The riverside was packed. Merchants shouted from their stalls, martial artists sparred in training grounds nearby, and curious onlookers flocked to a hastily assembled dueling platform.
At the center of it all stood Du Minghao
Hann Jinhai (shouting):
"Ye Hann! If you dare call yourself a man, face me here and now!"
Ye Hann
Whispers swept through the crowd.
At the far end of the plaza, concealed inside a luxurious carriage, Ye Hann's father, Hann Tianzheng
Hann Tianzheng (muttering):
"You... still dare show your face?"
[The Duel Begins]
Announcer:
"This is a public martial challenge!
The terms are simple: winner claims the right to any prize agreed upon beforehand!"
Hann Jinhai (sneering):
"If I win, you’ll kneel and apologize for sullying the martial arts world!
If you win… ha! Dream on!"
Ye Hann yawned exaggeratedly.
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Ye Hann (smirking):
"If I win, you’ll apologize for wasting everyone’s time and pay triple the cost of my appearance fee."
Hann Jinhai (blinking):
"W-what appearance fee?!"
Ye Hann (mock-innocent):
"You challenged . You thought this was free?"
The crowd burst into laughter, but it was a sharp, cutting humor that left Du Minghao red with embarrassment.
[The Fight]
Hann Jinhai c
Ye Hann simply tilted his body aside, his movements lazy but precise, like a tiger toying with a rabbit.
- A sword slash? Caught with two fingers.
- A flurry of strikes? Evaded with small, effortless steps.
Ye Hann (bored):
"Was that your ultimate move? Should I start clapping?"
The laughter grew harsher.
Realizing he was being humiliated, Hann Jinhai
But Ye Hann's eyes sharpened.
Ye Hann (coldly):
""
In a single motion, Ye Hann pivoted, slammed a palm into Hann Jinhai’s
CRACK!Hann Jinhai flew off the platform, crashing into a vendor’s stall with a sound.
Silence fell over the plaza.
[Aftermath]
As officials rushed to Hann Jinhai’s aid, Hann Tianzheng
stepped down from the carriage.
The crowd parted instinctively.
Father and son faced each other for the first time in this life.
Hann Tianzheng (voice low, carrying authority):
"You disgrace the family name… by revealing your strength outside."
Ye Hann lifted his chin, his smirk gone, replaced by something colder.
Ye Hann:
"Better to disgrace it openly than to rot behind false honor."
Hann Tianzheng (eyes narrowing):
"You speak boldly for a dog we cast aside."
Ye Hann took a slow step closer, voice steady.
Ye Hann:
"You cast aside a dog once.
This time, what you discarded... will bite back."
A faint ripple of suppressed martial pressure exploded from Ye Hann, forcing several onlookers to stumble back.
The surrounding bigwigs, including figures from prominent clans, watched with interest.
One older man, cloaked in white with an emerald crest, whispered to a subordinate:
Old Man (smiling):
"Prepare the invitation.
The dragon of the city has opened his eyes."