’s behind.
Now everyone understood that when the Giant Peak collapsed, Wang Yan not only dodged but also circled to Shi Sanquan’s back, tore off this piece of cloth, saw the Demon Pattern on his behind, and returned here.
Thinking of this, Qin Tian excitedly shouted, “Boss, I get it, Shi Sanquan’s weakness is his slowness. He’s not just slow, he’s lethargic!”
Wang Yan smiled slightly and said, “Exactly, that’s his fatal weakness. With it, defeating him is easy.”
Upon hearing this, Shi Sanquan disregarded covering the hole on his butt, turning pale as a sheet.
Wang Yan was right; his punching power exceeded his cultivation but his speed was dangerously vulnerable.
Previous opponents were too busy fending off his fierce attacks to notice his flaws. By the time they did, they were either dead or severely injured.
Wang Yan was the first ever to safely endure Shi Sanquan’s three punches and discern this weakness.
He became frightened and quickly turned to flee the alley.
But with a whistle, Qin Tian led the Mountain Cannon crew, transforming into eight black streaks, encircling Shi Sanquan and blocking his path.
Trapped, Shi Sanquan was panicked and at a loss.
Ouyang Feiting excitedly said, “Brother Wang Yan, defeat him with your speed!”
Wang Yan shook his head, saying calmly, “I’ll defeat him for sure, but not with speed, with my fists!”
Saying so, Wang Yan pointed at Shi Sanquan, “You hit me three times just now, now it’s my turn. If you don’t lose in three punches, I’ll let you go.”