Chapter 44: Marcus’s Humiliation
The crowd watched with a mixture of curiosity and anticipation as Marcus approached the beam setup. His initial leap was genuinely impressive—landing on one toe with the wine glass steady in his hand, he took a deep breath as his spiritual energy concentrated around his toe, then he began. Slowly at first, then at the same speed as Master Chen, he started sliding across the beam.
"What’s going on, he seems to be... doing well," someone murmured grudgingly.
"This technique... looks quite sound."
"Perhaps we judged too quickly?" another said doubtfully.
"I.. I am sure it’s just a fluke. Just keep watching." said another still half convinced.
Marcus’s smirk grew more pronounced with each passing moment. His confidence soared with each successful movement, and Vincent could see the predatory satisfaction in his expression.
That’s right, Marcus thought with growing confidence. Now they’re seeing what real skill looks like. Ingrain it in your rotten brains—this is the difference between a warrior and your corporate performers. After this, they’ll know who the superior man is.
The first third of the beam posed no challenge. Marcus crossed it flawlessly, his confidence soaring, his smirk growing with each successful inch. Several guests looked at each other, not knowing what to say. Some nodded approvingly, while others looked embarrassed by their earlier mockery.
Marcus looked at Celia, who appeared equally surprised as everyone else, then his gaze slowly moved to Vincent and the women beside him, who were watching him intently with excited expressions. There was a gleeful look in Marcus’s eyes. Although I don’t like used goods, I am still open for a casual relationship before I get together with Celia.
Marcus didn’t know that Olivia’s intense stare and Helena’s excited eyes were because of Vincent’s earlier words. He had promised them a good show and they won’t stop until they get it.
When Marcus reached one-third of the full beam, he found himself at the same spot where Master Chen had executed his first front flip. Deciding to truly show off—and with the crowd’s attention clearly focused on him—Marcus attempted to replicate the same move that had earned Master Chen such praise. After all, if he could do it while using only one toe, that would demonstrate his vast superiority.
He jumped, his body moving forward in a graceful circle. The audience held their breath, and just as Marcus’s toe was about to touch the beam again, just as his grin was about to grow even wider—