Wang Huai’an did not think too much about it and simply headed upstairs. He wanted to see what was going on.
The thought that there might be danger never even crossed his mind. The reason was simple. He had lived in a peaceful society for so many years, so why would he suddenly expect danger at his own doorstep? He assumed it was probably someone who had gone to the wrong floor or perhaps a new resident who had recently moved in.
The father and son quickly climbed the stairs.
However, when they reached the upper floor, Wang Huai’an noticed that the person seemed to be waiting right outside his door.
Before he could even get a clear look at who it was, a dark figure suddenly shot out from the corner and lunged toward the two of them. Judging from the speed and decisiveness of the attack, the person clearly intended to subdue them both in an instant.
Everything happened in a flash.
Wang Teng did not have time to react, but Wang Huai’an responded immediately.
The person before him moved quickly, but to the eyes of a powerful 5th-Rank Martial Artist, his movements still seemed painfully slow. There was an entire major rank separating a 5th-Rank Martial Artist from a 4th-Rank Martial Artist, making every movement easy for Wang Huai’an to see.
In fact, Wang Huai’an had previously underestimated the difference between the 4th and 5th Ranks. He had assumed that being separated by only 1 or 2 minor stages would not result in much difference in combat strength.
Reality proved otherwise. The gap in combat strength was enormous.
Wang Huai’an reacted instantly, twisting around and shielding Wang Teng behind him. At the same time, he raised both fists to block the incoming attack.
A faint iron blue sheen gradually appeared over the backs of his hands.
It was none other than the Iron Arm Fist he had only recently begun practicing.
His Qi and Blood Power erupted outward, instantly suppressing the entire area!
Although Wang Huai’an had not practiced the technique for long, he could already use it in actual combat.
He threw a punch.
The black clad Martial Artist’s charging body was immediately stopped by Wang Huai’an’s arm.
The instant the black clad Martial Artist felt the tremendous force coming from Wang Huai’an’s arm, he froze for a moment. Shock flashed through his eyes.
“So strong!”
That was his first thought.
The Qi and Blood Power surging from his opponent was terrifying, clearly far beyond his own realm.
He had run straight into an opponent he could not afford to provoke.
Without the slightest hesitation, the black clad Martial Artist relied on the instincts he had developed through years of escaping pursuit and immediately prepared to leap down the stairs and flee.
Unfortunately, the stairwell was too narrow.
Before he could escape, Wang Huai’an moved first.
Wang Huai’an grabbed the man’s clothes with one hand and violently yanked him backward, flipping him straight onto the floor.
“Bang!”
“Damn!”
The man crashed onto the concrete steps with a dull thud, but he did not feel much pain. A 4th-Rank Martial Artist possessed an extremely tough body, so slamming into a concrete floor was hardly enough to seriously injure him.
Wang Huai’an’s heart pounded violently in his chest. By now, he had already sensed that something was terribly wrong.
This man was definitely no ordinary person.
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If Wang Huai’an had not become a 5th-Rank Martial Artist, both father and son might have lost their lives in that first ambush.
The thought made Wang Huai’an’s gaze turn cold and fierce.
This man had dared to threaten both him and his son.
That was unforgivable.
The black clad Martial Artist had been left dazed by the fall. As he struggled to get back up, a dagger suddenly appeared in his hand, and he stabbed several times in rapid succession.
Wang Huai’an responded with a single Iron Arm Fist, smashing him away.
Then came another crushing blow directly to the head.
The man’s consciousness vanished instantly.
He collapsed onto the floor and lay there motionless, completely unconscious.
Just like that, the entire crisis was effortlessly resolved.
Wang Huai’an shook out his arm. He had put his full strength into that last strike. Although his Iron Arm Fist had only recently reached Minor Achievement, a Mid Stage 4th-Rank Martial Artist could never withstand the power behind such a punch.
More importantly, Wang Huai’an had not held back at the critical moment.
‘Don’t tell me I killed him with that punch?’
Wang Huai’an stared at the unconscious man’s head, suddenly unsure what to do.
At that moment, the man lay before them like a dead fish. Fortunately, Wang Huai’an could still hear his faint breathing.
Clearly, that punch had not taken his life.
Only then did Wang Teng finally recover from his shock. He hurriedly asked, “Dad, what just happened? Is this some enemy you made?”
Wang Huai’an was speechless.
‘I only just started practicing martial arts. Where the hell would I get an enemy from?’
What terrible luck.
He had merely returned home, yet some complete stranger who happened to be a Martial Artist had ambushed him.
Judging from the man’s strength, he should be a 4th-Rank Martial Artist.
Wang Teng’s eyes were practically glowing as he exclaimed, “Dad, you’re incredible! You knocked a 4th-Rank Martial Artist to sleep with a single punch. Even the best martial arts coach at our high school is only a 4th-Rank Martial Artist!”
Wang Teng’s admiration for his father had already reached a level that words could hardly describe.
Seeing his son’s worshipful expression filled Wang Huai’an with immense satisfaction.
Wang Huai’an raised his chin slightly and said with pride, “Nothing worth mentioning!”
However, this was not the time to enjoy his son’s admiration.
Wang Huai’an quickly began checking the man’s identity.
The man’s mask covered his face tightly. After removing it, Wang Huai’an saw that the man appeared to be around the same age as himself, probably in his early 40s.
Wang Huai’an examined the man’s injuries. That punch had almost certainly fractured part of his skull, but fortunately, it had not killed him.
There were also hidden injuries elsewhere on the man’s body. During their brief fight, the man had clearly not used his full strength.
He had probably assumed that subduing a pair of ordinary people would require almost no effort. Unfortunately for him, he had underestimated his opponents far too much and ended up taking Wang Huai’an’s full powered strike head on.
His luck truly could not have been worse.
At the same time, Wang Huai’an realized that his own strength was actually quite impressive.
Wang Teng stood nearby, watching everything his father did. No matter what, he was still only a young man who had never witnessed a real fight between Martial Artists before.
Wang Huai’an searched the unconscious man and found some cash and identification documents. He also noticed a black canvas bag tucked away in the corner. Together, these seemed to be everything the black clad man had brought with him.
Wang Huai’an quickly opened the identification document.
The name written on it was Fu Daqiang.
For some reason, the name sounded strangely familiar.
There was also a folded sheet of A4 paper.
Wang Huai’an unfolded it and immediately realized what it was.
It was a wanted notice.
‘A wanted criminal actually carries his own wanted notice around with him?’
After thinking about it, Wang Huai’an guessed that Fu Daqiang had probably torn the notice down from somewhere along the street and stuffed it into his pocket.
Only then did Wang Huai’an remember the wanted list he had seen earlier that day.
One of the wanted criminals on that list seemed to have been named Fu Daqiang.
Wang Huai’an turned to Wang Teng and explained, “He’s a wanted criminal. I heard his name announced over the broadcast earlier, and I also saw his wanted information in the Martial Artist Alliance lobby.”
He continued, “Everything matches. This man is a fugitive who’s been moving around Jinghai City.”
Wang Huai’an glanced at the unconscious Fu Daqiang and added, “I just never expected him to end up at our home. He probably thought the Old District was crowded and complicated enough that it would be easier to hide here.”
Then he smiled slightly and said, “If your dad wasn’t this strong, he might really have gotten away with hiding here.”
Wang Teng nodded, still shaken by what had just happened. He asked, “Then what should we do now? Should we report him to Public Security?”
Wang Huai’an nodded and replied, “We have to report him. We can’t exactly deal with someone like this ourselves. Besides, we’ll receive a reward after turning him in.”
His eyes brightened slightly as he continued, “Your dad saw the reward at the Martial Artist Alliance. It’s worth a full 1 million.”
More precisely, Wang Huai’an explained, “The 1 million refers to 100 Contribution Points from the Martial Artist Alliance. That’s enough to exchange for resources worth 1 million. At the very least, we won’t have to worry about your cultivation resources for a while. This solves our family’s most urgent problem.”
Wang Teng looked puzzled and asked, “Is our family really that poor? You’re already a 5th-Rank Martial Artist.”
Wang Huai’an coughed lightly before answering, “Of course we are. All the money was spent on me, so there isn’t much left at home.”
Wang Teng did not dwell on it.
In any case, they had money now.