Invincible Immortal Cultivator in the City
Chapter 205 - 204: One Punch

Chapter 205: Chapter 204: One Punch

From start to finish.

The elderly man always remained composed, even when Lin Hao captured Song Wuji in an instant, his eyelids merely twitched.

Because of his low-key presence, everyone overlooked him; if Song Wuji hadn’t cast a desperate glance for help towards the elder, Lin Hao would have almost ignored him.

Even now, the old man remained unfazed, with not a hint of worry in his tone.

He was Song Wuji’s bodyguard, also surnamed Song, a skilled expert invited by the Song Family’s great ancestor, known as Song Yidao.

"Young man, releasing Master Song is your only option. I won’t say much about the power of the Song Family, but if even a hair on him is harmed, you won’t get past me."

Song Yidao spoke slowly, "I haven’t laid hands on the younger generation for many years and I would prefer not to start now, nor do I wish to be accused of bullying the young."

"Slap!"

Lin Hao raised his hand and slapped Song Wuji across the face, leaving a bright red palm print, then turned his head to Song Yidao:

"What did you just say?"

Song Yidao’s eyelids twitched, anger flaring in his eyes: "I said..."

"Slap!"

Before he could finish, Lin Hao slapped Song Wuji across the face again.

That wasn’t all; he followed with several more backhanded slaps.

"Slap slap slap!"

Decisive and powerful, the slaps turned Song Wuji’s face into a swollen mess, his fair complexion now red and swollen, with blood streaming from his nose, making it impossible to discern his expression.

Every onlooker, no matter who, was completely dumbfounded at that moment.

This is literally a smack in the face!

Actually seeing it is painful!

The consecutive slaps were not only to Song Wuji’s face but also to Song Yidao’s, leaving him without an ounce of dignity.

Song Guolong watched, heart racing and breaking out in cold sweat.

"Hmm, please continue. Did you just say not to touch a single hair on him?" Lin Hao suddenly said, "I’m truly sorry, I’ve only just heard you clearly."

"You’re courting death!"

Angered.

Even though Song Yidao has lived for decades, with an actual age of eighty, and has long been untroubled, at this moment, he was furious.

Beyond furious!

"Crack!"

With a step forward, the tiles beneath his feet shattered, the sight was incredibly shocking, and many onlookers were stunned.

How is this old man so formidable?!

Crushing tiles with a single step, completely surpassing the limits of human strength!

An unbelievable scene, but it unfolded clearly before them, forcing them to believe.

Then.

Song Yidao raised his fist.

And struck down hard!

His punch was surging with power, Primordial Qi boiling like a mountain crashing down from the sky, even rubbing the air to create a rumbling sound.

How powerful was this punch? People couldn’t even imagine.

Ninety thousand catties!

This is the energy of a Primordial Qi Master, unmatched in its strength.

However.

Lin Hao remained calm, composed, without a trace of fear, and met the punch with a casual lift of his own fist.

Within his deep eyes was a glint of disdain: "Old guy, with this little strength, you dare ask me to let him go?"

The moment Lin Hao’s words fell.

Song Yidao had already closed in, his aged eyes filled with cold intent.

A wave of murderous aura surged from him like a tidal wave.

Merely the pressure alone made Song Guolong, standing at the side, tremble with fear.

In Song Yidao’s eyes, Lin Hao was already a dead man.

Daring to exchange punches with him.

A mere eighteen-year-old boy, daring to exchange punches with him?

And even daring to mock him?

Who is he?

He is Song Yidao, a Primordial Qi Master!

Even if only at the first level of a Primordial Qi Master.

His single punch held ninety thousand catties of strength, a force so great that even a building wouldn’t withstand his blow.

Unexpectedly...

Someone actually dared to take the punch head-on.

He was extremely curious.

After this punch landed, would Lin Hao be smashed into a pulp, or would his bones shatter into pieces?

The corner of his mouth curled up with a slightly mocking smile.

The next second.

"Boom!!!"

It was like a gigantic rock plummeting from the sky, hitting the ground with a thunderous crash that shook eardrums and made scalps tingle.

Immediately.

Clearly visible.

The moment their fists collided, ripples unexpectedly appeared in the air, creating bizarre fluctuations.

As if, perhaps, space itself had cracked?

"Crack!"

In an instant.

Song Yidao’s expression changed drastically.

He was completely thrown off.

From his palm came an intense, piercing pain.

At the same time, he staggered backward several steps.

Every time he moved back, the floor tiles beneath his feet shattered.

Finally, after slamming into a wall, he managed to stop.

But the wall behind him showed cracks upon cracks, like a perfectly intact mirror shattering.

Yet, Lin Hao stood his ground.

Even one of his feet was still resting on Song Wuji’s shoulder, not yet lowered.

This scene was utterly astonishing.

Those in the audience unaware of Cultivators’ existence were completely dumbfounded.

And those who did know were equally shocked.

These two, were they even human in their fight?

They were virtually gods!

Such a scene, even in places dedicated to combat, where fists are compared, could not be found?!

Most importantly.

While Song Yidao’s hand bones were broken, stepping backwards, Lin Hao had not moved an inch from his original position.

Let it be known, Song Yidao’s punch was the first to strike, holding the initiative and even including the power of his sprint.

But yet.

He still couldn’t shake Lin Hao in the slightest.

Nangong Lin couldn’t help but scrutinize Lin Hao intently, his eyes shining with an indescribable light, pondering something unknown.

Nangong Wan’er covered her mouth, her black eyes wide open, filled with disbelief.

Lin Hao was stronger than Song Yidao?!

Song Guolong stupidly stood in place, uncontrollably uttering the words "so strong."

But, even with Lin Hao exhibiting such strength, he still felt uneasy.

After all, in the Song Family, Song Wuji’s grandfather was stronger than Song Yidao, and the Song Family’s old ancestor...

Was almost at an unreachable level of might.

Song Yidao stared at Lin Hao in terror; he was frightened, merely from this one punch, he was completely frightened.

From a glimpse comes enlightenment.

He could nearly confirm that he was no match for this youth.

Sweat dripped down his forehead drop by drop.

He finally understood why Lin Hao was so arrogant.

If he had half the strength at eighteen as the latter, he’d be even more arrogant than Lin Hao!

His hand was completely disabled, he sat on the ground in agony, not daring to launch a second attack.

"How about it, now, can you follow my orders?" Lin Hao looked at Song Wuji, his expression unchanged; that punch just now didn’t affect him in the slightest.

"Alright, I, alright, alright..."

Song Wuji was shaken by Lin Hao’s foot, suddenly snapping back to reality. Previously confident and debonair, with everything seemingly under his control, he now stuttered as he spoke.

At this point, he was thoroughly unable to laugh anymore, far from just not laughing, he even cried.

Tears streamed uncontrollably.

"Being obedient is good, hand over your phone." Lin Hao reached out his hand, indifferently instructing him.

[I wanted to update two more Chapters, but I really couldn’t hold on any longer, I owe an update and will make it up tomorrow]

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