Quickly, Mad Bull Zhao Tieshi had already charged up to Yin Tian’s face.
From his nostrils, two streams of hot air snorted out, appearing and disappearing, truly resembling a mad bull about to charge.
He constantly reached out with both hands, trying to grab Yin Tian.
Yin Tian, however, was incredibly elusive, evading every attempt by Zhao Tieshi to grab him, slippery like a loach.
"Mad Bull Zhao Tieshi, in terms of individual strength, ranks within the top three among the eighteen Sub-hall Masters. That kid is done for."
"Why do they call him Mad Bull?"
"Because he easily falls into a frenzy, where he can’t distinguish friend from foe. Once, even four Heaven-level Assassins working together couldn’t stop Zhao Tieshi. Three died and one was injured, yet Zhao Tieshi still got away."
"I see, no wonder they call him Mad Bull."
"This kid’s movent skill is really extraordinary, even Zhao Tieshi can’t catch him."
"That’s not the point. Zhao Tieshi can afford countless mistakes, but as soon as that kid slips up once, his life is over."
The crowd casually comnted while watching the scene unfold before them.
Yin Tian kept backing away, dodging Zhao Tieshi’s extended arms.
Suddenly, Yin Tian’s body paused.
He had backed up to the wall, with his back now leaning against it.
"Die!"
Zhao Tieshi’s face twisted ferociously as he reached out with both hands towards Yin Tian.
Yin Tian shook his head, finally tired of entangling further with Zhao Tieshi.
He kicked out fiercely.
Bang!
Zhao Tieshi was sent flying backwards.
This kick seed to land in the hearts of the bystanders.
"This kid... he just kicked Zhao Tieshi away with one kick?"
"Zhao Tieshi’s lower-body skills are extrely solid, even in a frenzy he shouldn’t have been pushed back by this kid!"
The onlookers stared in stunned silence at the spectacle, none of them having anticipated this scene.
After being kicked away, Zhao Tieshi paused for a mont too.
Then, he shook his head violently and charged at Yin Tian once again.
But this ti, he didn’t reach out to grab Yin Tian. Instead, he swung his fists, aiming a punch at Yin Tian’s head.
Yin Tian’s face remained expressionless.
This ti, he did not back down.
Yin Tian’s right hand clenched into a fist as he too threw a punch.
Bang!
Yin Tian’s fist collided with Zhao Tieshi’s.
The onlookers’ breathing stopped for a mont.
Everyone’s eyes widened, staring fixedly ahead, expecting to see Yin Tian bloodied on the spot.
However.
The person sent flying...
was Zhao Tieshi!
Zhao Tieshi’s massive body ford a parabola as he flew through the air, and then crashed heavily onto the ground.
That...
All fell silent.
No one had expected that Yin Tian had been avoiding Zhao Tieshi’s attacks not out of fear, but out of disdain to engage with Zhao Tieshi!
Zhao Tieshi lay on the ground, the ferocity in his eyes gradually fading.
In its place was a look of horror!
Struggling, he lifted his right arm only to see it in a grueso state that could be described with the phrase "beyond recognition."
Bones shattered, sharp fragnts piercing through the flesh and protruding out, the intense pain causing him to grunt involuntarily.
Yin Tian had, with a single punch, crippled Zhao Tieshi!
"Find a decent doctor to reset your bones, or you might never be able to fight others again,"
Yin Tian said indifferently.
Zhao Tieshi lay there speechless, eyes wide with fear, staring at Yin Tian.
The others too stared at Yin Tian in disbelief, not anticipating his formidable strength!
"Kid, Zhao Tieshi is a Hall Master of one of my Shadow Hall’s sub-halls. You’ve injured him—are you trying to start a feud with my Shadow Hall?"
A sinister-looking man slowly spoke, imdiately imposing a serious accusation on Yin Tian.
"Wasn’t he the one who attacked first? Didn’t you see that?"
Yin Tian uttered a cold snort, "Or is it that Shadow Hall has always been this unreasonable and overbearing?"
"What if we are?"
Everyone but Liu Pengcheng stood up, staring coldly at Yin Tian as if ready to pounce and tear him to shreds.
Yin Tian just shook his head.
"Do it. Otherwise, if word of this gets out, how can my Shadow Hall maintain its reputation in Central City?"
A voice among them commanded sternly.
The sixteen individuals looked resolute, charging at Yin Tian together.
Just then.
By the staircase, a voice suddenly rang out, "Stop! What are you doing?"
Everyone paused mid-action and turned to look, only to see Uncle Teng standing there, his complexion sowhat ashen.
"Teng Zibin, what do you an by this?"
One of them sneered at Teng Zibin, "Your subordinate has acted against his superior and injured Zhao Tieshi. You know the rules of Shadow Hall, don’t you?"
Teng Zibin gave the group a cold glance and said, "Let give you a word of advice. Before Number Two cos back, it would be wise not to act rashly."
"Using Number Two to intimidate us?"
"How laughable. Even Number Two must follow Shadow Hall’s rules!"
"Teng Zibin, you honestly believe Number Two can cover for this kid?"
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