Du Fei had some business to attend to today. After finishing, he realized he was quite close to Shen Xiong's place.
Shen Xiong had been a great help in the past rescue of Gong Chengbin's father, and Du Fei had kept it in mind, thinking of thanking him one day.
Seizing the opportunity, Du Fei drove to Shen Xiong's home.
On the way, Du Fei called Fang Chao to ask for Shen Xiong's contact information. He felt it was better to call ahead before showing up unannounced.
However, Fang Chao didn't answer his phone after several attempts. By the time Du Fei's car arrived at Shen Xiong's house, he still hadn't heard back.
So, Du Fei went in directly.
To his surprise, as he approached, he saw that the villa's iron gate was open.
Then, as Du Fei entered the villa, he was even more astonished to see one of Shen Xiong's subordinates being choked and held in mid-air, while Shen Xiong himself, with bent knees, was about to beg for mercy.
The person standing opposite him appeared arrogant and defiant.
"This has nothing to do with him, nor with my brothers. If you want to fight or kill, come at me alone."
Shen Xiong took a deep breath, having made up his mind.
Since he hadn't completely eradicated the problem in the past, leading to this revenge, he would bear it all himself. Zhao Tao, Sun Cheng, and even the newly arrived Du Fei were innocent and shouldn't be implicated.
*Clack.*
"Shen Xiong, your life is no longer yours to control. You dare to bargain with me? You truly don't know your place."
Wu Ya merely glanced at Du Fei by the door, and upon seeing he was just a young man, dismissed him. He then sneered, mocking Shen Xiong.
*Clack.*
At this moment, Master Fei, who was holding Zhao Tao, casually threw him aside as if he were garbage.
Shen Xiong's first instinct was to rush over to check on Zhao Tao. However, Master Fei stepped forward, blocking his path.
In Shen Xiong's eyes, Master Fei was no longer the disheveled vagrant he had seemed moments before, but a grim reaper capable of taking lives with a wave of his hand.
"Let me disable this guy first!"
As Master Fei spoke, he launched an attack towards Shen Xiong.
He was dead. He was surely dead this time.
Shen Xiong watched as Master Fei's hand swung towards him, only the thought of death occupying his mind. His brain then went blank.
"Boss!"
Sun Cheng, standing behind him, cried out in despair.
Sun Cheng knew very well that even if he rushed forward, it wouldn't change anything. Zhao Tao's fate was unknown, their boss was dead, and he would be next. He never imagined that after reaching the pinnacle in Rongcheng, they would be killed by someone else in mere minutes. At this moment, no matter how clever Sun Cheng was, he could think of no way to break free.
*Boom!*
A loud bang echoed through the hall. Shen Xiong felt a gust of air hit him, forcing him to stumble back several steps.
"Boss, are you alright?"
Shen Xiong happened to retreat to Sun Cheng's side, and the latter quickly helped him up.
"I'm fine, I'm fine."
He was still alive? Shen Xiong was greatly surprised.
Then, as he and Sun Cheng looked up ahead, they were astonished to find that Du Fei, who should have been standing by the door, was now in his place, while Master Fei, for some unknown reason, had been pushed back several steps.
"You're also a martial artist?"
The most shocked person in the entire hall was Master Fei. He had intended to cripple Shen Xiong. Never did he expect that just as his palm was about to strike, it would be blocked. Then, an immense force came from his palm, causing Master Fei to stagger back several steps before he could regain his balance.
As soon as Master Fei's words left his mouth, a commotion erupted in the hall. Du Fei was also a martial artist?
Hearing Master Fei say this, Shen Xiong immediately recalled that Du Fei had shown no fear or panic upon seeing the scene in the hall. He also suddenly remembered that since Du Fei could be friends with Fang Chao, the young master of a martial artist family, he couldn't be an ordinary person. He felt extremely awkward thinking about how he had foolishly told Du Fei to leave earlier, offering to take all the blame.
Meanwhile, Wu Ya, standing behind Master Fei, frowned. Just as his enemy Shen Xiong was about to be captured by Master Fei, a young man, who appeared out of nowhere, had emerged and was also a martial artist? What astonished him even more was that Master Fei seemed to be at a disadvantage in his brief exchange with Du Fei. Could it be that Shen Xiong was truly destined not to die? No! No matter what, he had to kill Shen Xiong for revenge today! With this thought, Wu Ya opened his mouth to speak, "Master Fei, this guy..."
"Silence!" Master Fei, uncharacteristically, snapped at Wu Ya. He then fixed his gaze on Du Fei and said, "Kid, I was only using thirty percent of my strength just now. Next, I'll go all out!"
Du Fei smiled. "Feel free to try."
Seeing Du Fei's smile, Master Fei mistook it for mockery. He then clenched his fists, an astonishing killing aura emanating from him. With a forceful stomp of his right foot, the expensive marble beneath him instantly shattered. Master Fei shot towards Du Fei like an arrow loosed from a bow.
*Bang.*
*Bang.*
*Bang.*
The two quickly engaged in a fierce battle. For a time, the hall was filled with the sound of howling wind and surging air currents.
"Hah, hah, I didn't expect you to have some real skills, kid."
After a barrage of attacks, Master Fei hadn't gained any advantage. He was panting and exhausted, while Du Fei opposite him showed no signs of fatigue, appearing completely unfazed.
"You've attacked for quite a while. It's my turn now. As a courtesy, you can take this palm strike from me."
As soon as Du Fei finished speaking, he transformed into a bolt of lightning. Seeing this, a sense of foreboding flashed through Master Fei's mind. He then raised his arms to block his chest.
*Crack.*
Master Fei's arms, which he had used to block his chest, shattered. He was sent flying backwards.
*Puff.*
After landing on the ground, Master Fei spat out a large mouthful of blood.
"It seems your strength isn't as impressive as you claimed."
Du Fei clapped his hands, as if he had just done something insignificant. At this moment, Master Fei, with his broken arms dangling at his sides and his body covered in blood, stared at Du Fei with a vacant look.
"A twenty-year-old Xiantian master, this is impossible, impossible!" He kept repeating the word "impossible" as if he were an idiot.
Wu Ya, standing there, saw his greatest reliance, Master Fei, being defeated by Du Fei with a single palm strike. He too could only repeat "impossible" dazedly, his face turning ashen. His first instinct was to turn and flee. However, his already limping leg made it impossible to run. Just as Da Mu by his side was about to help him, a large group of people rushed in from outside, surrounding the two of them.