“Even if Logan Clark is a remarkable talent, so what? In front of the young lady, any so-called outstanding youth must bow their head!” the maid said flatteringly.

Evelyn Sullivan didn’t speak, but the slight curl of her lips revealed her current mood.

“Logan Clark, let me, Leon Rowe, teach you a lesson!” A young man suddenly leapt onto the stage from below.

Bang!

Before he could even steady himself, Logan Clark had already kicked out, sending the man flying off the stage even faster.

The people below quickly moved aside, and with a smack, the man landed hard. But although Logan Clark’s kick looked powerful, he had used a clever technique, so Leon Rowe wasn’t hurt at all. He rolled up to his feet and shouted angrily, “You despicable scoundrel, how dare you launch a sneak attack!”

Everyone’s attention was immediately drawn to Leon Rowe’s accusation. No one expected that even with a sneak attack, could a second-level postnatal martial artist really succeed against a fourth-level one?

Logan Clark looked arrogant, snorted, and said, “If you’re going to compete on stage, you’d better be ready to fight. Do you expect your enemy to exchange names with you and politely say ‘please’ before making a move?”

Everyone was left speechless. In real combat, there’s no such thing as fairness. Although Logan Clark’s words were a bit of sophistry, they made sense.

“Remember, the one who defeated you is Keith Thompson—!” Another figure jumped onto the stage, but before he could finish speaking, Logan Clark kicked him down as well. This kick was even heavier than the last, leaving the man clutching his stomach and sweating in pain.

“I have no interest in knowing the names of random nobodies!” Logan Clark said arrogantly.

He didn’t leave the stage; instead, he made a mocking gesture and swept his gaze disdainfully over the crowd below.

“So arrogant!” Yet another person jumped onto the stage, but met the same fate—kicked off in an instant.

One after another, after seven more people were kicked off the stage, everyone’s expressions grew serious.

Although Logan Clark might have been accused of sneak attacks at first, the later challengers were all prepared, yet they were still kicked off by Logan Clark! And all ten of them were fourth-level postnatal martial artists. If Logan Clark was only at the second level, how could he succeed in ten consecutive sneak attacks?

Could it be that this so-called useless young master isn’t useless at all, but has been hiding his strength, waiting for a chance to amaze everyone? But that doesn’t make sense—he’s the grandson of Nathan Clark, not some nobody. Why would he need to hide his strength?

Ah! Could it be that Nathan Clark has succeeded in breaking through to the innate realm? It’s said that an innate realm expert has heaven-defying abilities, and turning a martial artist with poor talent into a fifth or sixth-level postnatal expert is no big deal!

At this thought, everyone felt uneasy. An innate realm expert means invincibility! Could it be that from now on, White Poplar Town will belong to the Lin family?

Seeing no one else challenge him, Logan Clark laughed loudly and said, “Since no one dares to challenge me, just bring me the prize. Even though it’s just a piece of worthless scrap metal, I’ll still take it since it’s the champion’s reward!”

Hearing this, everyone was even more furious. If Tianluo Molybdenum Gold is just scrap metal, then what counts as a treasure? This guy is too much—he’s clearly insulting everyone on purpose!

“Logan Clark, I didn’t expect you to be hiding so much!” Simon Thompson of the Li family clasped his hands behind his back and slowly stepped onto the stage. In the history of White Poplar Town, none of the three great families had ever produced an innate realm expert, and he didn’t believe Nathan Clark could achieve this either. He thought Logan Clark had just been hiding his abilities all along.

“Such nonsense!” Logan Clark, imitating a playboy for the first time, was a bit awkward, but he beckoned with a finger, “To deal with you, one hand is enough!”

“So arrogant!”

“Simon Thompson may not be the top expert among the younger generation of the Li family, but he’s one of the best. It’s said he’s already at the peak of the sixth postnatal level and could break into the Exploding Qi Realm at any time!”

“Haha, he’s brought disaster on himself—he’s in for it now!”

“Serves such an arrogant guy right!”

“Seventh Young Master, teach him a good lesson!”

The people below certainly thought Logan Clark was arrogant, and Simon Thompson was so angry his chest was heaving. He glared coldly at Logan Clark: “You’ll pay the price for your arrogant words!”

Whoosh!

Simon Thompson pushed off with his feet, his figure darting out like lightning. A flash of silver appeared, and a gleaming longsword was suddenly in his hand, thrusting swiftly at Logan Clark.

Logan Clark didn’t back down at all. He clenched his right fist and met the attack head-on, his fist striking the sword again and again with muffled, ear-shaking thuds.

After more than ten moves, the two were actually evenly matched!

At this point, Evelyn Sullivan, Douglas Clark, and the others all looked serious, and even those who had been cheering for Simon Thompson gradually fell silent.

“Hmph, cultivation level doesn’t equal strength!” Simon Thompson said coldly. “You may be at the sixth postnatal level like me, but strength is dead, people are alive! Logan Clark, let me show you the Li family’s Sonic Pattern Sword Technique!”