Thunderstorm Asthma? I’ll Just Drain the National Power Grid!

Many young female tourists’ eyes lit up.

Su Wanqing was hidden in a corner of the crowd, her baseball cap pulled low, but her gaze never left the stage.

”Kid, are you sure?”

On the stage, the muscular strongman looked at Lin Yuan’s ”frail” appearance and sneered.

”Fists have no eyes. If I make you cry later, don’t go running to your mom to complain.”

”Don’t worry, I don’t have a mom,” Lin Yuan grinned, ”However, I suggest you hit a little harder, otherwise I’m afraid you won’t have a chance to strike a second time.”

”You’re asking for death!”

The strongman was enraged, he roared and his fist shot straight at Lin Yuan’s face!

This punch was powerful and heavy!

The audience below gasped.

However.

Just as the fist was about to hit Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan’s foot seemed to trip on something, he stumbled, and his body happened to lean backward.

Whoosh—!

The wind from the punch brushed past his nose.

”Hmm?”

The strongman was stunned, obviously not expecting the opponent to dodge in such a way.

He didn’t think much of it, and with a backhand, he swept his arm towards Lin Yuan’s waist!

But at this moment.

Lin Yuan seemed to have just stabilized, his foot slipped, and he stumbled again, his body strangely lunging forward.

Crack!

His forehead, precisely, happened to hit the strongman’s elbow joint!

”Ow—!”

A scream echoed through the night sky.

The strongman clutched his arm, grimacing in pain, cold sweat pouring down.

He felt as if his elbow joint had been struck by an iron hammer!

”Good!! Well done!” The female tourists who had been smitten by Lin Yuan’s looks before screamed, waving their arms vigorously.

”Hahahahaha, is this guy a comedian? Defeating a muscular man with a headbutt? I’m a fan!” The onlookers laughed heartily.

But on the other side, the local supporters of the Black Stone Sect booed.

”Damn it! This kid is cheating!”

”It’s just good luck! Black Stone Warrior, kill him!”

”Get down! Get down! Don’t make a fool of yourself here!”

Cheers and curses mingled.

Lin Yuan shook his head, looking at the opponent with an ”innocent” expression.

”My apologies, big brother, are you alright? My balance isn’t very good, I’ve always been prone to falling on flat ground since I was a child.”

Strongman: ”...”

Su Wanqing below the stage: ”...”

”I... I’ll fight you to the death!”

The strongman roared, enduring the severe pain, and charged again.

However.

The following scene became even more bizarre.

The strongman delivered a sweeping kick, and Lin Yuan just happened to slip on some sawdust, dodging it.

The strongman threw a punch, and Lin Yuan just happened to bend down to pick up a ”lucky charm” that had fallen on the ground, dodging it again.

The strongman delivered a flying kick, and Lin Yuan just happened to sneeze, his body lowering... The strongman flew directly over his head, falling heavily to the other end of the arena in a dog-eating-shit posture, passing out on the spot.

The entire venue fell silent for three seconds.

Immediately after, a storm of boos and curses erupted!

”Fake fight! Refund!”

”It’s an act, isn’t it? This is f*cking acting, isn’t it! Do you take us for fools?”

”Such a big, strong man only has this much skill? Defeated by a pretty boy with luck? Get down!”

The supporters below were enraged, and a few hot-tempered ones even started throwing things onto the stage, creating chaos.

Lin Yuan stood up, dusted himself off, and faced the anger below with an innocent expression.

”Oh my goodness, that was close, almost got hit,” he muttered softly, then shouted to the crowd below, ”This... this has nothing to do with me! Can’t I just be lucky?”

Just as the situation was about to spiral out of control.

An old and powerful voice, coming from below the stage, overpowered all the noise.

”Heh heh heh, what a lucky young fellow.”

Lin Yuan looked in the direction of the voice.

He saw an old man in a black robe with white hair standing below the stage, looking at him with a smile.

Behind the old man were several Black Stone Sect disciples with calm auras.

It was the elder who presided over the sacrificial ceremony!

His gaze swept back and forth over Lin Yuan, his eyes filled with admiration and curiosity.

Lin Yuan’s heart stirred.

The fish had taken the bait.