"Mr. Ning, would you like to reschedule your exchange with Elder Zheng?"
Huang Yuzhong interjected at this point, asking. He referred to it as an exchange rather than a contest, a phrasing that was quite skillful. His intention was to avoid antagonizing Ning Beichen, regardless of whether he won or lost.
"I don't have that much time to mess around with you. If you want to fight, fight now. It's just one move anyway, no need to waste time,"
Ning Beichen said carelessly.
Although he didn't mean to insult them, it struck Elder Zheng and Huang Yuzhong as arrogant.
Huang Yuzhong hadn't seen how Elder Zheng was defeated.
As for Elder Zheng, he was utterly bewildered by his defeat.
However, they shared one common belief: they thought Ning Beichen's previous victory over Elder Zheng wasn't due to ordinary martial arts, but rather some secret technique or trickery.
"Alright, let's do it now."
Elder Zheng, fearing Ning Beichen might change his mind, immediately agreed.
Huang Yuzhong, on the other hand, felt a bit uneasy. Ning Beichen's demeanor was too calm, so calm that Huang Yuzhong couldn't discern his thoughts from his expression.
"Could it be that this Ning Beichen is telling the truth?"
Huang Yuzhong's mind was in turmoil.
"Impossible! Elder Zheng has been with me for so long, I've witnessed his strength firsthand. Even if he couldn't match Ning Beichen, he shouldn't be unable to even withstand a single move from him!"
"That's right, perhaps Ning Beichen is just bluffing."
Huang Yuzhong pondered for a moment before speaking.
"Very well, then today I shall be a witness. However, I hope you both will know when to stop and avoid unnecessary harm."
Ning Beichen remained noncommittal, saying nothing further.
As the ancient saying goes, one cannot discuss ice with summer insects; no matter how much Ning Beichen explained, it would be useless to them.
"Mr. Ning, please."
Elder Zheng was fully focused this time and made a gesture to Ning Beichen.
As the word "please" fell.
Ning Beichen's palm had already reached Elder Zheng's ear, like a falling fan, sending shivers down Elder Zheng's spine.
But what terrified him even more was realizing that no matter how he counterattacked, defended, or dodged, he couldn't escape Ning Beichen's palm.
Yet, in Huang Yuzhong's eyes, he clearly saw Elder Zheng move his face towards Ning Beichen's strike.
*Slap!*
Elder Zheng's face was slapped to the side, and several rotten teeth fell out of his mouth, accompanied by a mouth full of blood.
"Do you want to try again?"
After delivering the slap, Ning Beichen stopped and asked Elder Zheng.
In fact, Ning Beichen hadn't used any internal energy at all. He had barely used even half his strength, otherwise, Elder Zheng's face would have been gone.
"Ag... again."
Elder Zheng, his mouth bloody and his appearance ferocious, said.
In his life, he had encountered countless enemies, both successful and defeated, but he had never been in a situation where he had no chance to retaliate.
"Alright."
Ning Beichen didn't want to say much. This time, he aimed for Elder Zheng's right cheek, as he had struck the left one before.
"Can't dodge!"
It was the same scenario, the same despair. Elder Zheng's head buzzed, his mind went blank, like a person at a loss.
*Slap!*
Elder Zheng was slapped again by Ning Beichen. This time, Ning Beichen put a little more force into it, sending Elder Zheng spinning on the ground, his face covered in blood.
"Want to go again?"
Ning Beichen acted as if he had done nothing, as if he had just swatted two mosquitoes.
"I..."
Even if Elder Zheng had no shame, he knew this wasn't an illusion, and Ning Beichen wasn't using any special move. If he denied it further, it would be pointless.
"I lost."
Elder Zheng uttered the words "I lost" as if he had exhausted all his strength.
Seeing this scene, Huang Yuzhong felt as if his entire being was convulsing.
Although he was the sect leader of Xingyin Sect, in terms of strength, Elder Zheng was superior to him. If even Elder Zheng couldn't retaliate, it meant he himself was no match for Ning Beichen either.
"Terrifying!"
"Too terrifying!"
"Who exactly is this Ning Beichen?"
At this moment, Huang Yuzhong already regretted provoking him. How could he, of all people, offend such a powerful enemy?
But he couldn't understand why someone as formidable as Ning Beichen would work as a bodyguard for a woman.
"Is he desperate for money?"
As this thought crossed his mind, Huang Yuzhong felt there was still a chance. He, Huang Yuzhong, lacked many things, but never money.
"Alright, Mr. Ning's skills are indeed extraordinary."
Huang Yuzhong loudly applauded, without bothering to comfort the defeated Elder Zheng.
In his eyes at this moment, Elder Zheng's worth was less than one percent of Ning Beichen's.
"Just slapping someone, anyone can do it. There's nothing extraordinary about it."
Ning Beichen said coldly.
He truly felt no pride in it. They were not on the same level; slapping Elder Zheng was like an adult hitting a kindergartener.
"Mr. Ning is too modest."
Ning Beichen's unexpected response left Huang Yuzhong struggling for words, and he said with a hint of awkwardness.
"I'm not being modest. I came here personally to tell you not to have any ulterior motives towards me or my boss. Otherwise, I won't be polite anymore!"
Ning Beichen warned him coldly.
Huang Yuzhong's heart flared with anger. He, a real estate magnate, was accustomed to being treated with utmost respect, with everyone addressing him as Mr. Huang or Boss Huang. Yet, this young man, Ning Beichen, showed him no deference at all.
However, Huang Yuzhong's anger quickly subsided as he remembered that Ning Beichen was no ordinary person. He wasn't afraid of him, and besides, it was he who needed Ning Beichen's help.
If Ning Beichen hadn't displayed such strength, Huang Yuzhong's attitude would undoubtedly have been different.
"Mr. Ning, you misunderstand."
Huang Yuzhong quickly explained.
"Whether it's a misunderstanding or not, this matter ends here. Do not disregard my warning, which is not to be taken lightly."
Ning Beichen warned him again.
Huang Yuzhong's eyelids twitched several times, a glint of ferocity flashing in his eyes.
Being warned repeatedly by Ning Beichen, he, a sect leader of Xingyin Sect and a real estate tycoon of Haizhou New Town, was being repeatedly humiliated by this brash young man. It was impossible not to feel indignant.
Just as he was about to lash out, Elder Zheng, with a fearful look in his eyes, gripped Huang Yuzhong's hand and subtly shook his head.
Although Ning Beichen was not Huang Yuzhong, he could sense the killing intent directed at him. He snorted coldly, no longer concealing his Grandmaster cultivation.
*Boom!*
Everything in the room flew outwards in all directions. A powerful, irresistible force descended from above, pressing down on Huang Yuzhong and Elder Zheng.
*Crack!*
The marble floor began to show cracks.