Chapter 9: Zhao Han Provokes

  Lei Yu's expressionless face slightly retreated backwards, dodging the incoming fist. He then lifted his hand and struck the attacker's wrist with force, producing a "crack" sound that sent shivers down one's spine. The attacker's arm bent in an unnatural direction to an unimaginable length.

  Lei Yu stepped down from the stage, coldly staring at Zhao Han, "I'll say it again, let go!"

  Zhao Han narrowed his eyes, "You really do have some skills, humph, but it's not enough in front of me!" In an instant, he let go of Ai Er's hand and with both fists in a tiger claw stance, he charged towards Lei Yu.

  Feeling the strong aura emanating from his opponent, Lei Yu also didn't dare to be careless and took on a defensive stance.

  "Call"

  "Slap"

  The two fists collided incessantly, their reactions extremely sharp. For a moment, they were evenly matched, which not only surprised Lei Yu but also Zhao Han, who was astonished that someone could rival him.

  After a brief scuffle, the two separated, staring intently into each other's eyes.

  Ai'er stood by, tightly grasping the hem of her clothes, at a loss for what to do. Another person was supporting his companion who had previously broken his arm and stood by, not daring to make a sound. This wasn't a fight he could intervene in.

  Zhao Han's body moved, and in an instant, he drew a dagger from behind his back and stabbed it straight into Lei Yu's chest. Ai Er let out a sharp cry, but Lei Yu was not someone who could be easily defeated. In the nick of time, he also drew a gleaming blade from his lower back, which was actually a sharp awl, but this awl was different from others. When sunlight shone on the awl, it emitted a cold white light.

  "Clang, clang" a few collisions, Lei Yu's sharp spear in his hand was undamaged, but Zhao Han's dagger had several notches.

  For a moment, Zhao Han's heart was filled with evil intentions as he took advantage of the cheap price, turned his head to look at Ai'er beside him, and rushed towards Ai'er at an extremely fast speed.

  "Bastard!" Lei Yu's eyes flashed with cold light, and he let out a loud roar as his body swiftly moved at lightning speed. Having undergone intense physical training, Lei Yu was extremely agile in terms of speed. In the instant it took Zhao Han to reach Ai Er's side, Lei Yu had already blocked her path. The dagger in Zhao Han's hand sliced through Lei Yu's sleeve, revealing that strange mark.

  With a grit of his teeth, Lei Yu lifted his leg and kicked out, hitting Zhao Han right in the abdomen. Zhao Han stumbled backward, feeling a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out.

  Breathing faintly, staring at Lei Yu with a venomous gaze, "Who are you?"

  "Do you need to know?" Lei Yu turned around, ignoring the wound on his arm, and looked at Ai Er, only relaxing after making sure she was okay.

  "If you've got what it takes, be at the back hill of a university near here at 8 o'clock. Come alone. We'll have another fight. Whoever doesn't show up is a coward!" Zhao Han said.

  "I'm not interested, besides, my grandfather is dead." Lei Yu pulled Aier behind him, walking forward without looking back.

  "Good-for-nothing! You're so cowardly in front of a woman, if you don't dare to go, then leave this chick here to keep me company for the night, and we'll call it even." Zhao Han said, wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

  "You bastard!" Lei Yu couldn't bear it anymore and cursed loudly.

  "So are you going or not?" Zhao Han asked coldly with narrowed eyes.

  "Eight o'clock, wait for death!" With that, Lei Yu dragged Aier away without looking back.

  Walked down to the lobby of Lei Yu's apartment building.

  "Don't go, I'm calling my brother now!"

  "Wait!" Lei Yu blocked his way, "Your brother is busy with something important right now, don't disturb him. It's alright, I'll take care of this matter."

  "May..."

  "It doesn't matter, you also saw it, he's not my opponent, is he?" Lei Yu gently stroked Ai Er's head and comforted her.

  "Be careful tonight!" Elle said with some concern.

  It was already half past seven, and Lei Yu pulled Aier, who was reluctant to leave, onto a taxi and told the driver where they were going before walking alone to the back of a nearby university.

  This so-called back mountain is actually just a small mound, not very high, with weeds all over the place. If you don't crouch down, anyone will be easily spotted here.

  Lei Yu came because he didn't want to leave any tails behind in the future. Ai Er, although not his biological sister, was closer than a biological sister. Nuo Hu and Ai Er could be said to be Lei Yu's only two relatives. He didn't want either of them to get hurt. Nuo Hu had a bad temper and would inevitably become impulsive when faced with such things. Moreover, he wasn't sure if he could handle someone who could rival him. So Lei Yu had to resolve this matter. Furthermore, those insulting words really made Lei Yu unable to tolerate it.

  The mountain behind was a bit desolate. Looking at the watch, it was five minutes to eight. Lei Yu looked around and indeed, two people were walking towards this direction.

  "You really have guts! But you're dead for sure today!" Zhao Han's pale face appeared in front of Lei Yu, along with a man in his twenties wearing black clothes. The man looked somewhat sinister, with long hair covering half of his face and a tight-fitting black outfit.

  "It's him," Zhao Han said to the black-clad man beside him.

  The man in black didn't say a word, he just slightly nodded and walked step by step towards Lei Yu.

  At such a close distance, Lei Yu still couldn't feel the opponent's breath, which made him feel somewhat uneasy. He adjusted his breathing and it seemed that he had encountered a strong opponent, so he didn't dare to be careless and circulated his true energy within his body.

  The man in black had his left foot on the ground, and his right foot was lightly sliding on the ground, as if he were about to burst out of a cage like a wild bull, with an air of majesty, but against the backdrop of his cold exterior, it seemed somewhat incongruous.

  Lei Yu lightly raised his hand, ready for the opponent's attack at any time.

  The black-clad figure moved at an incredible speed, almost instantaneous. With a powerful kick on the ground, the mud was overturned, and his body shot towards Lei Yu like a black leopard. At the same time, his hands transformed into claws.

  A strong gust of air came rushing over, blowing Lei Yu's hair back.

  Awesome!

  Lei Yu drew a curved line with one hand, attempting to block the opponent's attack. The black-clad figure's rapid silhouette was like a kite that had broken free from its string, retreating to the other side. Although Lei Yu could also achieve such speed, he couldn't do it as effortlessly as his opponent.

  "Call"

  A gust of wind blew by, and the black-clad figure's silhouette turned around and charged at Lei Yu again. The two collided with each other once more.

  "Slap"

  Fists met claws, producing a crisp sound. The two bodies simultaneously retreated two steps back, and looks of astonishment appeared in their eyes.

  "Good boy, you're not bad!" said the man in black.

  "You're very strong too!"

  "Unfortunately, you've offended our Ming Cult. Sorry about that!" The black-clad man's body began to sway back and forth.

  "Ah"

  Suddenly looking up at the sky and letting out a long howl, the grass nearby also fell to one side due to the momentum of the roar. At this time, there was a pair of eyes staring from within the grass.