The Understated Dragon Lord
Chapter 707 The Martial Arts Master

Chapter 707 The Martial Arts Master



True to form as The Perkins' heir, Down spoke with such authority it was as if he believed everyone in the world should obey him.

Daniel, of course, had no inclination to comply with Down. He picked a chicken wing, popped it in his mouth, and took a succulent bite. His defiant gesture infuriated Down.

Down could hardly contain his anger. How could a mere country boy dare to disregard his command? This lack of respect for him was also a direct insult to The Perkins family!

He bellowed, "Country bumpkin, are you deaf? Didn't you hear what I said?"

"You were talking just now? I thought you were just blowing hot air!"

Daniel's retort made Down so furious he looked about ready to breathe fire.

"Country boy, you dare say I'm spouting nonsense?"

"Yep! Isn't that what you're doing? You're not just spouting nonsense; it's coming right out of your mouth! The mouth is supposed to be for eating, but you're using it to spout nonsense! You're polluting the fresh air with your foul words!"

"You have no idea whom you're talking to!"

Done with talking, Down ordered his muscle, Black, "Teach this bumpkin a lesson. Show him how he should speak to me!"

"Yes, sir!"

Commanded by Down, Black's eyes sharpened like a hawk's as he glared at Daniel. With unassailable arrogance, he ordered, "Country boy, get down on your knees this instant. Beg for Mr. Down's forgiveness, and perhaps I might spare your life."

"Spare me?" Daniel gave Black a once-over with an amused smile. "Did you run into The Spirit Cat and get mauled, so now you're scurrying over here?"

"That was no household kitty; it was

a beast faster than a phantom! Speedier than lightning, and more

ferocious than an adult tiger-a

thousand times over! I am a Levelet

Six Martial Arts Master-do you understand what that means? couldn't land a single blow against The Spirit Cat. The moment I saw its shadow, it clawed right at my heart. Though it didn't kill me with one swipe, that strike has left my chest aching even now!"

Suddenly, Black realized his slip-up.

"FUCK! Why am I bothering to explain this to a bumpkin like you? Are you even worthy of speaking to me? I got attacked by The Spirit Cat, and now I'm raging. Since you're being so ignorant, I'll stop playing nice!"

Black clenched his fists.

Crack!

Crack-crack!

The bone-chilling sound of his knuckles echoed. A mosquito flying by was jolted by the sound of his flexing, its wings snapped mid-flight, plummeting to the ground.

That was the ability of a martial arts master-a Level Six Martial Arts Master. Merely tightening his fists could kill even a mosquito flying by, such was the ferocity of his aura.

A Level Six Martial Arts Master's body was infused with special, mighty energy. He had an energy shield that kept his clothes perpetually free of dust and repelled insects.

"Die!" Black bellowed, cocking his fist and hurtling it towards Daniel's face. His punch was as swift as lightning and as heavy as a freight train.