The Rise of David
Copyright© 2025 by RichXpower
Chapter 56: Loser
Even in the face of Francis, Steven’s mentor, Tommy narrowed his eyes and uttered fearlessly, “There’s no need for Mr. Chance to show up. You can come at me!”
Ever since he consumed the enhancement pill, he had wanted to try out his skills.
“Come at you? Who are you to talk to my mentor like that? If I had wanted to target you, I wouldn’t have asked him to come. I’m more than enough for the likes of you.”
Steven wore an expression of disdain. In his eyes, Tommy was nothing but a loser.
“David, you’ve been bullying the Crimson Dragon Gang when our leader wasn’t around. Are you prepared to die now that he’s back?” Felix glared at David as he could not wait to settle the scores with the latter.
David merely sneered at him.
“I’m not afraid of your gang leader anymore. I will have all of you down on your knees, begging me for mercy today!” Tommy roared, throwing a punch toward Steven.
The grudge between him and Steven had been long-standing since he was constantly pounded by the latter. As his abilities had increased immensely after taking the enhancement pill, he was no longer afraid of him.
“That’s egotistical of a mere loser,” Steven spat. He then parted his feet slightly, planning to use his Impenetrable Skill to receive Tommy’s punch head-on.
He was not worried about that punch in the slightest because he knew Tommy’s abilities well enough.
Bang!
Tommy’s punch slammed into Steven’s abdomen.
A tremendous force hit Steven like a ton of bricks.
As though a massive wave hit him, he flew backward.
Blood spurted from his mouth when Steven was in midair. He then fell onto the ground with a loud thud.
Terror and disbelief filled his eyes. In his opinion, it was unthinkable for Tommy’s abilities to rise that quickly in just a few days.
Upon seeing how Steven was blown away by a single punch, Francis frowned, and his eyes gleamed with venom.
Looking at his fist, Tommy let out a hearty laugh.
“Steven, now you know how strong I am. Well, if anyone isn’t reconciled to the defeat, come at me!”
“You’re shameless!” Francis harrumphed. “Carter, teach him a lesson.”
“Yes, Sir!” A man in his thirties stepped forward.
Seeing that Carter was a young man, Tommy wore a look of disdain and taunted, “Steven couldn’t even beat me, and yet, you’re sending this young man to his death. I’ll have you guys know your highly praised Impenetrable Skill is nothing in front of absolute power.”
The underground king was inflated with ego after he sent Steven flying with a single punch.
David, who had been observing the entire scene, shook his head slightly.
“Tommy, you’re no match for him. Step down!” he said, walking out from behind.
Steven had eyes like saucers at David’s appearance. Suppressing the pain in his body by clenching his teeth, he turned to tell Francis. “Mr. Yancey, that’s him!”
The creases between Francis’ brows deepened after he took a gander at David.
“So young?”
He had expected the said Mr. Chance to be someone around his age since the latter was highly skilled in martial arts and was even addressed respectfully by Tommy. Therefore, it was out of his expectations that the man turned out to be so young.
Disappointment flashed across his eyes. Francis had wanted to exchange blows with David but gave up on the idea after meeting the latter.
When Steven caught the disappointment in his eyes, he hurriedly explained, “Mr. Yancey, that guy might be young, but he’s strong.”
“Shut up!”
Francis shot him a death glare.
“I don’t think they’re strong, but it’s just you that’s weak. You’ve slacked off in your training, causing your abilities to deteriorate. From now on, you’re no longer my disciple. I can’t bear the humiliation.”
There’s no way I’ll believe that a young man in his twenties can be powerful. Steven’s skills must have regressed. Otherwise, a single punch from Tommy couldn’t have sent him flying!
Steven dared not speak another word. He had spent hundreds of millions to be Francis’ disciple, an average disciple at that. With no strong ties to the latter, he could be forsaken easily. He could not be compared to the four young men in front of him. They were Francis’ favorite disciples.
“Mr. Chance, I sent Steven flying with just a punch. How am I no match for this guy?” Tommy refused to believe that he was inferior to Carter.
“You can try fighting him if you don’t believe me,” David remarked casually with a smile.
It’s not a bad thing for Tommy to taste defeat, or else he will think he’s invincible after taking the enhancement pill. That won’t do him good in the future.
“All right. Keep your eyes on me, Mr. Chance!”
At once, Tommy dashed to Carter, drawing back his fist to throw a punch.
That time around, he packed a hefty punch with force equivalent to half a thousand pounds.
One hit from it would cause the party on the receiving end to be flattened into a patty.
However, Carter managed to dodge his strike and reappeared at his side.
Tommy’s eyes widened in shock. In one swift motion, he hastily turned around and sent another punch in Carter’s direction.
With a sneer, Carter raised his leg and landed a kick directly to Tommy’s midriff, sending him staggering a few steps back.
While terror washed over Tommy, Carter showed no intention to halt.
As Tommy struggled to regain his footing, he took the opportunity to slam his fist onto his opponent’s temple.
Tommy was still backpedaling uncontrollably. Even though he spotted Carter’s punch coming at him, it was too late. He could not get his arms up fast enough to defend.
David’s expression hardened, and a murderous look flitted across his eyes.
Only a few exchanges of blows were required to determine the winner, yet Carter was planning to kill Tommy, not to mention he was attempting to do it right in front of him. There was no way David would sit on his hands and let that happen.
Whoosh!
With a mere flick of his finger, the button on his shirt shot toward Carter like a bullet.
Carter’s heart was in his mouth when the sound of something cutting through the air rang close to his ear. He immediately took a step back. Although he successfully dodged the button, Tommy had made use of the opening and slipped away.
“Brat, how dare you sneak up on me?”
Carter was boiling with rage as he bolted toward David.
“You talk too much.”
Narrowing his eyes, David slammed his fist into Carter’s abdomen.
Following a loud thud, Carter felt waves of pain stemming from his midsection. Tasting blood in his mouth, he tried to keep it down, but the urge to heave was too strong. A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and amid them were pieces of organs.
Horror struck Carter as he pointed at David, trying to say something but his mouthful of blood stopped him.
Thud!
Carter’s body fell to the ground. The light in his eyes soon dimmed.
Tommy gulped at the brutal sight. His arrogance from earlier was gone, replaced with a haggard look as he stood behind David.
“Carter!”
Francis rushed to Carter with a look of grief when he saw his disciple had died.
“How dare you kill my disciple! I’ll chop you into a million pieces,” the elderly man spat through gritted teeth and glared at David venomously.
“So only your disciple is allowed to kill my man, but not the other way around? You are so domineering,” David taunted, ignoring Francis’ threat.
“Brat, you have the right to be arrogant since you’ve reached the pinnacle of internal energy at such a young age. But heed my words that arrogance will bring you trouble. You have to know that there are many people in this world, so there’s always someone better and stronger than you. Since you’re talented in martial arts, become my disciple, and I’ll let the matter of you killing my disciple—”
“Please. Look at yourself in the mirror first. You don’t deserve to be my mentor,” David interrupted and spat at Francis before the latter could finish speaking.
Francis was bewildered by his rejection.
After all, countless people wished to become his disciple. Some were even willing to spend hundreds of millions, but he did not take up their offers. David, however, showed only disdain in response to his invitation.
The elderly man’s expression darkened. “Brat, I’ve given you a chance, but you’re the one who didn’t take it. You’ve dug a grave for yourself.”
“Kill him!” he barked.
His remaining three disciples instantly went up and encircled David. Tommy, on the other hand, ran away, but he did not do it because he was afraid of dying. Instead, he knew he could not be of help to David, so he did not want to be a burden.
David’s expression was blank as he scanned the trio surrounding him. They did not concern him even in the slightest bit.
“If you’re so eager to lose a few more disciples, I’ll be glad to grant your wish!”
As soon as he said so, he pushed his palm outward casually. The motion might seem gentle, but it was powerful. Waves of spiritual energy flowed from within his body.
Boom!
A ripple formed in the air as though a rock had fallen into a lake.
Fear filled the eyes of Francis’ disciples. Their bodies were thrown backward before they could even manage to utter a single word.
Unlike Carter, they did not even writhe, for they lay motionlessly right after hitting the ground.
“This...”
Shocked by the turn of events, Francis paled.
Steven, who was hiding at the side, began trembling with fear. He regretted coming over to take revenge on David.
“Was that the pinnacle of internal energy you were saying earlier?” David asked while shooting Francis a mocking look.
An awkward expression took over Francis’ face. His heart began racing.
Never in his wildest dreams did he expect someone as young as David to reach the level of a Grandmaster. He had no one to blame but his misjudgment.
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