Magic Doctor CEO Lady's Humble Husband (Fade Chen)
Chapter 1801

It was the same as before with the two martial artists; just a simple slap. Without any flashy moves, Fade just slapped at him lightly.

However, Mr. Han couldn't dodge such a move and it hit him right in the chest. Following this, he vomited blood as he flew through the air before dropping to the ground, pale.

The Hsiang family members let out a cry, then hurried over to help him up.

"How are you, Mr. Han?" Kadmiel asked.

"I won't die yet!" Mr. Han replied. He then looked at Kadmiel apologetically, "Old Master, I'm useless. I couldn't finish my mission. Please punish..."

Kadmiel waved his hand, "It's not your fault."

At this time, Fade stood with his hands behind him and snorted coldly, "Is this the ability of the so-called two aristocratic families of East Coast City? To think you were still boasting about getting revenge. To me, it seems like a waste of my time." His words were haughty and patronizing.

The members of the Qin and Hsiang family blew their tops when they heard this. Almost all of them turned red in the face, and they nearly couldn't stop themselves from charging at him. Yet, in the end, no one stepped out. Each of their expressions was terrifyingly dark.

As for the spectators, they were all deadly silent.

The people who were still boasting about how the Qin and Hsiang families could beat Fade with martial arts had all glued their mouths shut.

The rest of them exchanged looks and gossiped in low voices.

"I didn't expect Fade to be this powerful. Not only did he overwhelm the Qin and Hsiang family in business, but also in terms of martial arts."

"If this goes on, no one in East Coast City can stop Fade from rising up!"

"East Coast City's structure is changing, I feel that the big three aristocratic families will turn into a big four very soon."

The expressions of the Qin and Hsiang family members turned even more unsightly when they heard the gossip.

Fade's eyes swept over them, glancing at both of the angry family members who didn't dare come forward and he hmphed coldly, "Why are you not scramming? Are you waiting for me to beat you up?" When they heard this, they went green in the face, looking like they were about to erupt into flames.

Yaakov clenched his teeth and his eyes reddened. He glared at him, "Fade Chen, you..."

"If you're dissatisfied, come at me then. I don't mind killing another person." Fade's voice was icy and he stared frigidly at him.

Yaakov almost couldn't hold himself back, but he didn't step out in the end.

"Trash!" Fade snorted with a look of disdain.

At this moment, Kadmiel looked at Fade sullenly, "Young man, do you really think that you're so invincible and we can't do anything about you?" "Then do it!" Fade scoffed.

As if waiting for him to say so, Kadmiel turned around and spoke in a loud voice, "Master Tuan, please befall."

Gasps and shouts were heard from the crowd when they heard this. Everyone snaps their heads towards the sky.

Then, the sound of the wind howling came from afar and closed in fast on the scene.

The sound of the howling wind was so sharp that it was like a sword cutting through the sky. It was so deafening that many people couldn't help but cover their ears.

Through the howling wind, a shadow passed in a flash and landed beside the Hsiang family members. When the crowd refocused their eyes, they saw a graceful man in a long white robe. He was the famous young martial artist of East Coast City, Eckhart Zuo.

"Brother Zuo, you're here. Master Tuan..." When Yaakov saw Eckhart, he couldn't help but inquire anxiously.

Eckhart said, "Relax, Young Master Hsiang, my teacher will be here soon."

After that, Eckhart asked again, "What's the situation?"

Yaakov's face was ashen as he briefed him on the situation. When he finished, Eckhart's expression sank and he glared at Fade, "How dare this b"stard be so arrogant. In that case, I'll take care of him myself before my teacher arrives."

With that, he strode towards Fade.

When Yaakov saw this, he spoke up. Nobody knew whether his motive was to remind him kindly or to further provoke Eckhart, "Eckhart, Fade's a little mysterious and he's really powerful. He defeated the martial artists from our Hsiang family and the Qin family. If you fight him, I'm afraid..."

Eckhart had always had the utmost confidence in himself, self-proclaiming as the leading authority of the younger generation of martial artists of East Coast City. When he heard Yaakov's words, he sneered with pride, then snorted, "Thanks for the reminder, Mr. Hsiang! However, for martial artists of the same age group, no one has won against my sword."

As he spoke, there was the sound of metal scraping and Eckhart brought out a long sword. The sword's edge was so sharp that it gleamed, showing his and even Fade's reflection.

Eckhart then stood there proudly with a cold look on his face, pointing his sword at Fade.

As the wind blew, the young man stood there with a sword in hand, the wind blowing behind him. It was such a classic scene. In addition to his handsome face, many young girls were mesmerized and they started cheering for him.

"Eckhart, the white swordsman. He's so handsome."

"Eckhart for the win.."

"Eckhart, Eckhart!"

The cheers from the ladies made Eckhart smile faintly, his expression growing even more confident.

He pointed his sword at Fade, his tone haughty and frigid, "Fade Chen, I want you to be accountable for hurting my cousin, Gellert." "Are you going to kneel and repent or do you want me to attack?" Eckhart was overflowing with pride. "My sword won't return to its scabbard without drinking blood."

Fade nearly snorted when he saw Eckhart putting on airs. This kid was all bluff.

This guy's strength was only at the early stage of the Earth Level, and his ability in a fight was at most a little stronger than the two martial artists from the Qin family. However, he was definitely not on the same ability level as Mr. Han.

Despite this, the Hsiang family members didn't tell Eckhart that Fade had defeated Mr. Han. Maybe they did it on purpose so that he would fight him. If Eckhart won, that would be the best scenario.

If Eckhart was defeated, the Hsiang family would also be happy to see this. After all, he was Master Tuan's last disciple and was viewed highly by him. If Fade injured him, Sanford wouldn't let him off easily. The Hsiang family's calculations were really on point.

Eckhart was only a pawn but he had zero selfrealization. Fade found all of this rather amusing.

Eckhart frowned when he saw Fade's smirk, and asked coldly, "What are you laughing at?"

Fade replied calmly, "I'm laughing at how you are foolish and lack self-awareness. I'm laughing about how you're weak but you don't see it."

"You're... looking for death!" Eckhart yelled, furious, and he stabbed with his sword. His sword wove through the wind like a dragon, slicing through space and stabbing towards Fade.

Such a blow was full of momentum.

However, at this moment, Fade barely reached out with his right hand. His index and middle finger then gently clamped down on Eckhart's sword.

The sword was stuck in a flash, caught between Fade's fingers. Eckhart was stunned, his expression blanching. He gritted his teeth before trying to continue the attack. However, no matter how hard he tried, the sword wouldn't move a single inch.

"How could it be, you..." Not only the spectators, but Eckhart himself was also shocked, his jaw dropping to the ground.

Fade sneered at the struggling Eckhart and gently shook his head. He then gently pried with his fingers, and with a crisp sound, Eckhart's precious sword snapped in half. Due to the fact that Eckhart had overexerted his strength, his body tumbled forward.

Fade seized the opportunity and struck his chest with his palm, slamming him to the ground. Eckhart's face went pale as a sheet, and he spat out blood.