Chapter 8

Seeing that William Clark rejected him outright, a trace of sinister coldness flashed in the triangular eyes of David Clark. He said gloomily, “You don’t have to refuse so quickly. I know your Body Tempering Pill was snatched by your older brother, and now you don’t have any left. For a martial artist without a Body Tempering Pill, advancing to the third level of martial arts would take at least a dozen years. If you join us now, my young master will immediately give you a Body Tempering Pill. If you perform well, there will be even more benefits in the future. What do you think?”

As David Clark spoke, his triangular eyes fixed on William Clark. A single Body Tempering Pill costs several hundred taels of gold, and is often unavailable even if you have the money. William Clark is in urgent need of a Body Tempering Pill right now, so by offering one as a benefit, David Clark thought William Clark would surely accept his invitation.

Unfortunately, David Clark clearly didn’t understand William Clark well enough. William Clark had already refused Stephen Clark’s invitation, so how could he possibly accept his? Without even thinking, William Clark replied, “Not interested.”

William Clark’s two consecutive “not interested” responses made David Clark’s face darken. A cold glint flashed in his triangular eyes as he sneered, “William Clark, I’m sincerely inviting you. Don’t refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit.”

William Clark’s fist tensed slightly. He really wanted to smash David Clark’s ugly face with a punch, but he had just advanced to the second level of martial arts and hadn’t learned any combat techniques, so he’d likely be at a disadvantage in a fight. Considering this, William Clark had to suppress his urge to act and said calmly, “Right now, I’m only interested in martial arts. I don’t care about family matters.”

Under the shade of a tree not far away, someone suddenly chuckled and said, “David, David. William Clark doesn’t want to join us because he thinks we’re not strong enough, right? David, you should show William Clark your strength, let him feel our power and sincerity.”

As he spoke, a boy of about twelve or thirteen stepped out from under the tree. With rosy lips and white teeth, he was quite handsome and had an extraordinary bearing. Standing next to the ugly David Clark, his exceptional appearance was even more pronounced.

This boy was none other than Richard Clark, who was as famous as Stephen Clark. Like Stephen Clark, he had reached the peak of the second level of martial arts and could break through to the third level at any time.

Seeing Richard Clark appear, William Clark’s expression didn’t change, but his heart sank slightly. David Clark’s strength was at the mid-stage of the second level of martial arts, and dealing with him alone was already a headache for William Clark. Now, with the even stronger Richard Clark joining in, it would take some serious effort to get out of this situation safely today.

Chapter 0006: The Astonishing Iron Bridge Blocking the River Stance

“Hehehehehehe…” David Clark let out a strange laugh, nodded slowly, and said to Richard Clark, “Young master, you’re right. I should show off my strength and sincerity.” At this point, his sinister gaze turned to William Clark, and he said, “William Clark, since we’ve come for you, whether you’re willing or not, you have to join us.”

William Clark’s face was expressionless as he said, “And if I don’t?”

David Clark stared intently at William Clark and said without hesitation, “Let me be honest with you. Our father is currently in seclusion, and in the Clark residence, the only ones with the strength to compete for the position of family head are my young master and your brother. If you don’t join us, you’re our enemy. I won’t kill you, but I’ll cripple your cultivation. On the other hand, if you join us, there will be plenty of benefits waiting for you. The choice is yours.”

His tone was calm, but the chilling murderous intent in his words made William Clark’s pupils contract. Cultivation is a martial artist’s second life—if it’s crippled, one would be a useless person for life, worse than death. David Clark threatened to cripple his cultivation right from the start; even with William Clark’s steady temperament, he couldn’t help but burn with anger.

William Clark stared coldly at David Clark and spat out three words: “Not interested!”

Since their meeting, William Clark had already said “not interested” three times in a row, which infuriated both David Clark and Richard Clark. Richard Clark’s eyes flickered, as if deep in thought, while David Clark let out a ferocious laugh and said, “William Clark, since you’re so ungrateful, don’t blame me for being rude! I’ll turn you into a useless cripple who can’t even practice martial arts, worse than an ordinary person!”

As he spoke, David Clark moved his foot, suddenly stepping forward several paces, crossing over ten meters in the blink of an eye. A large pale yellow hand swung down toward William Clark’s head.

Although William Clark had already estimated David Clark’s strength, seeing it firsthand still made his heart skip a beat. David Clark’s speed was astonishing—he was upon him in the blink of an eye. The pale yellow hand coming down on his head carried a fierce wind; if it landed, his head would probably be smashed like a rotten watermelon.

As the large hand was about to strike, William Clark crouched slightly and raised both hands, just in time to block David Clark’s palm.

“Bang!”

William Clark took the blow, his body moving slightly as he retreated four steps. As the attacker, David Clark also took a step back, a look of surprise appearing on his ugly face.

Watching from the side, Richard Clark was also shocked. He never expected that William Clark, who had just advanced to the second level of martial arts, could actually withstand a blow from David Clark.