138: Chapter 138 The Head of the Ma Family

And right at that moment.

The rest of the Ma Family and the bodyguards they brought finally reacted and rushed toward Zhao Feiyu.

"Step aside! I don't want you getting hurt!"

Zhao Feiyu pulled the three girls to the side.

Then he charged straight ahead.

At this instant.

The Xuan Yu Vajra Art within Zhao Feiyu's body actually began to circulate on its own.

A powerful force instantly spread through his entire body.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Although he lacked standard combat techniques,

Zhao Feiyu relied on this power, using nothing more than a commoner's brawling style to easily take down the crowd.

"An Ancient Martial Artist! You're an Ancient Martial Artist too!"

At this moment, one of the Ma Family members looked at Zhao Feiyu in terror and spoke.

"An Ancient Martial Artist! He's actually an Ancient Martial Artist too!"

"No wonder he's so arrogant, even daring to cripple Ma Shining!"

"Just what is this guy's background?"

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"Quickly inform the Family Head! He's upstairs discussing business with the Zhang Family Head!"

The other Ma Family members hurriedly took out their phones and made calls.

After a short while.

Six or seven men in their fifties rushed down from upstairs in a hurry.

"Shining!!"

A dark-skinned, sturdy middle-aged man with a straight mustache immediately rushed over.

He picked up Ma Shining, who was lying in a pool of blood, and let out a roar.

"Who broke my son's hands?!"

"Ma Family Head, don't be angry yet. Quickly send him to the hospital. With today's technology, they might still be able to reattach them!"

Another elder hurriedly tried to persuade him.

"Right, right! Quickly, to the hospital!"

The Ma Family Head snapped back to his senses, and after hurriedly stopping the bleeding, he ordered people to send Ma Shining to the hospital.

After sending Ma Shining off, the Ma Family Head finally turned his gaze upon everyone present.

"Who... was it!"

The Ma Family Head let out a furious roar.

Everyone present instantly trembled.

In the next moment, everyone's eyes landed squarely on Zhao Feiyu.

The Ma Family Head scanned the room, then asked coldly, "Zhang Baiyu, today is your engagement banquet. My son's hands were broken; how exactly did you handle the security?"

Hearing this, Zhang Baiyu felt a bitterness he couldn't voice!

He had just been questioned by Zhao Feiyu, and now he was being interrogated by the Ma Family Head.

He was truly speechless!

Seeing that Zhang Baiyu remained silent,

the Ma Family Head directed his anger toward Zhang Baiyu's father, Zhang Jiaxing.

"Zhang Jiaxing, my son was injured in your hotel. Tell me, how are you going to settle this?"

"Ma Family Head, I think there might be some misunderstanding here?"

Facing the interrogation from one of the three major families of the provincial capital,

the Zhang Family of the Provincial Capital also knew that Zhang Jiaxing could not withstand the Ma Family's wrath.

As the backer of the Jiaxing Group,

the head of the Zhang Family of the Provincial Capital immediately stepped forward.

Today was his second daughter's birthday; he would not allow the Ma Family Head's anger to affect his son-in-law.

"Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding? Zhang Family Head, starting to protect your son-in-law already? Let me tell you, if the grudge of my son's broken hands has anything to do with your son-in-law, I will not spare him. I'm putting the ugly words out first!"

Seeing this,

Zhao Feiyu stepped forward calmly. "Ma Family Head, is it? Your son's hands—I'm the one who broke them!"

Seeing that someone actually dared to step forward and admit it,

the eyes of the three major families instantly lit up.

"Oh? I didn't expect you to have some guts, kid, actually daring to stand up instead of running away!"

The Ma Family Head looked at Zhao Feiyu with a dark expression.

"Then tell me, for breaking my son's hands, how will you settle this?"

Before his voice even faded,

the Ma Family Head added,

"Don't tell me you'll break your own hands to settle this. I'm telling you, your hands and my son's hands are not the same!"

"Heh."

Zhao Feiyu shook his head and gave a light chuckle.

"Ma Family Head, you think too highly of your son. To have me break my own hands to apologize? He's not worthy!"

Arrogant!

Utterly arrogant!

Facing one of the three major families of the provincial capital, Zhao Feiyu's words showed not the slightest hint of softening or admitting fault.

Instead, he looked down on the Ma Family.

The moment these words were spoken, the Ma Family Head's anger flared up.

"Kid, do you know who you're talking to?"

"Of course I know. But as I said just now, if anyone touches my people, not even the King of Heaven himself will do!"

Zhao Feiyu spoke with overbearing dominance.

"Without asking for the reason, you just ask me how to settle this. It seems you also know what kind of trash your son is and that he's the one who started this. With the Ma Family acting so tyrannically, how have you not been struck by lightning after all these years?"

"Brat, you're looking for death!"

The Ma Family Head's anger burned as he smashed a fist toward Zhao Feiyu.

The power of this punch was so great that a faint booming sound could be heard.

If this hit a body, one would either die or have several ribs broken.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Feiyu was not afraid in the slightest.

The Xuan Yu Vajra Art circulated rapidly within his body, giving Zhao Feiyu an extraordinary reaction speed.

In the next moment.

Showing no fear, Zhao Feiyu actually raised his fist and smashed it against the Ma Family Head's fist.

"It's over! This kid actually dares to meet force with force!"

"The Ma Family Head is an Ancient Martial Artist, and a Dark Strength level expert at that. This kid is dead for sure!"

"I heard that in battles between Ancient Martial Artists, even if someone dies, the Public Security Bureau doesn't dare do anything!"

"Isn't that right? Not to mention it's the head of the provincial capital's Ma Family!"

...

Everyone had already envisioned the scene of Zhao Feiyu coughing up blood and being sent flying.

Bang!

A bone-numbing collision sound echoed in the air.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Zhao Feiyu was knocked back six or seven steps by a powerful force.

And with every step, he left a deep pit in the ground.

The sheer power was inconceivable to everyone present.

On the opposite side, the Ma Family Head also involuntarily took a step back, looking at Zhao Feiyu with great shock.

Although he had forced Zhao Feiyu back several steps,

he had also been forced back one step.

"Is this the power of an Ancient Martial Artist?"

"Such terrifying power, even the floor tiles are cracked inch by inch!"

"This guy actually withstood the Ma Family Head's strongest punch!"

"And he even managed to knock the Ma Family Head back a step!"

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"Good kid, you really do have some skill. No wonder you dared to be so arrogant and break my son's hands!"

The Ma Family Head's gaze gradually became solemn, while a murderous aura began to spread to the surroundings.

Everyone knew that the Ma Family Head had developed killing intent and was getting serious.

"Since you're an Ancient Martial Artist, that makes things easier. Killing you will save the Arbitration Office the trouble of coming to my door!"

After the words fell,

the Ma Family Head charged once again.

Everyone around them retreated one after another,

leaving a large open space for the two of them.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The serious Ma Family Head hammered punch after punch ruthlessly onto Zhao Feiyu's body.

In just a single exchange, Zhao Feiyu was beaten to the point where he had no power to fight back.

This was the gap between Bright Strength and Dark Strength.

However, this was also related to Zhao Feiyu only having learned the Xuan Yu Vajra Art.

After all, Zhao Feiyu had never learned any Ancient Martial moves or skills.

The Ma Family Head also saw through Zhao Feiyu's situation at a glance and couldn't help but sneer:

"Nothing but a beginner who only learned an internal cultivation method but knows no techniques. Die for me!"

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