Chapter 93 – Confrontation Like Fire and Water

Seeing over a dozen people swarming forward without martial ethics, Ye Kuang immediately pushed Gao Laosan aside and caught a sweeping leg with a backhand grip.

His fingers tightened slightly as he stepped on the opponent’s ankle, then executed a “Mountain Crash” to send them flying.

This scene enraged the Karate practitioners.

They ceased holding back, each unleashing their signature Karate techniques.

Some formed chops with vertical arms, others launched sweeping Springing Legs… Without exception, their moves appeared simple yet carried astonishing power.

Witnessing this, Ye Kuang clenched his fists and rapidly delivered consecutive “Cannon Blasts.”

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

After three consecutive punches, three opponents crashed into a crowd behind them.

His stance remained immovable as a mountain, yet his strikes were swift as thunder—when he moved, it was always with Earth-Shattering Shock.

Even Yuan Long couldn’t help but pale at the sight.

In contrast, Gao Laosan grew exhilarated, laughing heartily, “Yuan Long! So you’ve come to this? Where’s that sharpness from before? Stop acting like a coward, hahaha…”

Yuan Long: “Gao Laosan, what are you so proud of? Today, we will ensure your Martial Arts Association vanishes completely.”

Hearing this, Ye Kuang’s expression turned stern.

Though new to the situation and unaware why the relationship between Karate and the Martial Arts Association had deteriorated so severely, he couldn’t stand idly by.

Regardless of why the two associations were as incompatible as fire and water, it had nothing to do with his original purpose in practicing martial arts.

Now, hearing such brazen words, anger surged within him. He coldly retorted, “Then give it a try.”

Yuan Long flared up instantly, “Kid, this is between us and the Martial Arts Association. What’s it to you?”

Ye Kuang: “Originally, it wasn’t my concern. But since you’ve dragged the Martial Arts Association into this, it becomes the business of all martial artists. If you want to take down the Martial Arts Association, you’ll have to ask our fists for permission!”

Gao Laosan, stirred by these words, added excitedly, “Well said! These cowards only rely on numbers to bully the few. They disgrace the name of martial artists.”

Yuan Long was left speechless, inwardly cursing Gao Laosan vehemently.

However, if they retreated now, even holding their heads high would feel like an unattainable luxury.

“Kid, I advise you to stay out of this, or else…”

“Or else what?”

“Or else the consequences will be beyond your bearing.”

Ye Kuang: “Just with you?”

Yuan Long: “Not me, of course. Our Karate Eldest Senior Brother, Duan Shuiliu, won’t let you off.”

At this, Yuan Long’s face lit up with fanaticism.

Even Gao Laosan paled at the mention of “Duan Shuiliu,” as if gripped by boundless fear toward that Eldest Senior Brother.

Thinking quickly, Gao Laosan tugged at Ye Kuang, urgently advising, “Kid, say no more. Don’t get further involved.”

“Hmm?” Ye Kuang fell silent, well aware that only someone like the so-called Eldest Senior Brother Duan Shuiliu could make Gao Laosan react this way.But what did it matter how powerful the enemy was? He, who had always feared nothing in heaven or on earth, would never be frightened into confusion by a mere name.

Seeing this, Yuan Long couldn’t help but sneer repeatedly: “Heh… What’s this? Thinking of backing out now? I’m afraid it’s too late!”

Gao Laosan’s temper flared upon hearing this: “Yuan Long, what exactly do you want?”

Yuan Long: “What do I want? You should ask this kid. After beating our people, does he think he can just walk away? There’s no such easy logic in this world. One must take responsibility for their actions. Let this kid kneel down and kowtow a few times loudly, and we’ll let him go.”

Gao Laosan: “Don’t push people too far!”

Yuan Long: “Push people too far? I’m bullying you right now, so what?”

Gao Laosan: “You…”

Witnessing this, Ye Kuang’s perspective was once again refreshed.

It could be said he was truly perplexed—what gave Yuan Long the audacity to publicly humiliate Gao Laosan and the others?

To be so arrogant and domineering to this extent made one wonder how Yuan Long had managed to survive until now.

Thinking this, Ye Kuang suddenly said: “Since you’re bullying others by flaunting your power, I’d like to see what exceptional qualities this Karate actually possesses.”

His words immediately plunged the scene into a silence so profound one could hear a pin drop.

However, this was quickly followed by widespread scorn, with everyone showing looks of disdain as if watching a fool perform on the spot.

Yuan Long, far from trying to de-escalate the situation, saw Ye Kuang’s bold declaration as justification to not let him off.

“Hahaha, still too young! Since you’ve got such guts, dare to come with us?”

“Why wouldn’t I dare!”

Hearing this, Gao Laosan became utterly frantic. Grabbing Ye Kuang again, he warned: “Kid, patience leads to calm seas, retreat brings open skies. Don’t fall into someone’s trap over a momentary clash of pride.”

Yuan Long retorted mockingly: “What’s this? Gao Laosan, are you chickening out? If you’re scared, just say so. No need to belittle others to make yourself look better.”

Gao Laosan: “Sometimes being cautious is better than carrying your head on your belt. With your limited wisdom, Yuan Long, how could you possibly understand my principles?”

This remark amused everyone present who wasn’t deaf, showcasing Gao Laosan’s verbal artistry.

Yuan Long naturally became the center of attention, though it was entirely derisive.

Had Ye Kuang not been watching intently from the side, Yuan Long would likely have led his crew to swarm Gao Laosan.

Moreover, when had the Karate practitioners ever endured such insult?

Their faces flushed with anger—if looks could kill, Gao Laosan would have died countless times.

In contrast, Yuan Long’s gaze toward Gao Laosan was utterly undisguised, burning with the intensity of enemies meeting eye to eye.

This was indeed a clash of pride, but also an open rivalry between the Martial Arts Association and Karate.

As the saying goes: Life’s grudges are hard to settle, and conflicts inevitably begin with loss of face.

This silent confrontation only deepened the already hostile standoff between the two sides, making the situation increasingly indescribable…