Gao Wu: You broke off the engagement at my 100th birthday banquet, do you dare take my punch?

Liu Ming'en's body was surrounded by fluctuations of qi and blood. His body, which was over ninety years old, seemed to have been rejuvenated. His movements were as fast as a leopard. His qi and blood, which weighed nearly three thousand jin, exploded with astonishing power!

however.

Qin Changsheng simply stood still.

Facing the punch, he neither dodged nor avoided it; his weathered yet clear eyes stared straight at Liu Ming'en.

call--

As the force of the punch dissipated, Liu Ming'en's fist stopped just inches away from his face.

Liu Ming'en was taken aback.

He didn't expect that Qin Changsheng would not dodge or avoid him, but would keep his eyes fixed on him, as if... all his thoughts were exposed under the other's hawk-like gaze!

"Hmph, you old scoundrel, you really are no different from a piece of trash!"

"With a casual punch from me, you wouldn't even have time to react. Someone like you, coming to the Tribunal with me, will only lead to your death!"

Liu Ming'en snorted coldly. He had made a move to test the waters, but Qin Changsheng's gaze made him somewhat uneasy. He withdrew his fist, turned around, and said, "Liu family members, clear the way for me to the Martial Arts Tribunal!"

"yes!!"

……

……

Martial Arts Tribunal.

Dengdengdeng-

Several spotlights were turned on, and beams of light converged on the square arena, which was 100 meters long and wide. Qin Changsheng and Liu Ming'en stood facing each other, ten meters apart.

Liu Ming'en was dressed in a white martial arts uniform. He was tall and strong and looked like a martial artist in his prime, rather than an elderly man nearing 100 years old.

In contrast, Qin Changsheng...

He wore a loose black robe, his figure was slightly hunched, and his face was expressionless.

Comparing the two.

Sit down!

"That old bastard from the Qin family actually dares to step onto the arena?"

"Hmph, he's not senile, is he? Does he think Grandpa's millions of dollars worth of recovery injections were for nothing?"

"The Qin family was delusional, trying to curry favor with Miss Ruyan; they deserved this fate!"

The stands on both sides of the arena were packed with people from the Liu family, and the younger generation made no attempt to hide their loud mockery.

On the Qin family's side, only Qin Yan, a junior member, was watching.

On the arena.

Liu Ming'en grinned maliciously at Qin Changsheng: "You old bastard, don't blame me for not showing any mercy. I'll give you a chance now. If you kneel down and kowtow to me three times, I might spare your life out of consideration for our past relationship!"

He said.

boom--

He stomped his right foot on the ground, and his blood and qi surged instantly, transforming into an invisible wave that spread outwards. His white martial arts uniform moved without wind, and his sleeves fluttered loudly.

"The patriarch is truly awe-inspiring! This surge of qi and blood is probably already very close to the second-grade realm!"

"Qin Changsheng, you old fool, still won't admit defeat?"

"The mere Qin family dares to oppose my Liu family? Are you perhaps an old bastard who's tired of living?"

Seeing Liu Ming'en's imposing manner, the younger members of the Liu family joined in, loudly mocking him.

Only Liu Ruyan sat alone at the highest point of the viewing platform, silent, her eyes fixed on Qin Changsheng, lost in thought.

Below her seat.

In the spectator stands on the Liu family's side, people from various martial arts schools in Jiangnan City were also seated. It was clear that the Liu family had invited reporters to take photos and broadcast the event live, in order to completely humiliate the Qin family.

"Noisy."

Qin Changsheng frowned slightly, his gaze sweeping across the entire room with utter indifference.

The words were spoken in an instant.

His aura flashed by, followed by a chilling, murderous intent!

The Liu family members who were still shouting on the viewing platform fell silent in an instant, feeling as if they had a fishbone stuck in their throats. The sarcastic words that were on the tip of their tongues could no longer be uttered.

"Bloodline suppression?!"

Liu Ruyan's pupils suddenly contracted. Just now, the fluctuations in Qin Changsheng's blood and qi appeared extremely abruptly and then disappeared in an instant, but in that very short time, she felt a suppression of her bloodline: "Impossible... I have a Saint-grade bloodline, how could a dying man suppress me? Illusion! It must be an illusion!"

Just now.

A voice rang out from the referee's stand: "Begin."

The sound faded away.

brush--

Dressed in a white martial arts uniform, Liu Ming'en stomped heavily on the ground, his figure like a white rainbow, and launched a sneak attack on Qin Changsheng the moment the sound fell!

"So fast!"

"Apart from not having tempered his bones, his qi and blood, as well as his speed, have all reached the second-grade level!"

Qin Yan, watching from the stands, felt a chill run down his spine: "The restoration needles worth millions are indeed powerful. Liu Ming'en used to be only at the first-grade realm, but after just one needle, even I might not be his match. I wonder what my grandfather will do..."

All I saw was...

In the blink of an eye, Liu Ming'en had already rushed in front of Qin Changsheng, and with a swing of his fist the size of a sandbag, he aimed straight for the latter's vital point in the chest.

"Too slow."

Qin Changsheng uttered two words expressionlessly, and then, to the astonishment of the other party, casually took a step back, narrowly avoiding the opponent's punch.

"What?!"

Liu Ming'en's pupils trembled violently. He hadn't held back at all, unleashing his nearly three thousand jin of qi and blood to its limit, still seizing the initiative to launch a sneak attack. Yet, this punch didn't even touch the hem of Qin Changsheng's clothes.

"A coincidence, it must be a coincidence!"

His eyes narrowed, and he sneered, "You old fool, stop playing tricks! Die!"

talking.

Liu Ming'en unleashed his inner energy once more, his fists raining down on Qin Changsheng like a storm.

however.

Qin Changsheng moved with the ease of a stroll, his movements seemingly unhurried yet perfectly timed, dodging Liu Ming'en's rain of punches. He even had the leisure to comment on his opponent's attacks: "All speed, no technique whatsoever. Three thousand jin of qi and blood, yet you can't even unleash the full effect of fifteen hundred jin. Is this how I taught you boxing when you were under my tutelage?"

"Shut up!!"

Liu Ming'en's eyes were bloodshot. Being repeatedly mocked and ridiculed by his opponent had completely consumed his anger and made him lose his reason. "You old bastard, who do you think you are, daring to criticize me? If you've got the guts, let's exchange a punch fair and square!"

"OK."

A mocking smile appeared on Qin Changsheng's lips.

Just then.

Liu Ming'en threw a punch at his face, and Qin Changsheng raised his hand and threw a punch back.

His punch seemed to come out later, but it arrived first. Before Liu Ming'en could react, he felt a terrifying force, like a mountain collapsing, rushing towards him from his arm!

Bang--!!

With a muffled thud, an invisible shockwave erupted from the point where the two fists collided, spreading outwards in all directions!

Followed by.

The spectators saw Liu Ming'en's body fly backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground and leaving a trail of blood nearly twenty meters long on the smooth arena floor!

"Cough cough—"

Liu Ming'en coughed violently, his eyes wide and bloodshot, staring intently at Qin Changsheng: "You...no, it's impossible..."

Qin Changsheng withdrew his fist expressionlessly and looked indifferently at Liu Ming'en: "Years ago, I saved your life. Since you didn't cherish this life, then today..."

"I will take it back myself."