Chapter 102: A Slap to the Death

"You want to kill me?"

Su Lang laughed instead of getting angry, "You can try!"

"You won't shed tears until you see the coffin!"

"Today, I'll let you taste my methods!"

Zhu Fanyu screamed in exasperation and charged forward like a madman.

His speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed behind Su Lang.

"I'm going to kill you, you bastard!!"

Zhu Fanyu's face was ferocious as he threw a punch, savagely striking towards Su Lang's neck!

He now had only one thought: to beat this Little Bastard in front of him to death and avenge his earlier humiliation!

Seeing his fist getting closer and closer to Su Lang's neck, Zhu Fanyu couldn't help but reveal a hint of triumphant satisfaction at his impending revenge!

However, what happened next left him utterly horrified!

"Bang!"

A low, muffled sound rang out!

Zhu Fanyu's fist was effortlessly caught by Su Lang!

"What!?"

Zhu Fanyu's pupils contracted sharply, and he shouted in disbelief.

He truly couldn't believe that his full-force blow would be so easily blocked by a mere Quasi-Martial Master!

"This is impossible, go to hell!!"

Zhu Fanyu's face was contorted in a grimace as he gritted his teeth and threw another punch!

"Overestimating yourself!"

Su Lang's lips curled into a smirk as he calmly raised his other hand.

"Bang!"

Without any suspense, Zhu Fanyu's fist was once again easily caught by Su Lang.

"No! I must have inhaled too much Poppy Grass and am hallucinating!"

Zhu Fanyu was dumbfounded, his face blank with idiocy, "You're just a Quasi-Martial Master, how could you possibly take my punches so easily!? I'm a Martial Master rank!"

"Tch, is Martial Master rank very strong?"

Su Lang sneered dismissively, "In my eyes, you're just a piece of trash."

"You're the trash, your whole family is trash!"

Zhu Fanyu cursed in shame and indignation, "Little Bastard, I order you to release my fist immediately, or else I'll make you pay!"

"Heh, even like this you want to make me pay, where do you get such confidence!?"

Su Lang raised an eyebrow, then lost all patience, "I've already given you a chance. Since you don't cherish it, don't blame me for being merciless!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhu Fanyu instantly felt a chill run down his spine, sensing great danger.

But it was too late when he wanted to beg for mercy!

Su Lang smiled coldly, then violently twisted and snapped his hands!

Two teeth-grinding bone-breaking sounds were heard, and Zhu Fanyu's two arms instantly became twisted like pretzels!

"Ah—! My hands!"

Excruciating pain swept over him, Zhu Fanyu's face contorted, letting out a pig-like shriek!

"Hmph!"

Su Lang let out a faint snort and kicked out.

Zhu Fanyu howled as he flew out, directly smashing into a wall and creating spiderweb-like cracks!

"Pfft!"

Zhu Fanyu spat out a mouthful of dazzling fresh blood, sliding down the wall like a dead pig.

Such a shocking scene directly stunned the man and woman in the Cultivation Room.

They never imagined that someone who was clearly only a Quasi-Martial Master could easily defeat an Elementary Martial Master!

They also never expected that the Quasi-Martial Master would dare to lay such a vicious hand on the esteemed Young Guild Master of the Four Seas Merchant Guild!

Immediately after.

The man and woman in the Cultivation Room snapped back to reality and rushed to Zhu Fanyu's side.

"Young Guild Master! Are you alright!"

The two of them, extremely frightened, fed Zhu Fanyu a Medicinal Pill, their faces filled with fear and worry.

If anything happened to Zhu Fanyu, they would definitely wish they were dead.

"Pfft!"

Zhu Fanyu spat out another mouthful of blood, then roared with eyes wide in fury: "Don't mind me, catch him for me!

I want to cut off his XX, sever his limbs, I want him to live the rest of his life wishing he were dead!"

"Yes! I will definitely catch that Little Bastard!"

The man nodded fiercely, then charged towards Su Lang like a madman.

This man was an Intermediate Martial Master, and he believed that dealing with a slightly stronger Quasi-Martial Master would be no problem at all.

"Die!"

The fierce man rushed in front of Su Lang and slapped his palm towards Su Lang's chest.

However, Su Lang's palm slapped him across the face even faster!

"Slap!!"

The loud slap almost echoed out of the Alliance Building.

The fierce man's head spun three times, then he fell to the ground with a thud, completely lifeless.