Outside the ordinary residential complex, at the entrance.
"Ten minutes have already passed." Yi Kui glanced at his light computer, a hint of smugness surfacing at the corner of his lips. "Mr. Wang should be about ready to make his move by now."
He had absolutely no doubts about Wang Xuanming's strength.
If it weren't for the complex's autonomous combat robots being so formidable, he would have loved to rush over and observe—to watch the terrified and powerless expression on Shi Feng's face when facing Wang Xuanming.
After all, when facing Wang Xuanming's power, Shi Feng, a mere Hua Jin Grandmaster, wouldn't have any ability to resist at all. The most he could do would be to flee.
Once Shi Feng was dealt with, dealing with that little girl Ji Luorong would be much easier.
Just as Yi Kui was thinking this, a thunderous boom suddenly echoed from within the complex.
"Has he started?"
Hearing the sound, Yi Kui grew excited, unable to resist taking several steps closer toward the complex's interior to confirm. Even though he knew that from his position, he could at most see Shi Feng's building corridor—what was happening inside the apartment was definitely out of sight.
But for him, that was enough.
Because he was also quite curious—how many seconds could that Shi Feng hold out against a monster like Wang Xuanming?
Three seconds?
Or perhaps four?
The strength Shi Feng had displayed before was indeed a notch above his own, but if they truly fought to the death, Yi Kui would still have considerable odds of winning. After all, a Heng Lian Grandmaster not only possessed extraordinary defensive capabilities but also recovered far more quickly than an ordinary person.
Shi Feng's palm strike had indeed dealt him considerable damage, but it had only left him temporarily unable to move freely—it required him to regulate his internal energy to alleviate the effects, not that he couldn't fight at all.
It could be said that Shi Feng's only advantages when facing him were destructive power and speed. However, against Wang Xuanming, those advantages would instantly become disadvantages. So the time Shi Feng could hold out against Wang Xuanming would probably be about the same as someone like himself—a Heng Lian Grandmaster.
In the next moment, after Wang Xuanming kicked open the door, he charged into Shi Feng's apartment with blinding speed, moving like a ghost or specter. Even a Heng Lian Grandmaster like Yi Kui couldn't track the movement clearly.
However, in less than two seconds after Wang Xuanming rushed in, he actually burst back out.
"So fast!"
Yi Kui stared at Wang Xuanming, who had appeared at the entrance of Shi Feng's apartment, and was momentarily stunned.
He had never expected Wang Xuanming to be so powerful—ending the fight in a single second. Such strength truly warranted the label of "monster." He was simply incomparable to a Heng Lian Grandmaster like himself.
But in the very next moment, Yi Kui was completely dumbfounded.
Because at some unknown point, a beautiful woman in a bathrobe was standing at the entrance of Shi Feng's apartment. And Wang Xuanming, as if provoked, was unleashing a frenzied barrage of strikes at the stunning beauty.
Wang Xuanming's terrifying aura—even Yi Kui, hundreds of meters away, could feel it clearly.
Madness!
Violence!
Destruction!
Under this storm of fists, no one could possibly survive. All one could do was await death.
"Has he lost his mind?" Yi Kui exclaimed in shock.
If it were merely a matter of roughing up Shi Feng—leaving him hospitalized for a few months—the Green God Group wouldn't investigate too deeply. At most, they would increase the complex's security and offer Shi Feng some compensation.
But if someone were killed, that would cross the Green God Group's bottom line in the Upper District. They would definitely pursue the matter relentlessly until the culprit was found. Even the big shots from the Middle District wouldn't be able to protect Wang Xuanming—they would likely implicate all of his accomplices as well.
But in the very next instant, Yi Kui's eyes nearly bulged out of his head.
Because the beauty in the bathrobe, facing Wang Xuanming's frenzied assault, acted as if nothing was happening. She walked toward him step by step, then pressed a single palm against his chest.
And that iron giant of a man—Wang Xuanming—actually stumbled back two steps, clutching his chest with one hand. It was obvious that this single strike had caused him tremendous discomfort. His gaze toward the bathrobe-clad beauty was filled with deep wariness.
"Who on earth is she? Why is there such a monster in Shi Feng's apartment?"
Yi Kui stared at Aqua Rose standing in the outer corridor, his eyes filled with disbelief. He couldn't help but rub his eyes, feeling as though he were seeing a ghost.
Wang Xuanming—such a tremendously powerful Heng Lian Grandmaster—was now completely outmatched by a delicate-looking woman...