C6 Fight!

Zhang Koulai noticed Bai Piao's disdain and promptly closed his folding fan, his face transforming in an instant.

"Am I the Bai family's sole heir?" Bai Piao pondered.

"Zhang Koulai, don't get mad. True, I'm the only son of the Bai family, but you're the third son of the Zhang family. Remember, you've got a second brother."

Bai Piao bristled with irritation. How dare someone of lower status insult him by calling him trash?

"Bai Piao, don't think for a second I'm afraid to strike you!"

Zhang Koulai's face contorted with rage. What had gotten into Bai Piao today? This so-called waste had the audacity to shame him repeatedly?

"If you're thinking of hitting me, I'll be shaking in my boots!" Bai Piao taunted.

Seeing Zhang Koulai's reaction, Bai Piao knew their relationship was far from cordial—in fact, it was downright terrible.

Bai Piao's mockery went unchallenged. Clearly, he had a powerful backing.

It must be his status as the Bai family's only son.

He was the sole heir. If anything happened to him, who would take over his father's mantle?

"Bai Piao, I may not have the guts to kill you, but I can certainly give you a thrashing!"

Zhang Koulai reached his limit and swung a punch at Bai Piao.

Bai Piao effortlessly lifted his hand, seizing Zhang Koulai's fist and immobilizing him.

"Astonishment points +5, +3, +1."

The system's alert echoed. Bai Piao observed the bewildered expressions of the onlookers and contemplated.

He released Zhang Koulai.

"Not using your full strength, huh? You think I'm beneath you?"

Zhang Koulai was stunned, and his entourage was equally taken aback.

Wasn't Bai Piao, the only son of the Bai family, universally acknowledged as a good-for-nothing? How could he now effortlessly catch Zhang Koulai's punch?

Had he somehow gained the ability to cultivate?

"Bai Piao, I simply held back just now. If you're eager to meet your end, I'll gladly oblige!"

Rebuffed by Bai Piao, the very thought of it made Zhang Koulai feel as though he had lost all face. He summoned every ounce of his strength and surged forward.

"Yellow Rank Low-Grade Martial Skill: Wind Break Fist!"

In a desperate bid to reclaim his dignity, Zhang Koulai resorted to using a martial skill!

Bai Piao felt the surge of power coming at him and was taken aback, knowing he couldn't afford to take this lightly.

He channeled all his Vital Energy into his fist and countered Zhang Koulai's attack.

Their fists collided with a muffled boom, sending invisible shockwaves rippling through the air.

Zhang Koulai staggered back three steps, Bai Piao five.

Yet, Zhang Koulai's expression was far from triumphant; instead, it was dark and brooding.

His martial skill had failed to defeat Bai Piao, who hadn't even used one. There could only be one explanation.

Bai Piao was of a higher level!

He was a Martial Cultivator Nine Star!

The mere thought filled Zhang Koulai with resentment.

Bai Piao was nothing but trash. How could he possibly be a Martial Cultivator Nine Star?

Moreover, Bai Piao seemed to lack martial skills of his own. Otherwise, he surely would have used them by now.

A glint of murderous intent flashed in Zhang Koulai's eyes.

"Yellow Rank Medium Grade Martial Skill: Stone Breaking Palm!"

Without giving Bai Piao a moment's respite, Zhang Koulai unleashed his most formidable martial skill, intent on inflicting grave injury.

In his mind, it would be ideal to kill Bai Piao outright.

Only those who posed no threat to him deserved to live.

Those who threatened him had to die!

Bai Piao touched his wounded fist, panic setting in as Zhang Koulai's onslaught intensified.

He quickly produced a light blue pill and swallowed it.

Two muffled thuds emanated from within him, and with a sense of resignation, Bai Piao clenched his fist and struck.

While Bai Piao remained rooted to the spot, Zhang Koulai was sent hurtling backward.