C14 Martial Fanatic Meng Huo

The match concluded abruptly.

The teacher and all the students gasped in shock at the scene before them.

Everything had transpired in mere seconds.

They hadn't been able to discern exactly what had happened.

The competition was over before they knew it, leaving everyone yearning for more.

Amidst the crowd's surprise, Xiao Han descended from the stage at a measured pace.

The students watched as Xiao Han passed by, his brief but intense battle further cementing his reputation within the school.

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

On the path outside the school, a white-haired elder lurked in the shadows.

He glanced between the photograph in his hand and the approaching figure of Xiao Han.

"So this is the fellow that has the Yu family seething with such animosity," he mused.

"Reaching such heights at a young age is truly astonishing."

As the elder's words trailed off, he trembled the photograph slightly.

In a flash, it disintegrated into confetti, scattering on the ground.

This man was Meng Huo, hired by the Yu family for a substantial sum to confront Xiao Han.

Informed by the Yu family, Meng Huo was intrigued to learn that Xiao Han had managed to handle a snow wolf at his tender age.

Having successfully tamed the snow wolf, Xiao Han had piqued Meng Huo's curiosity.

As a martial fanatic, Meng Huo was eager to test the mettle of a young man with formidable strength.

He reduced the photograph in his hand to dust and then stepped forward, positioning himself in Xiao Han's inevitable path.

Xiao Han, sensing the obstruction, tried to sidestep, but Meng Huo was quick to block him again.

"You have impressive skills," Meng Huo commented.

Xiao Han's brow furrowed at the remark, sensing the challenge laced within Meng Huo's tone.

"What are you implying?" Xiao Han inquired.

Meng Huo's lips twitched into a slight smirk before he raised his hand and spoke deliberately.

"I wish to learn from you and test your strength."

Xiao Han scrutinized Meng Huo carefully.

"You're well over sixty, old man. Aren't you worried about embarrassing yourself by challenging me?"

"I can't be bothered with you; I've got other matters to attend to."

With those words, Xiao Han advanced, once again sidestepping Meng Huo.

Meng Huo, for his part, had clearly resolved to engage in battle.

He had no intention of letting Xiao Han slip away.

Unleashing a formidable energy, he blocked Xiao Han's escape route.

Upon witnessing this, Xiao Han's expression turned grave, and almost simultaneously, Meng Huo's palm was already hurtling toward him.

Sensing the direness of his predicament, Xiao Han swiftly retreated.

Meng Huo's strike missed its mark, prompting him to take greater note of Xiao Han's prowess.

A subtle smile crept onto his face as he spoke in a measured tone, "You possess considerable strength, but if you refuse to act now, you won't get past this point."

Meng Huo unleashed his potent force, making it clear that he expected Xiao Han to respond in kind.

Realizing there was no room left to retreat, Xiao Han resolved to stand his ground.

"I truly don't understand your obsession with me. But since you insist, you've only yourself to blame."

No sooner had he spoken than Xiao Han released his full power to engage Meng Huo in combat.

They exchanged blows, each quickly gauging the extent of the other's capabilities.

Meng Huo acknowledged Xiao Han's formidable strength and realized that his own skills were matched.

The sheer magnitude of Xiao Han's power was somewhat startling to Meng Huo, yet it only fueled his combativeness.

Greed flickered across Meng Huo's face as his energy swelled tumultuously around him, a crushing force bearing down from above.

Yet none of this seemed to faze Xiao Han in the slightest.

His face briefly betrayed a hint of disdain as he declared, "You think such tactics will work against me? You're delusional."

The moment the words left his lips, Xiao Han radiated an intense power, his attacks growing increasingly elusive and unpredictable.

Xiao Han's strength was undeniable, and under its weight, Meng Huo began to harbor doubts.

If the battle carried on this way, he feared he might be defeated by Xiao Han.

Losing to someone else might be inconsequential, but to be bested by a mere youth was unthinkable.

Without further hesitation, Meng Huo committed himself fully to the fight.

At that moment, he was shrouded in flames of terror.

"To push me to use all my strength, you've truly surprised me. But unless you give it your all, you won't stand a chance against me today."

Meng Huo's words were followed by a palm strike as scorching as a blazing inferno, leaving one breathless.

Xiao Han felt the heat and a slight smile played at the corners of his mouth.

Simultaneously, his hands began to move in a continuous dance.

It was evident that as his hands moved, the energy around him was coalescing.

"It looks like you're eager to witness my full power. Well, I won't disappoint you."

As Xiao Han spoke, the energy in front of him visibly intensified.

An orb of energy, no larger than a glass sphere, was forming before Xiao Han.

The energy swelled, and the sphere grew larger.

"Now, witness my finishing move."

With those words, Xiao Han gently nudged the sphere.

The newly formed energy orb shot out like a bullet from his hand.

Meng Huo drew in a sharp breath at the sight; the power within the energy sphere was disconcerting.

He retreated rapidly, channeling his power to erect a protective barrier around himself.

Once his defenses were in place, he unleashed his most powerful techniques, attempting to counter the formidable attack.

"Such a potent assault from the magic arts is indeed astonishing."

Meng Huo had barely spoken when he cast his own magic arts, and the two forces collided.

The resulting blast sent Meng Huo flying a hundred meters.

Struggling to his feet, his face bore an expression of amazement.

He hadn't anticipated Xiao Han's immense power.

In that instant, Xiao Han's voice echoed from behind Meng Huo.

"If you were truly my enemy, your head would already be severed, and I wouldn't waste words. Persist, and you'll have no one to blame for my discourtesy."

With Xiao Han's final word, Meng Huo stood frozen, as if struck by lightning, astonished by Xiao Han's incredible speed and sudden appearance behind him.

This clearly demonstrated that Xiao Han's power had long since eclipsed his own. Meng Huo was astounded by the immense strength Xiao Han possessed at such a young age. Meng Huo was well aware that if Xiao Han were to exert his full power, his own survival would be in grave doubt.

In a gesture of respect, Meng Huo couldn't help but admire Xiao Han. "Thank you, young man, for sparing my life," he said. Suddenly, Meng Huo turned to face Xiao Han and, in the same moment, knelt on one knee, lifting his hand in a sign of gratitude. This act was Meng Huo's way of showing his deep appreciation for Xiao Han's mercy.

Xiao Han, a robust figure, found himself unexpectedly bewildered, as a man in his sixties knelt before him in the street. The sight was astonishing. He quickly crouched down, attempting to assist Meng Huo to his feet. "Please, sir, there's no need for this. Let's discuss this matter without such gestures; I am the one who feels troubled by them."

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