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Chapter 57 - 57 56 Whose Disciple Are You

57: Chapter 56 Whose Disciple Are You?

57: Chapter 56 Whose Disciple Are You?

The entire hall was quiet; nobody expected that Chu Yi would be so brash as to strike without warning.

But it had to be said, the effect was immediate.

All the members of the Zheng Family were rendered speechless, no longer daring to spout bold words as they had before.

Seeing them subdued, Chu Yi contentedly ate a small persimmon.

“Wouldn’t it have been nice to be like this earlier, harmony brings wealth after all!”

Hearing this, the corners of the Zheng family members’ mouths twitched.

Harmony brings wealth?

Wealth my ass!

You clearly think we’re easy to bully!

Their inability to express their anger was vividly displayed on their faces.

At this moment, those thirteen individuals were staring at Chu Yi with various expressions.

Some wore grave faces, some looked amused, others showed disdain…

Without a doubt, Chu Yi’s move just now had been intimidating to all of them.

Whether it was the strength, the angle, or the speed of the attack, it had far exceeded their expectations.

By then, they had come to realize that the over 500 million prize was not so easy to earn.

However…

“Kid, you’ve got some nerve, daring to come here at this time.”

“Exactly, and being so arrogant in front of us, you really are a force to be reckoned with.”

“A calf not afraid of tigers out of ignorance?

Or are you brimming with confidence, thinking we wouldn’t dare to touch you?”

…

The thirteen people began to speak, gradually overpowering Chu Yi with their momentum.

The Zheng family members felt a sudden relief of pressure, subsequently taking a deep breath.

They glared at Chu Yi, who was leisurely engaged in his ‘clean plate campaign’ upstairs, grinding their teeth in anger.

You killed so many of our people and took away our most important data, yet we didn’t lay a finger on you.

And now, not only have you come knocking at our door, but you also killed someone right in front of us—this is outrageous!

Upon seeing that the thirteen were ready to make their move, the old master of the Zheng family discreetly breathed a sigh of relief.

He feared that these men might get cold feet at the last moment, but now he could rest assured.

With this thought, he struck his cane heavily on the ground.

“Gentlemen, whoever takes him down on the spot, my Zheng Family is willing to offer an additional fifty million!”

As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of the thirteen lit up like light bulbs, each brighter than the last.

That would break six hundred million!

Thinking about that astronomical sum, a burly man could no longer contain himself.

“Sorry, but I, Duan Jun, am claiming that bounty!”

After saying that, he charged forward at once.

When he reached the railing, he suddenly leaped up, his body agile as a monkey, and with a nimbleness that belied his size, he climbed up using the railing and the pillar.

The others did not follow suit immediately, but rather watched on with the air of someone watching a fight from across the mountains, quietly observing as he made his way to the second floor.

Duan Jun of the Iron Stone Palm was quite famous in the north.

His pair of hands, through years of conditioning, had become as hard as iron and stone, almost necrotic, leaving him without the slightest sense of pain.

If one were to be hit by his palm, they wouldn’t die but would certainly be left with half a life.

Even the twelve spectators would not confront him with a direct palm strike.

However, a target worth six hundred million from the Zheng family was definitely not to be taken lightly; let him test the waters first.

“Boy!

Prepare to die!”

Having climbed to Chu Yi’s side, Duan Jun raised his palm and chopped down fiercely, with a force so massive it was like that of a giant axe.

Chu Yi merely glanced at him and then, with an oddly slippery motion, dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the blow.

Bang!

Duan Jun’s palm had actually split the meticulously crafted solid wood railing; splinters flew everywhere, causing the Zheng family members to shudder involuntarily.

“Good!

Kill him!”

The cheers erupted in unison, as if the Zheng family had been injected with a burst of excitement.

They raised their arms and chanted, as if Chu Yi was already doomed.

However, while laymen enjoyed the show, experts appreciated the technique.

Whether it was Duan Jun or the other thirteen individuals, their expressions had all become serious at that moment.

The evasion that just missed by a hair’s breadth was simply as exquisite as something out of a textbook!

They asked themselves, and knew they could never pull off such a masterful dodge, even though they might manage to avoid the attack, their movements would be larger and consume more energy.

What’s most crucial is that, the time it would take to counterattack would be even longer!

“If that kid had counterattacked just now, I would have been hit…”

Duan Jun’s heart skipped a beat; when his attack fell, Chu Yi could have counterattacked at any moment, and he probably wouldn’t have had the chance to defend himself.

Why didn’t he strike back?

And the dodge just now, was it a fluke?

Or was it easy and effortless?

Duan Jun didn’t act recklessly again; scrutinizing carefully, he suddenly froze, only to see Chu Yi’s leg hooked around the railing.

Was that how he dodged my attack?

“Your move was too rash, wasn’t it?

Who taught you that?”

While he was stunned, suddenly he heard Chu Yi speak.

A twitch in the corner of his eye, Duan Jun felt an enormous pressure descend upon him, but due to pride, he retorted stubbornly, “None of your damn business!”

Chu Yi laughed: “Who is your master?

Duan Zhenggang?

Duan Zhengqiang?

Or Duan Zhengyi?”

At that moment, Duan Jun was dumbstruck.

These three were pillars of the current Iron Stone Palm lineage, and almost everyone who wielded Iron Stone Palm was their disciple.

Duan Jun was no exception…

“My master is Duan Zhengqiang, do you, do you know my master?”

Duan Jun asked, uncertainty lacing his voice.

Meanwhile, in the hall, the others were even more baffled.

What’s going on here?

From the sounds of it, do these two have some kind of past connection?

Just as everyone was puzzled, Chu Yi suddenly took out his cell phone, tapped a few times, and made a call.

Could it be…

Astonishment rose in the hearts of the crowd, and in less than ten seconds, the call connected, and everyone heard Chu Yi’s casual voice.

“Hello?

Is this Master Duan?

This is Chu Yi from Qingcang Mountain.”

At the mention of “Chu Yi from Qingcang Mountain,” out of the thirteen people present, including Duan Jun, seven showed a look of shock.

No way!

Qingcang Mountain?!

At the mention of that name, they shivered, recalling the painful past where a woman had overturned them.

Could this person be that woman’s disciple!?

If that’s the case…

“Duan Jun, your master is looking for you.”

Duan Jun looked at the old-style cell phone being handed to him, and his lips twitched.

After a fierce internal conflict, he finally took it.

“Hello?

Master?”

A familiar voice roared from the other end, “Duan Jun!

How the hell did you get involved with Qingcang Mountain during your travels?

I heard you went off to be a hitman?”

“Master, I…”

“Damn your grandmother, did you really become a hitman?!” The person on the other end suddenly erupted, “I taught you Iron Stone Palm, was it so that you could do this?!

Duan Jun, right now I’m giving you two options.

One, get back here immediately!

Two, drop your surname and take whatever name you like!

I’m going to come clean up the mess with your uncles, which one do you choose?”

“Uh…”

Duan Jun’s face twitched uncontrollably, thinking of his three masters in their prime, his heart couldn’t help but tremble.

“Master, I’m returning to the mountain right now.”

“Hmph, at least you’re sensible!

Oh, and before you go, bow and apologize to Chu Yi.

He saved you; if he wanted to kill you, not even your uncles and I together could stop him!”