The clamor of the airport shifted suddenly, and Li Mingzheng found it impossible to maintain his composure. He hadn't dismissed the possibility that Li Yongjun's death was a suspicious event. Especially after reviewing Qin Fen's file, he possessed a profound understanding of this new recruit's capabilities.

If Qin Fen intended for a maglev speeder to detonate mid-air, it would hardly be a difficult task. A terrorist attack? Li Mingzheng never believed it.

What was the point for these terrorists? Why launch an attack with absolutely no discernible effect? Qin Fen modifying a vehicle to kill Li Yongjun?

What would be the motive? Li Mingzheng couldn't find any reason for Qin Fen to commit murder, which is why he had let go of his suspicions regarding him. The killer stood right before his eyes, yet Li Mingzheng couldn't step forward and confront Qin Fen.

That phrase, "Even Li Yongjun was killed by me," had been spoken in such a low voice that only Old Man Zhao, Fei Chengjun, and he himself could have heard it. Li Mingzheng couldn't possibly expect Old Man Li, who was already at odds with him, to suddenly experience an eruption of righteous indignation and testify in court against Qin Fen regarding those words. As for Fei Chengjun?

Li Mingzheng knew very well that this Martial God of Hanzhou was equally unreliable. Unless he personally beat Qin Fen to death with his own hands, he would absolutely not be appeased. If he were to testify against Qin Fen, Li Mingzheng would forfeit his chance to kill Qin Fen himself.

Li Mingzheng even suspected that if he attacked Qin Fen right now to avenge his nephew, Fei Chengjun might turn his own fists to protect Qin Fen, beating the martial artist who dared to attack Qin Fen to death first. Martial arts masters possess their own temperaments and characters. Few would seek revenge for a disciple slain by someone from an outside faction.

Fei Chengjun, known externally as the Martial God of Hanzhou, could not allow his self-esteem and honor to compel him to step onto a witness stand in a courtroom. Qin Fen didn't even spare a glance for Li Mingzheng's murderous gaze. The suppressed killing intent emanating from this Hanzhou Lieutenant General was like a venomous viper, far more perilous than the fully released aura of Fei Chengjun.

An obvious threat is easy to dodge, but a hidden arrow is hard to guard against! Qin Fen silently resolved to find the quickest opportunity to eliminate this Hanzhou Lieutenant General, lest he be struck by his cold dart. Fei Chengjun stared into Qin Fen's eyes, gradually narrowing them to slits.

A faint chilling light accompanied his slowly parting lips as he spoke: "I offer you two choices now. First: Kneel, apologize, sever both your arms, and your life will be spared. Second: You killed my disciple and disgraced the name of my New Taekwondo; fight me." A cold smile played across Li Mingzheng's lips.

Fei Chengjun truly lived up to his title as the Martial God of Hanzhou. Although he presented two options, they were essentially the same as one. Let alone a martial artist like Qin Fen, even an ordinary person would find self-mutilation unbearable.

Kneeling? For Qin Fen, this was even less acceptable than cutting off his own arms. Even just the demand to kneel and kowtow was enough to extinguish any thought of choosing the first option, forcing Qin Fen to accept the challenge.

It seemed the outside rumors might actually be true. Li Mingzheng watched Fei Chengjun's overbearing terms and began to believe the vague whispers that had occasionally surfaced externally: the Martial God of Hanzhou remained unmarried because he was waiting—waiting for his woman to leave the Sacred Martial Hall. Who was the Martial God of Hanzhou's woman?

The accompanying faint rumor was that it was Cai Renying, Fei Chengjun's second disciple, whom Qin Fen had killed. If Qin Fen had merely killed his disciple, the most likely action for the Martial God of Hanzhou would have been to send his most accomplished student, who was also a Martial Arts Master, to slay Qin Fen. Fei Chengjun taking action himself made Li Mingzheng even more convinced that a relationship, perhaps even that kind of relationship, existed between him and Cai Renying.

Kowtowing? Old Man Zhao chuckled, tilting his head as he watched Qin Fen slowly open his mouth to speak. "A man’s knees are worth gold," Qin Fen gently shook his head.

"I have no desire to kneel to you, and yes, I killed your disciples. But as a martial artist, you should know well that had I not killed them, I would already be in my grave now. If you wish to fight, then fight." Li Mingzheng crossed his arms over his chest.

This response immediately signaled one thing: Qin Fen was doomed! Although he couldn't personally take revenge and kill Qin Fen, it was still an outcome he was very happy to witness. "Very good, very good," Fei Chengjun nodded slowly.

"You have killed several of my disciples, bringing shame to the name of my New Taekwondo. Killing you here today is far from enough to restore its reputation. In one week, before all the martial arts masters of the world, I will beat you to death alive." Li Mingzheng paused slightly, then immediately understood Fei Chengjun’s thinking.

If the world's martial arts experts were not present today as an audience for this legitimate fight, then even killing Qin Fen would have a diminished sensational effect, reducing its benefit for promoting New Taekwondo. With successive heirs of New Taekwondo being beaten by Qin Fen recently, Fei Chengjun needed the best way to salvage his reputation: killing Qin Fen publicly before other martial arts masters. Such a sensational impact would be far better than a quiet, private duel.

Qin Fen closed his eyes slightly and nodded gently, accepting Fei Chengjun's challenge for a duel. If he could kill a long-established, sect-founding martial arts master before heading to the Qilin family to propose marriage, it would greatly boost his presence and momentum for that endeavor. If he refused today, setting aside whether Fei Chengjun would be content to hold back, even if Fei Chengjun did nothing, merely spreading the news would suffice.

He wouldn't even need to go to the Qilin family to propose. The reception would likely be: "The man whom even Fei Chengjun dared not fight has no right to marry Song Jia of our family." Li Mingzheng felt even more infuriated by Qin Fen’s composed demeanor. He took a small step, placing himself directly in front of Qin Fen, and spoke with a smile that didn't reach his eyes: "I deeply admire your spirit, but I wonder how your two younger sisters in Tianbei City are doing now?" Old Man Zhao’s eyebrows knitted, about to erupt in anger, but he saw Qin Fen’s expression remain calm, a seemingly unconcerned smile curling his lips instead.

"They are doing very well now, and they will continue to do very well. I wonder how General Li's relatives are faring? Terrorists are rampant these days.

You should tell them to take extra care, never open their curtains at home, and avoid going out casually; they might be assassinated by a sniper. The sniping skills of terrorists are getting better and better." A young Lieutenant Colonel in the military was issuing the most blatant threat imaginable to a dignified Lieutenant General of Hanzhou! In Li Mingzheng's military career, he had never heard of such a brazen act, nor had he imagined it happening to him.

A mere Lieutenant Colonel threatening a Lieutenant General? Under normal circumstances, the lofty Lieutenant General wouldn't need to pay the slightest heed to a Lieutenant Colonel, nor would he need to regard his words as worthy of attention. However, when the person making such wild threats was Lieutenant Colonel Qin Fen, Li Mingzheng dared not dismiss it lightly.

This young man possessed incredible sniping abilities, coupled with his formidable martial prowess; the threat he just uttered might actually be achievable. Li Mingzheng's cold face turned ashen. He had intended to use the two sisters living in the police housing complex to intimidate Qin Fen, only to be threatened himself in the next breath.

"General Li," Qin Fen raised his hand and patted Li Mingzheng's shoulder. "Be more careful when you go out from now on, and tell your relatives to be careful too. If terrorists are pushed too far, they won't just kill individuals; they will wipe out your entire family." Wipe out your entire family?

Old Man Zhao’s thick black beard twitched several times as he inwardly gave Qin Fen a thumbs-up. Since returning from the Sacred Martial Hall and enduring the month-long desert journey, Qin Fen’s entire bearing had undergone a significant shift. The Qin Fen of before would never have uttered such words.

Mastery over the situation! Old Man Zhao nodded slightly. From the moment he deplaned until this moment, Qin Fen had given everyone the impression of having the world firmly in his grasp—even when facing Fei Chengjun, a Martial Arts Master established for many years, he displayed an unshakable composure.

"Let me pass; you are obstructing my mission report." Qin Fen raised his arm slightly and extended his palm toward Li Mingzheng, making a pushing gesture. Seeing this gentle, slow push aimed at his shoulder, a flurry of thoughts raced through Li Mingzheng's mind. The optimal evasion method instantly surfaced in his brain, and his body moved rapidly to the side like a slippery eel, only to discover that he could not evade this seemingly simple push at all.

Bang... Crash... Li Mingzheng's rooted feet could no longer hold their ground; he tumbled and rolled, flying back a distance of more than ten meters.

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