Smashing the flying car down with one punch.
Such a scene was truly shocking.
After a brief silence, the club was in an uproar as they looked at Luo Liang in bewilderment.
"When did a Level 1 Martial Artist have this kind of power?"
"Didn't he say he became a Super recently? That's too fake. "
"Martial Artist is such a rubbish profession, how could it be …"
Harris, who was healing in the corner, had a face full of doubts as his eyes almost fell to the ground.
Puff!
Harris spat out a mouthful of blood. Even when he was injured by Yoo Jun, he did not spit out blood.
He had always looked down on Martial Artists because of the nobility of the Mage profession. The heavy blow of reality made it difficult for him to calm down.
After the flying car landed, sparks flickered as it swayed a few times.
Fortunately, it did not explode.
Luo Liang was secretly relieved. He could not afford to pay for this car.
"Bastard! You dare to smash my beloved car … "
Yoo Jun was furious.
"Little brother, you didn't lose anything this time."
Luo Liang coughed dryly as he tried to set up a trap. Let's bury the hatchet and not mention the loss of money.
"Uh, your car is equal to the loss of several of our cars. Isn't it a profit?"
What f * cking no loss!
Yoo Jun's veins were throbbing as his eyes were about to burst into flames.
He had just obtained this flying car not long ago and had not even shown it off for a few days before it was smashed by Luo Liang.
"Smashing my car, I'll cripple you!"
Yoo Jun's voice was cold.
Whoosh!
His figure flashed as he urged his ability talent to erupt with a greater speed than before.
The fist was about to hit him, and there was a faint roar in the air.
Yoo Jun's ability was to increase speed and explosiveness. The power of this punch was enough to crush the Boxing King on Earth.
In Luo Liang's senses, this punch was indeed fast, but he could see it very clearly.
Bang!
Luo Liang operated the "Qilin Dragon Scripture" and condensed True Qi in his palm, easily blocking this punch.
On the other hand, Yoo Jun felt that this punch had hit a tank.
Hiss!
He suddenly felt a sharp pain in his arm. His body was like a piece of paper as he was pushed back a few meters. He barely managed to stop himself from falling.
"How could a mere martial artist …"
Yoo Jun's heart trembled.
Espers were the strongest profession in the early stages.
A body strengthening type like him was even more powerful and could crush martial artists of the same level.
"Haha! The dignified young master of the Liu Family, with his strengthening-type ability, can't beat a beginner martial artist who has just entered the sect? "
The members of the club jeered.
"Activate!"
Yoo Jun's face was filled with anger as he pushed his Arcana to the extreme.
Creak creak!
All the muscles in his body trembled and his bones cracked. His limbs were pulled up into the air.
"This is an enhanced form!" Luo Xiaoqian's expression changed.
When strengthening-type Arcanists entered their strengthened form, their combat power would at least double.
However, this state could not be maintained for long as there would be side effects.
Roar!
At this moment, Yoo Jun's entire body was emitting explosive power, as if he had transformed into a giant leopard, causing people's hearts to tremble.
The air was piercing.
Yoo Jun's figure disappeared from where he stood.
The next moment, he appeared above Luo Liang's head and blasted out a thunderous punch.
Such a fast speed gave Luo Liang a fright.
He was so scared that he used all his strength.
Whoosh!
Luo Liang's fist and arm swelled a little, condensing a layer of faint blue qilin patterns, like a qilin's arm, faintly exuding an ancient pressure.
The two fists collided.
Luo Liang was like an ancient qilin beast, while Yoo Jun was like a little leopard.
Boom! Crack!
Yoo Jun was like a ball, flying more than ten meters away, his entire arm directly fractured.
"Am I hallucinating? An enhanced form Arcanist was actually killed by a martial artist with one punch! "
"When did martial artists become so strong?"
The members of the club were all dumbfounded and found it hard to believe.
"His punch just now seemed to have the aura of an ancient martial artist."
Luo Xiaoqian frowned slightly and murmured.
Her vision was higher, and she did not think that martial artists were mediocre like the outside world.
Plop!
Yoo Jun fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood.
Beep beep!
Yoo Jun activated his intelligent wristwatch and said in a low voice, "Uncle Cheng …"
"Yoo Jun, you can't win, so you're calling for reinforcements?"
Luo Xiaoqian said with disdain.
"We can't win in a one-on-one fight, but we're not afraid if you call for reinforcements."
The members of the club walked over.
Many of them made phone calls.
But the first to arrive was a police flying car.
"What's the situation here?"
A few patrolling officers walked over and scanned the scene.
"Officer Zheng, that was a normal spar between Supers. There were no casualties."
Someone in the club knew the patrolling officers and negotiated.
"It's just a spar between Supers. This is not under our jurisdiction."
The officers did not want to be nosy.
These officers were responsible for the security of ordinary people.
As for matters between Supers, they were under the jurisdiction of the Supers Administration or the Supers Association.
"Wait!"
A middle-aged man in a suit called out to the officers.
"Uncle Cheng."
Yoo Jun stood up with the help of the middle-aged man and stared at Luo Liang with eyes full of hatred.
"Luo Liang, you have to be careful."
Luo Xiaoqian lowered her voice. "Uncle Cheng is Yoo Jun's bodyguard. He's a Level 2 Xiantian Martial Artist …"
"What else do you want? The matters between Supers are not under our jurisdiction."
One of the officers said.
Uncle Cheng handed over a name card and smiled. "We're not looking into the matter of injuries from the spar, but Young Master Liu's car was smashed. This matter is under your jurisdiction, right?"
The leader of the police officers took the business card and was shocked. Then, he was filled with respect.
"If it's a car that was smashed, it's indeed under our jurisdiction."
One of the officers nodded.
It was not that they were afraid of power. They were indeed doing their job.
"Who smashed the flying car?"
The police officer looked at the big hole in the flying car, his heart trembling, but he braced himself and said.
"It's him."
Yoo Jun stared at Luo Liang fiercely.
"Brat! Do you know how much my car cost? Six million Star Coins! "
Six million!
The faces of the people in the club changed.
"Even if you sell everything you have, you won't be able to afford it! Just wait to eat jail food. "
Yoo Jun was in a good mood.
There was no need to use his family's power. He could make Luo Liang pay a heavy price by going through the normal legal procedures.
"Compensate? Sure. "
Luo Liang was calm and unhurried. He was all smiles.
Yoo Jun was stunned. Could it be that this brat was also a rich second generation and could really afford it?
"However, you have to show evidence. Which eye of yours saw me smashing the car? "
Luo Liang laughed.
En?
Everyone in the club, including Yoo Jun, felt that something was wrong.
Luo Liang's words sounded familiar.
I remember now!
First, Luo Liang wanted Yoo Jun to pay for the damage to the car.
Yoo Jun's tone was exactly like that.
You want me to pay?
Show me evidence!
Which eye of yours saw me causing the damage?
Yoo Jun was startled and soon laughed out loud, "Brat, you want to learn from me? You're still too inexperienced! "
He whispered something to Uncle Cheng.
Uncle Cheng nodded and immediately entered the damaged flying car and took out a device.
"Damn!"
"Yoo Jun has a dashcam in the car."
The people in the club reacted and were worried about Luo Liang.
The dashcam must have recorded the process of Luo Liang smashing the car.
"Haha! The dashcam has a record. This is irrefutable evidence. Don't try to quibble … "
Yoo Jun's face was full of pride as he turned on the dashcam.
"Who are you trying to fool?"
Luo Liang didn't seem to care.
"Luo Liang, you don't have to force yourself. If you can't afford it, I'll find a way to help you pay."
Luo Xiaoqian comforted him.
At this time, no matter how Luo Liang tried to force himself, he couldn't change the fact.
"Hey! What's going on … "
Liu Jun held the driving record in his hand and exclaimed in surprise.
Uncle Cheng and a police officer also checked the dashcam.
They checked it once, twice, thrice …
"This … how come it's gone?"
Yoo Jun's face was ashen. No matter how they searched, there was no record of Luo Liang smashing the car.
"Could it be that the violent vibration damaged the chip's record?"
Uncle Cheng also felt that the matter was strange.
He immediately discussed with the police officer to check the records of the nearby surveillance cameras.
"No problem."
A police officer took out a device and called up the nearby surveillance cameras.
Ten minutes later.
Yoo Jun and Uncle Cheng's faces became embarrassed.
"There's no scene of smashing the car in the surveillance," the police officer said.
"There's no satellite record either."
At this time, Uncle Cheng's intelligent wristwatch received a message.
Previously, he had used his family's power to call up the satellite images, but there was still no record of Luo Liang smashing the car.
The atmosphere on the scene fell into inexplicable strangeness.
If it was said.
The dashcam didn't record it, it was a coincidence.
The surveillance didn't record it, it was a bit fake.
As a result, even the satellite didn't have the relevant record.
As if Luo Liang's existence was a ghost, no equipment could see it.
Hiss!
Everyone present couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air, almost raising the surrounding temperature by a few degrees.
Everyone's gaze toward Luo Liang changed.
Uncle Cheng's face was extremely dignified, cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and he looked deeply at Luo Liang.
There was an inexplicable awe in his eyes.
There weren't many fools present, but many smart people.
It was impossible to directly ignore the entire Cerulean's smart brain monitoring without a background.
"Could it be …"
Several police officers looked at each other and thought of a possibility.
They were in awe and saluted Luo Liang, but without saying a word, they drove away in the police car.
Yoo Jun's figure staggered, his face was ashen.
He realized that this time, he kicked an iron plate.