The burly man approached with a sinister grin, pointing a hand like a steel bar at Xue An.
"Pretty boy, aren’t you fond of suffering? Today I’ll let you taste some real pain!"
As he spoke, his muscles rapidly expanded, transforming him from a big guy to an even bigger guy.
Moreover, as his muscles swelled, veins beneath his skin twitched like slithering snakes, giving off an exhilarating sense of power.
In the cultivation realm, there’s a known rule that the mighty brute always loses, reflecting how characters like these are just background props.
After all, those with real skills have long mastered the art of keeping their essence hidden, not turning into musclemen.
This often leads these robust men to feel quite self-conscious about their muscular build, unwilling to reveal it unless absolutely necessary.
But today, this burly man was different. Not only did he feel no shame, but he took great pride in his muscles, bursting out of his clothes to reveal his bare, muscular torso before the fight even started.
He swung his arms a few times, posing in a classic power stance, then smiled smugly at Xue An.
"So, what do you think? Impressive, right?"
Xue An shook his head, "Not impressed!"
The brute didn’t quite understand but could catch the disdain in Xue An’s words, flying into a rage.
"Pretty boy, die!"
With a fierce stomp of his left foot, the very space trembled as he shot toward Xue An like a human cannonball.
Just the momentum was enough to intimidate most people.
However, in the face of such a scene, Xue An not only didn’t prepare to defend but leisurely cleaned his ears and yawned.
"What a bore, I thought I’d encounter someone impressive, but it turns out they’re just a bunch of useless wretches!"
As he spoke, the brute charged up close.
Seeing Xue An completely unguarded, the brute couldn’t help but curl his lip into a smug sneer.
This strike would surely break this kid’s bones and tendons; hopefully, Third Sister wouldn’t mind!
But the next second, his smile froze on his face.
Because Xue An casually flicked that hand he was using to clean his ear, landing a light touch on the brute’s head.
The flick seemed casual and powerless, yet it resounded with a metal echo.
Many people suddenly felt a sharp pain in their heads, while the brute shot like an arrow from a bow towards the sidewall.
Bam!
Amidst the rising dust, a human-shaped outline appeared on the thick wall, the force so great that the entire building trembled.
But Shi Chang had indeed invested a fortune in building this literary pavilion, so even that didn’t break the brute through, leaving him stuck in the wall unable to move.
The whole place went silent.
Especially the few men in black who arrived later, their faces darkened to the point it seemed water might drip from them.
"Fourth, you go!" Ordered their leader.
In fact, he didn’t even need to say it, as this person called Fourth had restrained himself with difficulty upon seeing his brother’s defeat.
Upon receiving the leader’s order, he howled and rushed over.
"Kid, give back my brother’s life!"
He assumed his brother was dead, so he charged at Xue An with red eyes, raising his hand for a palm strike.
That palm strike was fierce, carrying impressive momentum.
Yet, the expression on Xue An’s face only grew even more... bored.
He casually extended a finger, just in the path of the palm strike.
Thud!
His finger pierced through the man’s palm like a steel needle, unhindered.
Blood splashed, and the man called Fourth froze, then let out a terrible scream.
"Ahhhh, it hurts!"
Xue An, on the other hand, twirled his finger, looking utterly bored.
The man in black began to sweat profusely, following the twirl with his entire body, screaming constantly.
The silence in the venue deepened.
The remaining men in black had their pupils contracting instantly.



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