Supreme Heir Son-in-law

Chapter 302

Chapter 302: Chapter 302: Kung Fu

"Is that all you’ve got?" Xu Ke looked at the opponent’s astonished expression and spoke coldly. Originally, it was a sentence without any emotion, but with Xu Ke’s slight smirk on one side of his mouth, the sentence turned into one full of sarcasm. The man’s face turned red instantly, as if he had suffered a great humiliation.

"Don’t get too arrogant!" the man shouted loudly, trying to wrench his arm from Xu Ke’s grip to attack again. But just as he gritted his teeth and pulled, he found that Xu Ke’s hand clasped his like iron pincers. Unable to advance or retrieve his hand from Xu Ke’s grip, the atmosphere became awkward.

"Can’t pull it back?" Xu Ke held the hand that was still trying to pull away, ignoring the opponent’s struggle with a calm demeanor, and asked.

"You’re courting death!" the man tried to save face with a loud rebuke. Unable to retrieve one hand, he simply used the other to attack Xu Ke. This time, he decided not to spare Xu Ke’s face; instead, he wanted to use all his strength to pummel it flat and teach him the consequences of angering him.

Xu Ke did not retort to the man’s words but instead delivered a fierce slap with his actions to the boast the man had just made.

Xu Ke didn’t bother with the incoming punch; instead, he assumed a horse-riding stance, pulling back the hand gripping the man’s wrist while the other hand transformed into a fist like an iron bar, striking fiercely at the opponent’s abdomen.

like being hit by a strong man wielding an iron hammer. Instantly, it hurt as if being churned by a knife, causing the man to cry out in pain. A masculine baritone forcibly hit three high pitches due to the pain, so loud that it drowned out

hand restraining his opponent, letting him curl up like a

asked calmly and slowly, with the restraint and

with closed eyes, couldn’t contain their curiosity, left their spots, and gathered by Lin Mengyao’s side,

the man’s face flushed red again, unable to utter words of concession to leave. He, a proud white man, couldn’t possibly admit defeat to an Asian—never! It was

from the ground. His originally pale skin was now dotted with sweat from the earlier pain, and after rolling on the ground inelegantly, his face was streaked

Xu Ke. He first assumed a punching posture but

raised high, aiming at Xu Ke’s face—that face he once admired, now the


a kick, causing the onlookers to cover their mouths in tension, although gasps of surprise escaped from between their fingers, startling

their eyes wide open, with no one willing

again. This time, his moves were not as laid-back as before; instead, they

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