"That line, it seems like I should be the one asking you that." Ye Qiu didn't even glance at Han Yu and casually retorted, "Do you believe I can flick you away with just one finger?"

The question left Han Yu stunned for a moment, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot.

For how many years has it been since anyone dared to speak to him like this?

And with such disdain for him.

Does this idiot not know the meaning of the word 'death'?

Haha, today I must give him a hard lesson!

"Ha, you've got guts. If that's the case, I'll make you pay." Han Yu's lips curled into a cruel smile.

At this moment, the surrounding crowd was drawn to the commotion here.

"Damn, who is this guy? He actually dares to provoke Han Yu? He's courting death!"

"He's really tired of living. Doesn't he know Han Yu is a descendant of the Baji Fist?"

"Sigh, this guy is doomed. There's no way he's leaving here today without a broken arm or leg."

The sympathetic stares all fell flush on Ye Qiu.

"Sigh, this idiot." Wu Hen also secretly sighed, already imagining Ye Qiu's miserable fate.

As for Feng Wei, his gaze was filled with resentment, fearing that Ye Qiu might further anger Han Yu, causing Han Yu to come back and beat him up again.

"Haha!" Just when almost everyone didn't think highly of Ye Qiu, Ye Qiu let out a light chuckle and said, "It seems like everyone around here holds your strength in high regard. In that case, why don't you try flicking me with one finger and see if you can send me flying."

"What an idiot, I'll flick you to death with one finger!"

Han Yu was extremely arrogant, looking down on Ye Qiu in the least; he immediately poked a finger towards Ye Qiu's brow, thinking this would cause the idiot in front of him to get a concussion.

However, just as he was filled with such fantasies, Ye Qiu swiftly waved his right arm and grabbed his finger.

In the next instant, Han Yu's finger was abruptly frozen in place.

His expression changed.

It became extremely unsightly.

Han Yu clearly felt a strong force that prevented his finger from moving forward at all.

"Damn it!" In an instant, he realized he had kicked an iron plate.

However, before Han Yu could react, Ye Qiu exerted a little force with his right hand, producing a cracking sound, breaking Han Yu's finger, "Haha, I really hate when others point a finger at my head. This is what happens."

"You!" Han Yu's face turned completely red, his facial muscles twitching repeatedly, and the entire person was about to explode with anger.

His finger, actually broken by someone!

He was clearly a descendant of the Baji Fist, with strength and status, and today, someone broke his finger?

And it was broken in front of everyone!

"Damn it, I'm going to kill you!" The more Han Yu thought about it, the angrier he got, quickly losing his reason, and after a burst of roaring, he was going to punch Ye Qiu.

But at this moment, Ye Qiu casually flicked out a finger.

Directly pointing at Han Yu's brow.

Immediately, Han Yu felt like his head had been struck by a giant stone, with a blank mind buzzing fiercely, and the whole person, like a kite with a broken string, was uncontrollably sent flying backward.

Two seconds later, with a thud, Han Yu landed directly in the middle of the river, becoming a drowned rat.

Afterward, the entire area fell silent!

The surrounding crowd had already withdrawn their previous sympathetic gazes, replaced by immense shock!

Shock to the extreme!

Shocked to the point they could barely believe it was real!

A full half a minute of silence ensued before the crowd suddenly erupted.

"Holy shit, did I see that right? Han Yu was actually flicked away by someone with one finger."

"My god, who is that exactly? How could he be so strong?"

"Too terrifying; earlier I thought he was talking nonsense because he was drunk, but I didn't expect he actually flicked Han Yu away with one finger."

With exclamations echoing everywhere, everyone fixed Ye Qiu with gazes filled with shock and admiration.

Just as the crowd wondered who Ye Qiu was, suddenly, excited cries rose from the crowd again.

"Damn, it's him, it's him!"

"It's that person from the video, the master who can walk on water!"

"Can't believe he actually showed up!"

"God, God! Please sign an autograph, you're simply my idol!"

"God, I'm so worshipful of you, please take a picture with me!"

"God, please sign! I'm your fan and would like to be your apprentice!"

Ye Qiu was recognized, and instantly, a large crowd swarmed over like moths to a flame, asking for autographs, photos, and even begging to be taught.

Almost simultaneously, on the other side, Wu Hen and Feng Wei were taken aback again, looking at each other, taking a long time to come back to their senses.

"Feng Wei, did you hear what they just said? Song Fei's brother-in-law is that master who can walk on water."

"And, did you see, the Han Yu who could knock us down with a single move was flicked away by him with one finger, actually flicked away, and in a flash, Han Yu became a drowned rat."

Wu Hen stared wide-eyed at Ye Qiu, repeatedly mumbling.

"I saw it, of course, I saw it." Feng Wei nodded vigorously, his eyes filled with twinkling stars, "I really didn't expect to see that master today, a real master, walking on water!

This guy is simply amazing; if he's willing to give a word of advice, I'd polish his shoes while kneeling!"

"This is trouble; we mocked him earlier, we're really in trouble now." Wu Hen suddenly remembered the mocking words about Ye Qiu earlier, and his face turned ashen.

"Ah!!!" Feng Wei also let out a desperate scream.

As for Ye Qiu, he didn't take the belittlement from Wu Hen and Feng Wei to heart. In his view, martial artists always respect strength. When you don't showcase your true strength, being looked down upon is normal, and there's no need to dwell on it.

The most pressing issue now was that he was feeling frustrated with the crazy crowd surrounding him for autographs and photos.

Wasn't he just casually practising some fist moves by the river? Was it necessary to cause such a fuss?

Ye Qiu didn't like becoming some sort of celebrity and had no interest in signing autographs, so without further thought, he pushed through the crowd and quickly slipped away.

"Brother-in-law!" Seeing Ye Qiu leave, Song Fei immediately sprinted after him without a word.

"God, don't go, God! I know I was wrong!"

"God, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have underestimated you earlier, please accept my apology and my reverence!"

Wu Hen and Feng Wei shouted hoarsely, chasing frantically after him!

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