Chapter 152: Receive Three Punches from Me

The person who had almost been hit by the car showed no trace of panic whatsoever. Instead, with a sudden swallow-like flip, he landed directly in front of the Jaguar and began crooking his finger at Hua Tianyu.

The Jaguar came to a complete halt. Hua Tianyu stared at the person in front of the car and narrowed his eyes.

Now he realized that the near-collision just now had nothing to do with a slip of his hand; the other party had done it on purpose.

Taking a closer look at the stranger, he noticed the man was wearing a face mask. Between the exposed brow and eyes, there seemed to be a... smile?

Hua Tianyu was filled with endless doubt.

The man was signaling him to get out of the car, and judging by the current situation, the stranger did not seem to harbor any deep malice, though it was unclear why he chose to wear a mask.

"I'll be right back." Hua Tianyu turned off the engine, parked the car by the roadside, and sideways turned to Wang Hong to say.

"Be careful!" Wang Hong had also witnessed the man's bizarre actions, but she still had some faith in Hua Tianyu's martial arts skills. She had seen it with her own eyes when he captured the thief Situ at Swan Tower last time, so she merely offered a brief word of caution.

Hua Tianyu nodded, pushed open the car door, and stepped out leisurely yet steadily, his eyes fixed firmly on the masked man to prevent any sudden moves.

The man remained completely motionless until Hua Tianyu walked up to stand right before him. Only then did he lower his voice and say, "Receive three punches from me!"

A trace of a smile appeared on Hua Tianyu's face. Although this man kept his face covered, his actions were remarkably upright and honorable, waiting until Hua Tianyu was fully balanced before making a move.

Before striking, he even offered a polite warning. Yet looking at his build and the mask, Hua Tianyu couldn't shake the feeling that this person looked quite familiar!

"Come on!" Hua Tianyu gave a slight nod and prepared himself.

Since this was downtown, even though Hua Tianyu had parked the car to the side, the two men standing face-to-face in front of the vehicle—with one of them wearing a mask—immediately attracted a crowd of curious onlookers.

"Is someone fighting? Look over there!" People who loved a spectacle never thought things were dramatic enough.

"Who do you think will win?"

"Obviously the guy in the mask. He's built a whole circle wider than the other guy!" Two total strangers began analyzing the victory and defeat of this fight with great authority from the sidelines.

"Driving a pink Jaguar with a beauty sitting inside—you can tell at a glance he's a rich second-generation heir hollowed out by wine and women. He's probably going to get beaten up today!" The person who said this possessed a level of observational skill that was far from ordinary.

Wang Hong felt a nervous knot in her heart as well. Although she had confidence in Hua Tianyu, this man had inexplicably blocked the car to pick a fight, which meant he undoubtedly had some reliable backing.

*I hope Brother Tian is okay!* she prayed silently to herself.

"Take this!" The masked man let out a fierce shout, forcefully kicking off with his left leg, his right fist—resembling a sandbag—hurtling forward like lightning straight toward Hua Tianyu's face.

The moment the man made his move, Hua Tianyu knew he was dealing with an expert, someone absolutely incomparable to the likes of Jiang Liliang.

"Well struck!" Hua Tianyu shouted inwardly, twisting his waist and abdomen to counter with a punch of his own in the exact same stance.

*Bang!* Without any flashy tricks, their fists collided directly in mid-air.

Hua Tianyu's upper body swayed slightly, and he retreated half a step with his heels before steadying his stance.

As for the masked man, he stumbled back five or six steps before finally regaining his balance!

Hua Tianyu was secretly astonished. He had never imagined that such an expert existed in Shangjiang City. Anyone capable of forcing Hua Tianyu back even half a step was formidable enough to walk unhindered through most places!

After a brief moment of reflection, combined with his earlier feeling that the man looked familiar, a sudden guess formed in Hua Tianyu's mind.

"Again! Two punches left!" Unexpectedly, instead of backing down after taking a loss, the man surged forward again with another fierce roar.

Because of the distance created by his previous retreat, his running start was longer this time. Taking two strides, the masked man leaped into the air and swung his fist downward toward Hua Tianyu.

"Wow, impressive!"

"He can jump that high!"

Even though he had been knocked back by a single punch earlier, his current flying strike, executed in one fluid motion, still drew gasps of amazement from the surrounding crowd.

Hua Tianyu smiled faintly. This was a technique that utilized the downward momentum of a leap to amplify the power and speed of the punch. Unfortunately, the gap in raw strength was right there; such a bonus was useless against him.

Without any fancy maneuvers, Hua Tianyu stood his ground without moving an inch and met the attack directly with his fist.

*Bang! Bang!*

Their fists collided rapidly twice in mid-air.

This time, Hua Tianyu stepped back a mere fraction, while the masked man completely lost his balance in the air and was sent flying backward onto his back.

Flying straight through the air for four or five meters, the masked man crashed onto the ground with a loud *thud*.

Wang Hong was the first to let out a sigh of relief, her face breaking into a soft smile once again. Hua Tianyu was fine!

The onlookers, who had not expected the masked man to be sent flying, only let out bursts of exclamation after he hit the ground.

"The rich second-generation kid actually won? Just how weak is this challenger?"

"Nonsense! You try punching someone that far away!"

"Uh... I suppose you're right. Damn, that guy's punches are a bit terrifying!"

Although practically none of the spectators knew martial arts, a few could still discern the underlying skill.

Watching the man opposite him slowly pull himself up from the ground, Hua Tianyu smiled faintly.

Because of his earlier suspicion, he had not used his full strength, nor had he infused his fist with hidden internal energy.

"Still want to go?" Hua Tianyu asked.

The man on the other side shook his head, ripped off his mask, and said, "Going another round would be courting death!"

"Brother Tian, it's me!"

Hua Tianyu burst into hearty laughter. "Haha, I knew it was you, you brat!"

Ye Feiyu!

A former member of the Dragon Soul team.

Ye Feiyu had been forced to leave with deep regret after failing to meet Dragon Soul's physical fitness standards following a reassessment prompted by an injury!

Hua Tianyu took a few quick steps forward, threw his left arm around Ye Feiyu's shoulder, and waved his right hand at the surrounding crowd, saying, "Scatter, scatter! Just filming some practice videos, it's all fake!"

"Is it over already?"

"How boring!"

The crowd, who had anticipated a grand spectacle, saw the two men greeting each other like old friends and noticed the smiling expressions on their faces. Everyone realized the excitement had come to an end!

"Let's go, let's go!" The crowd dispersed in a flurry, leaving only Hua Tianyu and Ye Feiyu behind.

"Brother Tian, sorry about earlier!" Ye Feiyu took the initiative to apologize.

"Small matter, don't take it to heart! Running into some insurmountable hurdle? Need my help?" Hua Tianyu didn't mind in the least; instead, he was somewhat puzzled by Ye Feiyu's actions.

"It's not any insurmountable hurdle. It's just that my late father owed someone a favor during his lifetime, and that person found me and asked me to teach you a lesson. These three punches count as me repaying the debt on my father's behalf. From now on, that guy and I are even!"