Crack!
The air resonated with the sound of a sonic boom.
Ning Fengchao's fists shot toward Su Ming with incredible speed.
Ning Fengqing glanced at the scene indifferently, showing little concern.
However, Ning Fengqing's second uncle, Ning Canghai, kept a close eye on Su Ming from the corner of his vision.
Suddenly, his brows furrowed.
Why isn't this guy reacting at all? Ning Canghai wondered.
Indeed, Su Ming's expression remained completely calm as he faced Ning Fengchao's powerful punches.
Is he an idiot? Just a fraud!
Ning Fengchao sneered inwardly, channeling all his strength into the punch.
This strike could easily take down a bull.
In an instant, Ning Fengchao's fist was mere inches from Su Ming.
At that moment, Su Ming moved.
With a subtle shift of his feet, Ning Fengchao's punch whiffed through the air.
What? How is he so fast?
Ning Fengchao was stunned, trying to pull back his fist, but it was too late.
Boom!
Ning Fengchao's eyes widened as a kick slammed into his abdomen.
The next moment, he was sent flying through the air.
Cough!
Mid-flight, Ning Fengchao spat out a mouthful of blood, his organs screaming in agony.
Fengchao!
Ning Canghai could no longer stay composed. He dashed forward and caught Ning Fengchao.
Thud, thud, thud!
They stumbled back three steps before finally steadying themselves.
Cough, cough...
Ning Fengchao clutched his chest, coughing violently, his face contorted in pain.
His eyes were filled with disbelief.
He had lost in a single exchange, despite being at the peak of the Ming Jing level?
Only Ning Fengqing remained calm, though inwardly she was shocked. She hadn't been able to follow Su Ming's movements.
This outcome showed that Su Ming had grown even stronger.
How long has it been? How did he train? Is he a monster?
Ding! Congratulations, host! You have completed the option and received a villa in Yujing Garden, Shanghai. The key is already in your bag!
The system's notification chimed, but Su Ming barely acknowledged it.
How dare you! You hit him so hard! Do you even know where you are? This is the Ning family!
Ning Canghai roared in fury.
Hmph... What about the Ning family? He provoked me first. If he can't handle it, do you want revenge? Fine, I'll give you a chance!
Su Ming brushed off Ning Canghai's anger.
You're asking for death!
Ning Canghai's eyes darkened, a flicker of murderous intent appearing.
Come on!
Su Ming ignored his rage, calmly meeting his gaze.
Ding! Option triggered!
Option 1: Defeat Ning Canghai. Reward: 300 acres of wasteland in Shanghai.
Option 2: Kill Ning Canghai. Reward: 30% shares of the Ning Group.
A faint smile tugged at Su Ming's lips. This option was intriguing.
Land in Shanghai was priceless, and 300 acres of wasteland would be a fortune.
As for the Ning Group's shares, 30% would be worth billions.
But the cost was steep—it required killing someone.
Honestly, Su Ming had never considered such a thing. He had been shaped by the system and held strong moral values.
So, Su Ming skipped Option 2 and chose Option 1.
The moment he made his choice, Ning Canghai released Ning Fengchao and lunged at Su Ming.
Young man, don't be so arrogant. Today, I'll teach you a lesson!
Ning Canghai moved with blinding speed, a fierce aura radiating from him.
An Jing, huh?
Su Ming muttered, replying, Teach me? Let's see if you're up to it!
As soon as Su Ming spoke, he stepped forward and charged at Ning Canghai.
Whoosh!
To the onlookers, Su Ming's figure seemed to blur. In the next instant, he was in front of Ning Canghai.
What?
Ning Canghai froze, his pupils contracting.
But Ning Canghai was a seasoned fighter. He halted his charge instantly, pivoted, and threw a punch at Su Ming.
It was a simple straight punch, but the power behind it far surpassed Ning Fengchao's.
Yet, Su Ming's expression remained unchanged.
He raised his hand and effortlessly caught Ning Canghai's fist.
Snap!
The sound of impact echoed, and both figures froze.
What?
Ning Canghai's pupils contracted again, but before he could react, Su Ming slammed into him.
Boom!
An overwhelming force sent Ning Canghai flying.
In mid-air, Ning Canghai twisted his body and landed on the ground, rolling to dissipate the force.
Half-lying on the ground, Ning Canghai's eyes were filled with horror.
He had been defeated in a single move, despite being at the An Jing level.
The terrifying power had shaken him to his core, leaving him temporarily unable to fight.
Father! Are you okay?
Ning Fengchao, who had somewhat recovered, rushed to help Ning Canghai, though he still felt intense pain.
But as soon as he touched Ning Canghai, he froze. His father was trembling uncontrollably.
How... how is this possible? Father is an An Jing master!
Cough, cough...
Ning Canghai's coughing brought Ning Fengchao back to reality. He quickly helped his father up.
Second Uncle, what do you think of Su Ming now?
Ning Fengqing's voice cut through the silence.
Ning Canghai and Ning Fengchao's faces paled, but they couldn't say a word.
Remembering their earlier mockery, they wished they could vanish into thin air.
Fengqing, what happened?
A voice rang out.
Ning Fengqing wiped the mocking look off her face and turned, respectfully calling, Father!
The newcomer nodded, glancing around and quickly grasping the situation. He looked at Su Ming with surprise. This must be young friend Su. I didn't expect you to have already defeated an An Jing master!
Lord Ning, you flatter me. I'm just a little skilled, that's all!
Su Ming replied.
Hearing this, Ning Canghai and Ning Fengchao's faces turned even darker. If this is just a little skilled, then what are we?
Young friend Su, you are too modest!
Ning Cangyun said, turning to Ning Fengqing. Fengqing, make sure to treat young friend Su well!
Yes, Father!
Ning Fengqing responded, giving Su Ming a meaningful look.
Su Ming understood and followed her away.
Ning Cangyun then walked over to Ning Canghai.
Are you alright? Ning Cangyun asked.
Hmph... Let's go!
Ning Canghai didn't answer, simply ordering.
The two left without another word.
Ning Cangyun shook his head, a hint of resignation on his face.