With a single slap, Shawn sent the Cloudrise Sect young master’s servant flying. Wasn’t this Shawn Song a bit too bold? Now he’d truly offended Sean Yuan. For a moment, everyone felt an inexplicable admiration for Shawn, even Clearheart Holy Land’s Faye Xi—her eyes brightened slightly, apparently surprised and delighted.
Sean Yuan stepped forward, his handsome face tinged with blue, not hiding his murderous intent as he stared at Shawn: “Good! Very good! You actually dared to hit my man. I was going to spare your dog life, but now you’re dead for sure!”
Shawn tilted his head, sizing up Sean Yuan: “By the way, who are you?”
“You don’t know who I am?” Sean Yuan froze, his killing intent growing even stronger. He was the dignified young master of Cloudrise Sect, and this guy actually asked who he was?
Shawn curled his lip: “Are you really that famous? Am I supposed to know you? What a clown!”
Sean Yuan felt like his lungs were about to explode. He roared, “Listen up, you lowly bandit chief—I’m Sean Yuan, young master of Cloudrise Sect!”
Hearing that, Shawn dug at his ear: “So you’re Cloudrise’s young master? I thought you were from Jade Pool Holy Land. So basically, you’re a dog meddling in someone else’s business.”
Everyone wanted to laugh at that. Jade Pool Holy Land hadn’t blamed Shawn for being late, but Sean Yuan, just a guest, jumped up to scold him. If that’s not a dog meddling in mouse affairs, what is?
Sean Yuan could feel the mocking stares from all around. Normally he wouldn’t care about these ‘trash’ gazes, but now he felt extremely uncomfortable. It was all that bandit chief’s fault. As long as he killed Shawn, everything would be solved.
“Go die!”
With a low shout, Sean Yuan’s body suddenly shot forward—almost like teleportation. He appeared above Shawn’s head, his right foot stomping down fiercely and fast.
“Such speed! Is this Cloudrise Sect’s peerless movement art, Ninefold Soaring Shadow?” Someone murmured in shock at the sight.
“We can’t even see his movement clearly—it must be Ninefold Soaring Shadow! Sean Yuan may be arrogant, but his strength is absolutely terrifying. I wonder if Shawn Song can block him!” someone nearby muttered, half to himself, half in answer.
Boom!
Sean Yuan’s stomp seemed to shatter the very air above Shawn’s head. The air currents roared and exploded, the force overwhelming.
But Shawn showed no fear. Although Sean Yuan’s movement art was strong, it was still a notch below Jason Duke’s One Palm to Break the Heavens.
So...
He punched upward, his fist meeting that descending foot head-on.
Fist and foot hadn’t met yet, but the force behind them had already collided in midair.
Pop... pop... pop!
The two streams of energy collided and exploded again and again, until finally, fist and foot crashed together.
From above, Sean Yuan looked down at Shawn, his gaze full of contempt. He hadn’t used his full strength for this move, but he’d put in ninety percent of his true essence. He cultivated Cloudrise Sect’s peerless technique, so his zhenyuan was both purer and more destructive than most. In his mind, this bandit chief beneath him was doomed to lose.
But in the very next instant, his expression changed dramatically.
He suddenly realized that inside his opponent’s fist was a domineering, razor-sharp zhenyuan, like countless tiny swords, stabbing straight into his body.
The powerful true essence he was so proud of retreated helplessly under this assault, offering no resistance at all. Sharp pain shot through his right leg again and again.
For a moment, panic gripped him and he instinctively tried to retreat.
But that was his biggest mistake. The invading zhenyuan’s speed surged, instantly seizing all the meridians in his right leg.
“Explode!”
Shawn softly uttered a single word.
“Pop pop pop pop!”
In that instant, Sean Yuan’s entire right leg erupted with sound, countless jets of blood shooting out from within like swords.
“No!”
He screamed in agony, feeling every meridian in his right leg shatter to pieces.
“Get lost!”
Shawn followed up with another resounding slap.
Smack!
The crisp sound of the slap echoed across the entire plaza. Sean Yuan’s body shot out like a broken kite, crashing down in a patch of grass.
“Young Master!”
His old servant rushed toward where Sean had landed, but as he ran, he turned back, his face twisted with hatred as he snarled at Shawn, “How dare you injure my young master! Cloudrise Sect will never let you off!”
“Trying to threaten me? What are you, anyway? Go die!”
A shadow flickered.
Bang!
The old servant’s body flew out like a ragged sack, landing several meters away—lifeless.
He had injured Cloudrise Sect’s young master and killed his old servant.
For a moment, the entire plaza went utterly silent. Everyone stared at Shawn in shock.
Meanwhile, Faye Xi’s eyes sparkled with an inexplicable light, fixed on Shawn as if captivated by his domineering presence.
As for Howard Jiang, the smile on his face faded, replaced by a grave look.
With his strength, he could defeat Sean Yuan, but never so cleanly—he certainly couldn’t destroy Sean’s leg with a single punch. Shawn’s zhenyuan was incredibly domineering and sharp, even stronger than the War God Art Howard cultivated.
At that moment, a herald announced, “Jade Pool Holy Land’s Saintess Serena Sima has arrived!”
Just then, a white-skirted young woman approached the plaza, surrounded by four green-skirted attendants.
Shawn looked up with curiosity, and was instantly stunned. Serena Sima was truly too beautiful. He’d seen countless beauties, but none could compare to her.
“Such a beautiful Jade Pool Saintess! I’ve decided—I’m going to rob you and make you my bandit wife!”
As soon as the words left his mouth, Shawn strode eagerly toward Serena, his face full of impatient excitement.
A figure flashed—Howard Jiang blocked Shawn’s path. “Brother Shen, you must not offend Jade Pool’s Saintess.”
Shawn glared at him, dissatisfied. “What kind of onion are you, daring to block me from robbing my bandit wife?”
Howard Jiang looked at Shawn calmly. “I am Howard Jiang. Brother Song, please give me some face. You’ve already caused enough trouble—let’s end it here.”
Shawn curled his lip. “How much is your face worth? Move aside and stop delaying me from robbing my bandit wife, or I’ll start beating people again!”
Howard smiled faintly. “If that’s the case, I’m willing to ask Brother Song for a few pointers.”
“Fine! Since you want a beating, I’ll oblige!” Shawn erupted into action.
Raging Tidal Surge, Seventh Form!
Boom!
The roar of crashing waves echoed out, and in an instant, the world seemed to transform into a boundless ocean.
Standing in the midst of this ocean, Howard Jiang’s expression grew intensely solemn. In the next moment, he rapidly formed nine intricate hand seals and slammed nine consecutive palms into the surrounding void.
Crack, crack, crack!
With nine palms unleashed, the endless ocean shattered apart.
The clash between Shawn and Howard marked the true beginning of the banquet’s top-tier confrontations.