Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

Soon, Lin Mo, along with Lu Haotian, Long San, and others, had entered the sports stadium.

Lu Haotian made a gesture of invitation towards Lin Mo and said respectfully,

"Mr. Lin, please follow me. We have seats specially reserved for us in the front row where we can watch the competition more clearly."

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo nodded.

Then Lu Haotian and Long San headed toward the front, but Long San did not have the privilege to enter the very front row.

However, they had barely sat down for a moment when a voice filled with both surprise and disdain came from behind:

"How could this guy be here?"

"Everyone seated here is either a big shot or the pinnacle of Martial Arts! What right does he have?"

Lin Dong couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said lightly,

"Even if he were Lu Haotian's son, he still wouldn't have the right to sit here!"

"Could it be that he has another identity?"

Having taken a long look at Lin Mo, Lin Dong simply couldn't figure out what kind of identity Lin Mo possessed that allowed him to sit next to Lu Haotian.

Immediately, Lin Dong scoffed and said, "Well, you're the first to ever show such contempt to me, Lin Dong! Today, I will show you what a terrifying existence I am. The moment I make a move, I fear you won't even have the courage to kneel and beg for mercy."

After that, Lin Dong and Nolan Yanran settled into their seats.

Nolan Yanran gave Lin Mo a glance and curiously asked, "Kid, are you here to watch the match too?"

"None of your business."

Nolan Yanran's face immediately turned ugly, and she looked at Lin Mo with hostility, biting her lip and saying, "Keep being cocky for now! Once you see how formidable my brother Lin Dong is later, you'll be the one begging for mercy."

Bang!

Just at that moment, there was a sudden explosive sound on the stage; a figure was sent flying like a broken kite, landing heavily below the platform.

The man, who looked to be around forty, violently coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood, and within two or three breaths, he had stopped breathing!

Everyone's eyes turned extremely shocked and terrified.

Because the man who had been fatally injured was none other than Liu He, the second-ranked Martial Arts master of Shu Province.

Just moments ago, everyone had seen that Liu He had used his family's secret technique, Thunderbolt Palm, but was still unable to withstand even one round against Cui Zhenyuan, sustaining injuries all over.

And just two or three breaths later, he was sent flying with one punch by Cui Zhenyuan, dying instantly on the spot!

Standing on the stage with an imposing stance, Cui Zhenyuan, hands behind his back, looked down upon the crowd with an extremely arrogant tone:

"Not a single one of you is capable of putting up a fight. Are the Martial Arts of Hua Country truly this feeble?"

"It seems that the old saying 'Sick Man of East Asia' coined by Japan really fits you Huaxia people!"

This statement immediately ignited the wrath of countless Huaxia people, and the Martial Arts Masters clenched their fists even tighter.

Yet not a single one dared to step onto the stage—after all, even Liu He who ranked second in Shu Province was so effortlessly killed by Cui Zhenyuan that going up now was akin to seeking death.

Meanwhile, only one or two seats away from Lin Dong and Nolan Yanran's positions,

An elderly man sat with his ancient eyes slightly closed, his face ever unruffled by the storms around him.

Beside him, the man in hemp clothes appeared extremely worried, even somewhat afraid:

"Elder Hong, perhaps we should not participate in this competition?"

Elder Hong?

Hearing this address, both Lin Mo and Nolan Yanran turned slightly. When they saw the old man with closed eyes, Nolan Yanran was especially astounded:

"Isn't that Hong Qiu? He is the foremost among the elder martial artists of Shu Province!"

"It's said that he has been famous for many years. When he first came to Shu Province with his family, he provoked the foremost great clan at the time, the Luo Family. They sent fifty to sixty martial artists to take his life, but Hong Qiu killed every single one of them."

"Enraged, the Luo Family resorted to assassinating his wife and children in the dark. Carrying a vendetta steeped in blood, Hong Qiu stormed into the Luo Family alone. That night, the blood of the Luo Family flowed like a river. Just as they were on the brink of extermination, the Luo Family Patriarch sought out Ma Bo, the number one expert in Shu Province at that time."

"Ma Bo had dominated Shu Province for over a decade, his martial power earth-shattering. However, after hundreds of exchanges in battle, he met a miserable end at the hands of Hong Qiu. From that moment on, Hong Qiu's fame eclipsed all in Shu Province, becoming its premier martial artist."

As Nolan Yanran finished her account, the old man, Hong Qiu, gradually opened his profound eyes and waved off the man in hemp:

"No matter. Some brat from Han Country is not to be feared. Although Liu He is ranked second, compared to my martial power, he falls far short."

"Moreover, I have recently had a breakthrough to Advanced Martial Sect! I reckon, slaying Cui Zhenyuan will be like taking something from one's own pocket."

Upon hearing this, the hemp-clothed man's body trembled with immediate shock and elation:

"I would have never guessed Elder Hong had broken through to Advanced Martial Sect. I was worried that if you got injured, our Ye Family would surely suffer a heavy blow. Fearing other families might seize the opportunity to strike, it seems my worry was needless."

"If Elder Hong can thoroughly defeat Cui Zhenyuan for our Ye Family, your name will resound throughout Shu Province. Perhaps our Ye Family could use this opportunity to reign supreme over Shu Province and become its overlord."

Hong Qiu, however, shook his head and said lightly, "I, Hong Qiu, have no interest in fame or power. When I first came to Shu Province, it was your Ye Family that fed my family. I have always kept this kindness in my heart. Therefore, today I will extinguish Cui Zhenyuan for your Ye Family, ensuring your place as the overlord of Shu Province."

"All will be entrusted to Elder Hong then!" The man in hemp responded with a salute, his heart swelling with excitement. After this battle, the Ye Family's status might soar to the heavens undisputedly, their dominance uncontested throughout Shu Province.

Hong Qiu nodded, then with a single stomp planted on the ground, he leaped three to four meters high, soaring like an eagle spreading its wings. The spot where he had stepped exploded with dust and debris, the ground fractured as if struck by some terrifying force.

"Are there no men left in Shu Province? Boastful brute! Let this old man have a word with you!"

As his words echoed, Hong Qiu's figure had already alighted on the field without notice, hands behind his back, bearing the might of a grandmaster.

"Old man, by the looks of you, you seem someone who can fight. But in my eyes, you are still garbage!"

Cui Zhenyuan sized up Hong Qiu and shook his head dismissively, full of scorn.

This angered many, knowing full well Hong Qiu's long-standing fame and his terrifying power. Could Cui Zhenyuan possibly be his match?

Not only was Cui Zhenyuan unafraid, but he even dared to provoke Hong Qiu with his words?

In the same moment, Lu Haotian's gaze shifted towards Lin Mo. Seeing Lin Mo lying back in his chair with hands behind his head, he asked curiously,

"Mr. Lin, in your opinion, between Hong Qiu and Cui Zhenyuan, who is the superior?"

"Two or three rounds, and he will perish."

"Who?"

"Hong Qiu!"

Lin Mo's words not only left Lu Haotian but also Nolan Yanran and Lin Dong wide-eyed.

Nolan Yanran even burst into laughter, her eyes filled with contempt, "This is absurd. Elder Hong is a renowned master who has also been the undisputed champion of martial power in Shu Province. He dies within two or three rounds? Such arrogant words, you've got some nerve!"