As Liu San walked toward Jiang Chen, the crowd’s expressions made it clear they didn’t think much of the young man’s chances.
The sheer difference in their auras alone seemed to have already decided the outcome.
They could understand Jiang Chen wanting to protect Luo Yanran.
They could even understand his desire to play the hero and win her affection.
However, this suicidal approach was nothing more than adding a hilarious punchline to an already absurd farce.
While the crowd sighed at Jiang Chen’s overestimation of his own abilities, Liu San arrived right in front of him.
Rolling his fists, the burly man bared his yellow teeth in a grin.
“Kid, I bet you can’t dodge two of my punches!
If you can, I’ll stand here and let you hit me three times.”
“No need for three.
One punch is enough!” Jiang Chen smiled.
“Fine!
If you dodge my two punches, I’ll stand right here and take one from you!”
As soon as his voice fell, Liu San’s hulking frame lunged forward.
His right fist barreled aggressively toward the side of Jiang Chen’s face.
The corners of Jiang Chen’s mouth ticked upward.
As the wind from the punch hit him, he seemed to stand completely still, yet the fist whistled past his face without grazing a single hair on his head!
“Liu San must be doing it on purpose to scare him!”
“Exactly!
With the force behind his punch, he could floor him in one hit.
Liu San probably took one look at him and decided to mess with him first.”
The surrounding villagers murmured among themselves after watching the strike miss.
Having whiffed his attack, Liu San stumbled forward a couple of steps.
The onlookers didn’t know the truth, but as the one throwing the punch, he understood it perfectly.
That hadn’t been a feint to scare the kid; he had genuinely tried to hit him.
Yet, he had seen Jiang Chen stand perfectly still, leaving him puzzled as to how he could have possibly missed.
Narrowing his eyes, he snorted coldly.
“That was just a warm-up.
Now I’m going to get serious!”
“You talk…
way too much!” Jiang Chen grumbled impatiently.
“Hah!”
Liu San let out a loud shout.
Since they were standing in close quarters, he didn’t charge forward this time.
Instead, he swung his fist in a sharp uppercut aimed directly at Jiang Chen’s jaw.
Seeing how frail and weak his opponent looked, he figured this strike would easily catch him by the chin and launch him off his feet!
It wasn’t just him.
The nearby villagers watching the scene unfold had already pictured Jiang Chen flying through the air, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
However, what happened next wildly defied their expectations.
Liu San’s fist blasted upward, and Jiang Chen still appeared motionless—yet the punch missed once again!
The vicious uppercut simply swiped through the empty air right in front of his face.
“I’ve dodged two punches.
Now it’s my turn, right?”
“This…
how is that possible?!”
“They were so close!
You could hit him just by raising your hand!”
“Jiang Chen didn’t even move!
How did he not get hit?”
Liu San, Liu Jinshan, and the others were all dumbfounded.
Luo Yanran had been filled with worry, but upon seeing this, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Standing beside her, Zhang Rou frowned and asked, “From the looks of it, that punch should have definitely connected.”
Luo Yanran shook her head.
“Look at where Jiang Chen is standing.”
Zhang Rou glanced at his feet.
Originally, he had been standing on a few pieces of crushed rock, but now he was half a step back.
In other words, Jiang Chen had moved!
It was just that no one had noticed!
Surprised, she asked, “Did you see him move?”
“No,” Luo Yanran replied, shaking her head.
“That’s so weird!
Could it be that Jiang Chen knows martial arts?”
As they spoke, a grim-faced Liu San nodded at Jiang Chen.
“Dodging two of my punches in a row means you’ve got fast reflexes.
Seeing how scrawny you are, I really want to see just how powerful your punch is!”
“Sure thing!” Jiang Chen gave a playful smile and raised his fist.
Then, he slowly aimed a punch at Liu San.
The speed was incredibly slow, and there was absolutely no force behind it.
Watching this, the crowd burst into uproarious laughter.
Never mind that Liu San had missed both of his strikes—when he had gathered his strength and swung, his momentum had been overwhelming.
Even though he had struck empty air, they could all feel the terrifying power behind his fists.
But Jiang Chen’s current display probably couldn’t even kill an ant!
BAM!
Right when the crowd was laughing the hardest, Jiang Chen’s pitifully soft punch connected with Liu San’s face.
The impact was thunderous.
The movement had seemed so slow, yet they could clearly see the muscles in Liu San’s face distort and ripple, followed by a spray of blood as his mouth fell open.
With a heavy crash, the burly man collapsed to the ground!
His eyes rolled shut, and he lay there motionless, looking exactly like a corpse!
In an instant, the laughing crowd froze.
Their jaws dropped in stunned disbelief, their eyes bulging as wide as saucers.
Silence!
A deathly silence fell over the scene! This chapter is updated first at g.com.
“You…
you killed him?” Liu Jinshan was the first to recover his senses, his voice trembling as he asked.
Jiang Chen glanced down at the unconscious man.
“He’s not dead, but he’ll be out cold for at least seven or eight days.
I held back as much as I could.
I didn’t expect this guy to hit the floor when I was using less than ten percent of my strength.
How boring!”
One punch had leveled a burly man weighing a solid one hundred and seventy pounds.
And he had used less than ten percent of his strength!
Hearing this, Liu Jinshan’s mouth twitched violently.
He stiffened his neck and looked up at Jiang Chen.
“You…”
“What about me?”
The moment he looked up, Jiang Chen had already closed the distance and draped an arm over Liu Jinshan’s shoulder.
The second the weight settled on him, Liu Jinshan’s legs went weak, nearly sending him sprawling to the ground.
His mouth trembled.
“Brother…”
“Don’t.
You’re not worthy of calling me that!” Jiang Chen backhanded Liu Jinshan across the face.
“I took a quick look around earlier.
That Liu San guy seemed to be the strongest one on your side, right?”
“Yes, yes, yes!” Liu Jinshan nodded frantically.
“Then you probably won’t be calling anyone else out to fight me, will you?” Jiang Chen smiled.
Stunned for a moment, Liu Jinshan quickly shook his head.
“Definitely not!”
He thought to himself that a single punch had just floored his best fighter.
Sending anyone else out would be pure suicide!
“Since you won’t, how about we settle our accounts?” Jiang Chen tilted his head.
Liu Jinshan winced.
“What accounts?”
“The account for your arrogant drivel earlier, when you demanded my woman marry your son,” Jiang Chen replied with a grin.
“How…
how do you want to settle it?”
With Jiang Chen standing right in front of him, Liu Jinshan didn’t dare spout any nonsense.
He certainly didn’t think he could take a punch better than Liu San!
Even if he was a million times unwilling, he had no choice but to play along.
This was simply how the world worked.
Might made right!
Jiang Chen patted him on the shoulder and fished a cigarette out of his pocket.
Quick on the uptake, Liu Jinshan hastily pulled out a lighter, ready to light it for him.
However, Jiang Chen grabbed his arm.
“When someone lights my cigarette, I don’t like it when they’re standing at the same height as me!”
“Huh?” Liu Jinshan didn’t quite process the words.
“Kneel!” Jiang Chen ordered, emphasizing every single syllable.