My Father the Southern Immortal Emperor

Chapter 5 One punch

On the ground floor, Leon felt a chill coming from behind him suddenly as he kicked the young man in a suit who was running towards him. He turned to look on instinct.

He saw an old man in black martial clothing walking down the stairs slowly.

The old man's steps weren't that slow, but it gave off an overwhelming sense of tension.

Someone among the crowd exclaimed as he looked at the old man, "This is Mr. Sullivan from the Sander Martial Club!"

The other person seemed to recall something after hearing that instantly he looked surprised. "What's? The old man is here ?! "

"Who is this Master Sullivan you're talking about?" Someone is still confused.

"Master Sullivan was in charge of the most popular martial arts club in Traveda City. I heard he is the successor of Wing Chun. He had martial arts skills that were passed down from his bloodline. I watched him use a mighty force when he showed the students and he broke the wooden puppet with his fist!"

People's jaws dropped when they heard that, and they couldn't help but narrow their eyes on Leon.

They seemed to say, 'A true Master has appeared Let's see what you can do now!

Leon narrowed his eyes as he glanced at Sullivan, a smile appearing at the corner of his lips.

This guy's got a little something. He's strong enough!

Sullivan was secretly shocked by how calm Leon was. He said with a smile, "Brother, I'm Sullivan from the Sander Martial Club. I wonder what kind of misunderstanding you have with Director Revan. Can you give me a face and sit quietly for us to talk about this?"

People could not help but nod after hearing that. No matter what, Mr. Sullivan's attitude did indeed make him worthy of being called an expert.

Leon lit a cigarette and smoked it as if he had heard nothing.

Sullivan frowned when he saw Leon exhale a ring of smoke at him just as he was about to speak. Leon grinned. "Give you a face? Who do you think you are?!"

One should stay away and be self-conscious if meeting someone who advises you to be generous or asks you to give him a face before knowing what happened. This is because such a person will drag you down with him when he gets into trouble.

Everyone was stunned as soon as Leon finished speaking. They think they heard wrong.

Revan, who was on the third floor, could not help but smile. "It is very difficult to understand young people today. Isn't it great to live an adrenaline-filled life?"

Sullivan's face paled and green as he got angry!

"This boy has crossed the line!"

As Mr. Sullivan spoke, the temperature in the lobby seemed to have dropped by tens of Celsius. Everyone was so anxious that it felt as if their hearts were jolted in their throats.

Master Sullivan who is an expert in Wing Chun, is furious!

"Young man, don't be too reckless and arrogant just because you know a little something. Consider the good karma you gathered from your past life to translate as dying in my Wing Chun skills!"

Sullivan was so angry that he smirked. He then ran in an instant and disappeared from his place, arriving before Leon in the blink of an eye like a ghost.

Next, he threw the Wing Chun fist right at Leon's chest. The fist shadow was lightning fast, so people could not catch it with their eyes. There was a faint sound of explosion in the air around.

"Go to hell!"

That's quick. Fist fast!

People are very surprised.

Revan, who was on the third floor, grinned viciously. "Death is inevitable!"

Facing Sullivan's fist, Leon shook his head lightly and then extended his hand.

"You must be seeking death when you're not retreating!"

A gleam of disdain flashed across Sullivan's face. His fist strength did not decrease at all. However, he had a dramatic change in expression in the next second as he was surprised to find that his fist was wrapped by another hand. That hand seemed to have taken all of its power like a sea wave. He could not move forward at all or even pull his fist.

"Whoaah!"

A series of screams exploded on the scene at that moment. They all rubbed their eyes as they watched what was happening before them in great shock.

The grin on Revan's face froze, and he stood up from the chair he was sitting on. He watched the scene in shock written all over his face. "W-How is it possible ?!"

Leon looked at the flushed Sullivan and said word for word, "Wing Chun? I think it's more like a girl's punch. It's nothing!"

It'sit's nothing!?

Sullivan could not stand being insulted, so he tried to throw another punch.

Plakk!

A slap landed hard on his face. All he could see were the stars before his eyes. He flew directly, smashing the doors and windows on the first floor.

A serious cold voice then sounded. "You dare humiliate yourself with this bad skill of yours? Ridiculous, come back after you practice for a few more years!"

Silence enveloped the entire space as no one dared to make a sound. Everyone stared blankly at that ordinary-looking skinny young man. That person had shocked them repeatedly ever since he walked into the doorway!

Even the famous Master Sullivan was like a baby in his hands. He was defeated in a single blow and could not fight back at all!

Revan's face twitched violently while he remained silent. He never thought that the Lord Sullivan he respected so much would be defeated! Moreover, he was defeated in one strike.

A bone-chilling coldness entered his body.

Thousands of thoughts came to his mind. However, a cold voice entered his ears. "Revan, I'm giving you one more chance to get this done. Otherwise, this place would be crushed into flat land today!"

Restlessly, Revan walked down with a heavy heart after destroying the thoughts he originally had. He's thinking of shooting Leon. However, he did not dare to take that risk.

Leon sat down and lit a cigarette for himself. His eyes sparkled as he looked at the advancing Revan with his subordinates surrounding him. He said, "Do you admit that you're wrong?"

Revan is calmer now. He waved gesturing for his subordinates to leave. Then, he then clenched his fists and bowed to Leon, "I don't know how I offended you, Master. If I really did, I hope you would tell me directly. If I die, I want to die knowing what really happened."

Leon looked at her carefully and spoke while frowning, "You gave my parents a high-interest loan, and you threatened to cut off my father's finger for no reason. Tell you if you offend me?"

"Did that really happen?" Revan raised his head immediately and looked at Leon hazyly. "I swear I don't know anything about this and I've never done that. I swear to you!

"Oh, so you're saying I've wronged you?" Leon smokes a ring of smoke and grins "your servant, Bucky, brought his men to demand money this afternoon. He even used your name to threaten me."

"That's it!" Revan was stunned at first and started to react. "Master, it's true that Bucky is my man, but I don't know about high-interest loans. I think he did that behind my back."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and gestured his subordinates next to him with threatening intentions. The man nodded to show that he understood. He then catches Bucky, ties him up and takes him.