"Haha, is that all? If he can even hurt a single hair on my uncle's head, I'll wash my hair upside down."
"He thought his uncle was like Sun Changli, someone who could take advantage of the situation. That's incredibly naive of him."
When Wu Tian casually slapped Sun Guoqiang with his palm, the Sun family members couldn't help but smile, inwardly mocking Wu Tian's overestimation of his abilities.
Sun Zhendong nodded calmly, his confidence evident in his words.
He knew that Sun Guoqiang's so-called "letting you make the first move" was just a smokescreen to lull Wu Tian into a false sense of security, so as to achieve the effect of killing him with one blow.
However, Wu Tian was completely unaware of this, believing that Sun Guoqiang would actually let him have his way.
Thus, his seemingly casual strike left a gaping hole, and this would be Wu Tian's last chance to make a move in his life.
Sun Guoqiang was overjoyed to see Wu Tian already in the game. Just now, Wu Tian had killed Sun Changli in one move, and now he was about to kill Wu Tian in one move.
For him, the most important thing in the world of martial arts is to live, to win or lose, and to abandon all sense of honor and morality.
But in an instant, the situation changed drastically. Before the smile could spread across his face, it turned into a deep sense of solemnity.
Wu Tian's seemingly ordinary palm strike was like a flash flood, containing earth-shattering energy that caused the surrounding air to tremble and ripple.
Even more terrifying was that he felt an inescapable restraint, as if he were firmly locked in place by that punch, with no way to avoid it or escape it.
In a flash, his thoughts raced, and he could only hastily raise his arms to protect his vital areas.
At that very moment, Wu Tian's palm strike, as powerful as a thunderbolt, landed precisely on Sun Guoqiang's arms, which he was using to protect his chest.
In an instant, Sun Guoqiang's body flew through the air like a kite with a broken string, leaving a shocking trail.
At the same time, a spurt of crimson blood gushed from his mouth, swirling in the air and creating a tragic yet poignant aerial scene.
"Bang—"
With a dull thud, like the resounding toll of an ancient bell, Sun Guoqiang finally fell helplessly among the Sun family members, sliding down to Sun Zhendong's feet.
Sun Zhendong's eyelids twitched suddenly, and almost instinctively he bent down, his hands trembling as he cradled his beloved son's body.
Blood streamed from Sun Guoqiang's seven orifices as he cried out, "Father...Father..."
Before he could finish speaking, blood splattered all over him.
After a bout of coughing, his body went slump, and he had lost consciousness.
Sun Zhendong quickly checked Sun Guoqiang's injuries.
However, upon seeing that one glance, his heart sank into an abyss.
Sun Guoqiang was already covered in blood, a blood-red figure.
His arms were twisted and his bones were shattered.
His chest was sunken into a pit, and his internal organs had suffered a devastating blow.
His meridians were severed, and the flame of his life was slowly dying out.
Sun Zhendong's hair and beard stood on end, he staggered to his feet, his eyes burning with rage, he gritted his teeth and said, word by word, "Wu Tian, you brat... you are so ruthless, you have taken my son's life."
After these words, the vast Jinxiu Manor fell silent, save for the pounding hearts and burning anger of the crowd.
Sun Guoqiang died at the hands of Wu Tian!
No one in the room could believe it!
Sun Guoqiang, a fourth-rank martial artist and the second-best expert in the Sun family, actually died from Wu Tian's seemingly ordinary palm strike.
But they had no choice but to believe it.
Sun Guoqiang was lying in front of them, in a horrific state, a sight confirmed by Sun Zhendong himself.
However, their doubts remained as dense as a fog.
Wu Tian casually swung his palm, and then Sun Guoqiang streaked across the sky in a chilling manner, finally dying like a candle being extinguished.
All of this seemed so abrupt, yet so resolute.
The mastermind behind all this—Wu Tian—looked at Sun Zhendong with an icy gaze, his tone devoid of any warmth, “This is nothing more than the bitter fruit you sowed back then, and today I am simply repaying you in full.”
With each enemy he eliminates, his mind involuntarily drifts back to eight years ago.
The Wu family's mournful cries, intertwined with blood and tears, and the thugs' ferocious laughter, formed a web.
Each memory is a slow, agonizing torture in the depths of the soul, until the heart grows cold as iron, no longer moved by the demise of the enemy.
Enraged, Sun Zhendong roared to the sky, his vow shaking heaven and earth: "Heaven above, I, Sun Zhendong, hereby swear that I will kill Wu Tian today!"
Sun Guoqiang was the pride of the Sun family, carrying the family's boundless expectations. Today, he died at the hands of Wu Tian, as if the family's wings had been cut off, plunging the Sun family into unprecedented despair.
If Wu Tian is not eliminated, the anger of the Sun family will be difficult to quell, and the dignity of the Sun family will be difficult to regain.
Upon hearing Sun Zhendong's words, the Sun family members' expressions turned icy cold, and they all turned their hateful gazes toward Wu Tian, before roaring angrily, "Kill Wu Tian, you brat!"
This roar coalesced into an unstoppable torrent, transforming any previous fear of Wu Tian into a death-defying courage.
Faced with the Sun family's outrage, Wu Tian's lips curled into a contemptuous smile, his words full of provocation, "If you want to kill me to avenge your family, what are you waiting for? Come on then!"
Upon hearing this, the Sun family members' anger intensified. They were just waiting for Sun Zhendong's order to unleash their rage as flames of destruction upon Wu Tian, ready to devour him.
"Get out of the way!" Sun Zhendong roared suddenly from the crowd, charging out like a tidal wave.
He stepped forward alone, staring at Wu Tian expressionlessly, his words as cold as a knife, "I will take his life myself, to comfort my son's spirit in heaven."
Upon hearing this, everyone stepped aside, making room for Sun Zhendong.
Wu Tianjing stood still, his gaze deep, a hint of barely perceptible anticipation in his words, "I have been waiting for you for a long time. Before our final battle, I want to know why you so ruthlessly attacked my Wu family back then!"
He vowed to seek justice for the Wu family and to uncover the truth behind the Wu family's annihilation.
Previously, the Wu family and the Sun family had no connection whatsoever, but the Sun family suddenly instigated the Qin family to attack the Wu family.
There must be a shocking conspiracy behind this, and he must unravel the mystery to find out the truth.
However, a ruthless glint flashed in Sun Zhendong's eyes, and he coldly replied, "A dying person doesn't need to know too much. When you get to the King of Hell, your parents will naturally tell you the truth."
Although he didn't get an answer from Sun Zhendong, Wu Tian wasn't annoyed. A calm smile appeared on his lips. "Since that's the case, there's no point in arguing. Let actions speak for themselves. I'll let you reveal the secret behind it."
Sun Zhendong burst into laughter, his laughter filled with disdain and provocation. "Then let me see if you really have the ability."
After saying that, he suddenly sprang up like a ghost in the dark night, incredibly fast, and rushed straight at Wu Tian.
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