Translator: Noodletown Translated Editor: Noodletown Translated
"Qingfeng Li is so powerful. He beat Ying Zhou with one punch."
"I didnât even see how he punched. I only saw a purple after-image and Ying Zhou flew away."
"Qingfeng Li, I think I heard this name before. It was Eastern Cityâs Grand Daddy Li, extremely powerful."
The crowd started chatting after Ying Zhou was defeated easily. Some of the crowd knew people from the under world and knew about Grand Daddy Liâs name.
Everyone was looking at Qingfeng Li with shock. They didnât think they were able to witness Grand Daddy Li here.
"The True Martial Emperor Technique is definitely powerful." Qingfeng Li was expressionless on the surface, but he was extremely happy deep down.
When the elder Daoist was teaching Qingfeng Li this antique martial art, he told him that this martial art could defeat any master on a similar level easily.
Qingfeng Li could toy with his opponent if they were on the same level because this martial art trained the skin and made it harder and purer.
Of course, if Qingfeng Li met someone more powerful than him, then he would lose. But, he could still run away safely.
Iron Fist Sectâs Rock-Shattering Fist could only be considered an average ancient martial art. When compared to Qingfeng Liâs martial art, it was like heaven and earth. Thus why Ying Zhou lost so utterly.
"I remembered you told me to kneel and apologize?" Qingfeng Li walked to Ying Zhou and said, expressionless.
Even though he said it plainly, his tone was filled with killing intent. It made Ying Zhou shiver.
"Qingfeng Li, today is my fault. How about we just forget about everything today?" Ying Zhou said. There was no way he was going to kneel down and apologize.
Qingfeng Li smirked and said, "Do you really think thatâs possible? I will give you one more chance. If you donât apologize, I will eradicate your Dantian."
"Qingfeng Li, I am a pupil of the Iron Fist Sect. Are you sure you are going to fight my sect?" Ying Zhouâs face changed and threatened Qingfeng Li.
The Dantian was the most important part of an ancient martialist. It was the part that stored all of its power. If it was broken, the ancient martialist would be crippled and could never practice martial art again.
As an analogy, it would be like breaking the legs and arms of a normal person. He would be crippled forever.
"Donât threaten me with the Iron Fist Sect. I am going to break it if you donât apologize." Qingfeng Li didnât care about the Iron Fist Sect at all.
Ying Zhou didnât think that Qingfeng Li would not care about the Iron Fist Sect whatsoever.
To be honest, Ying Zhou regretted that he tried to help his father and younger brother. He didnât think he would be the one to get hurt after.
Seeing how Ying Zhou still didnât kneel, Qingfeng Li lifted up his right hand and said, "Since you are not going to kneel, I am going to break your Dantian."
"Please donât .... I will kneel..." Ying Zhou said fearfully.
Even though he lost his reputation through kneeling, he was still an ancient martial artist. No one knew what happened today except the crowd. When he got out of here, he would still be respected.
Ying Zhou wasnât stupid. After comparing the advantages and disadvantages, he thought losing his reputation was better than losing his life.
Ying Zhou kneeled down and was apologizing. Everyone was shocked by this view.
"Big brother kneeled down?" Chuang Zhouâs face was pale. His whole body was shivering in fear.
In Chuang Zhouâs mind, big brother was a pupil of Iron Fist Sect, an ancient martial artist. His big brother was his role model.
But now his role model was destroyed by Qingfeng Li. Qingfeng Li was a devil, a cruel devil.
Qingfeng Li let him go after seeing the blood was coming out of Ying Zhouâs head from kneeling. He walked out of the room and gave one look to Yijian Zhou and Chuang Zhou. This look made them kneeled on the ground with fear. Chuang Zhou even peed his pants.
Qingfeng Li covered his nose and said, "Tianci, the room is broken. Get Yijian Zhou to pay you back for the repair. He is the principle of the Martial Art School, he should be pretty wealthy.
Qingfeng Li looked at Yijian Zhou and asked, "Do you have any problems with that?"n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
"No. I will pay for the room." Yijian Zhouâs face was pale and was nodding continuously. He was scared to say no because Qingfeng Li was like a devil to him.
"Little sister Xiaoyue, letâs go. The problem is fixed." Qingfeng Li smiled and left the room with Xiaoyue Zhang.
Even though Ying Zhou was kowtowing, his eyes were filled with rage. Today was the most embarrassing day in his life and he would not forget. He was going to get people from the Iron Fist Sect to get revenge for him.
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Wolf Continent, Rain Forest.
It was a huge swamp and was filled with alligators. Multiple alligators climbed out from the swamp and the air was filled with a fearful scent.
The alligators were extremely powerful and were rushing to a man sitting around the swamp. They wanted to eat the man.
The man was largely built and was white. It was a clear contrast with the color of the swamp. He had blue eyes and blonde hair. He had the appearance of a native.
The alligators were only a meter away, but the man still didnât move. His eyes were shut, it was like he was sleeping.
The alligator at the front opened his mouth and bit towards the man. It wanted to bite off the manâs head.
The man opened his eyes and used his index finger to touch the alligatorâs head. The gatorâs head was like a balloon and was popped. It didnât even get a chance to cry before falling onto the floor.
How much power was needed to kill a gator with one finger? People would be shocked and wouldnât believe what just happened.
The man pointed multiple times and popped the remaining alligators. They all fell to the ground with a hole in their head.
The air was filled with blood and was extremely gruesome.
"Gator King, I have bad news. The Eagle King was killed by Qingfeng Li." An anxious voice sounded from behind.