But if his opponent sensed his intention to exploit their injury and decided to stall for time, Xu Ke was eighty percent confident he would win. Because… Ouyang Shuang could heal her wounds, so why couldn't he, with his experience of cultivating to the Innate Great Perfection, rapidly advance his cultivation? However, he couldn't say this out loud. Wang Wu and the others would never believe it.

"It's very difficult," Wang Wu frowned. "Even with her severe injuries, you'd be hard-pressed to match her."

He had hoped Wong Qifu could dissuade Xu Ke last night, but as the butler, it was not his place to interject in their conversation. Today had been so rushed that there was no time left for him to try again. He was still worried that Xu Ke had no chance of escaping Ouyang Shuang's grasp.

"Uncle Wu," Xu Ke said suddenly after a moment of thought. "Why don't you throw a punch at me? I'll prove myself to you."

Wang Wu was startled. "How could I possibly do that?" He instinctively glanced at Wong Qifu, who showed no reaction.

"Don't worry," Xu Ke smiled. "If I can't even take a single punch from you, then I won't accept the life-and-death duel with Ouyang Shuang, even if the Huang Family agrees to it."

Upon hearing this, Wang Wu's eyes lit up. This isn't a bad way to dissuade him. If it can change his mind, all the better.

Seeing that Wong Qifu had no objections, Wang Wu immediately took a stance. "I'm coming."

"Alright." Xu Ke nodded.

Wang Wu didn't plan to give him a chance to adjust his breathing. This wasn't a spar; it was a dissuasion. He even wanted to make Xu Ke fully comprehend the terror of the Innate Realm.

BANG.

The moment Xu Ke finished speaking, Wang Wu's figure burst forward, and a terrifying aura erupted from him. Following that, a lightning-fast punch shot toward Xu Ke's face.

This was Wang Wu's all-out attack. His primary goal was to show Xu Ke the vast gap between a Postnatal and an Innate Martial Artist.

Wong Qifu even suspected Wang Wu might be trying to kill him. Everything became a blur as Wang Wu appeared right in front of Xu Ke. He was even faster than when he had attacked Ouyang Shuang the previous day. No one could react in time.

But Xu Ke could.

Because during that one year, from the Postnatal Initial Stage all the way to the Innate Great Perfection, he had constantly practiced dodging punches even faster than Wang Wu's.

The moment the fist arrived, Xu Ke tilted his head slightly. The punch grazed his face, missing by a hair's breadth.

In the next instant, Xu Ke lunged forward. A cold light flashed in his hand as a silver chopstick from Bamboo Pavilion Residence appeared like a specter, thrusting straight at Wang Wu's throat in a single, fluid counterattack.

Seeing this, Wong Qifu's beautiful eyes widened slightly. It was the first time she had ever seen a young man gain the upper hand against Wang Wu.

Wang Wu froze, unable to hide his astonishment. "How?"

"Uncle Wu, I should be qualified to face Ouyang Shuang now, right?" Xu Ke asked, not answering the question.

Of course, whether this chopstick could actually penetrate Wang Wu's Protective True Qi was another question entirely. But Wang Wu also knew that in a real battle, the chopstick could easily be replaced with a deadlier Hidden Weapon.

"This…" Wang Wu frowned. "Your footwork is very agile."

Xu Ke nodded.

"But in a fight, you can't win by just dodging, and your speed will eventually drop. Besides, if you're relying on launching a Hidden Weapon the moment your opponent's attack pauses… you should know that Ouyang Shuang's skill with Hidden Weapons is even more refined than yours," Wang Wu analyzed.

Ouyang Shuang had used Hidden Weapons ever since she became famous. If Xu Ke relied on dodging to find an opening, winning would be incredibly difficult.

"Don't worry, Uncle Wu. I have other ways to deal with Ouyang Shuang," Xu Ke said with a smile.

Hearing this, Wang Wu remained skeptical.

Xu Ke knew you couldn't just run away in the arena. Constantly dodging within a confined space was no path to victory. But he had other methods to use against Ouyang Shuang.

"Besides, have you forgotten?" Xu Ke added. "When I defeated Song Zhong yesterday, it wasn't with Hidden Weapons or footwork."

Wang Wu was stunned. That seems to be true. Now that I think about it, he knows physical conditioning techniques, Hidden Weapons, and advanced footwork… He's practically an all-rounder. I wonder what kind of profound fist techniques he's learned. He might even possess a few lost ultimate techniques from the martial world.

Wang Wu fell silent and no longer objected.

Seeing this, Xu Ke breathed a sigh of relief. He turned to Wong Qifu. "Sister Wang, you don't object, do you?"

"I don't care about anything else. Just make sure you get off the stage alive. You can even surrender; I'll handle the consequences," Wong Qifu said, not trying to dissuade him.

Xu Ke was stunned for a moment, then warmth welled up in his eyes. "Alright."

SQUEAK.

Just then, Huang Sheng and Huang Zhenyang, who had stepped out to make a phone call, returned.

「At the dining table.」

"Is a four-day delay acceptable?" Huang Sheng asked with a smile.

After speaking, he looked up to observe the reactions of the three. When he saw the look on Wang Wu's face, joy surged in his heart. It seems my guess was right. No matter how well Xu Ke and Wong Qifu hide it, Wang Wu's expressive face gives them away. So, Xu Ke was indeed planning to exploit her weakness.

Hearing Huang Sheng's words, Wang Wu's expression changed. Xu Ke is counting on exploiting Ouyang Shuang's injuries to win. A four-day delay, giving the Huang Family time to help Ouyang Shuang prepare, would mean certain death for Xu Ke, wouldn't it?

But at that moment, Xu Ke smiled. "That's fine."

He sealed the deal.

Huang Sheng smiled as well. Seeing this, Wang Wu opened his mouth but ultimately said nothing. Wong Qifu, meanwhile, remained expressionless, her thoughts unreadable.

Chen Xiong stood up, taking in everyone's reaction. He shook his head and said, "Good. In four days, we'll meet at the Tianhai Martial Alliance Underground Arena.

"No firearms are allowed in this duel to the death, and interference from outsiders is forbidden. Any party who breaks the rules will be declared the loser.

"Representing the Huang Family: Huang Qi and Ouyang Shuang. Representing the Wang Family: Xu Ke.

"Both parties, please confirm."

The rules were simple and needed little explanation. Chen Xiong was mainly clarifying the stakes to prevent either side from backing out. Following his words, an aide handed over a written agreement.

"Correct," Huang Sheng said.

Xu Ke nodded. "Correct."

Both parties signed their names.

Huang Zhenyang shot to his feet with a sinister smile. "Kid, in four days, you're dead."

Huang Sheng offered a faint smile. "Enjoy what little time you have left."

Xu Ke took the agreement. "You should be happy. I'm clearing an obstacle to you inheriting the Huang Family."

Huang Sheng ignored him and left Bamboo Pavilion Residence with Huang Zhenyang.

Chen Xiong stepped forward and looked at Xu Ke. He seemed to want to say something, but in the end, he just sighed. "Take care of yourself."

"Thank you, Grandpa Chen," Xu Ke said.

Chen Xiong shook his head. After exchanging a few pleasantries with Wong Qifu and Wang Wu, he too left Bamboo Pavilion Residence.

"Alright, let's go. Uncle Wu, you stay and protect Xu Ke. Aunt Lin and I will head back on our own," Wong Qifu said.

"Yes, Miss."

Xu Ke started to object, "Uncle Wu, you don't have to..."

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