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

boom--! ! !

There was a muffled sound.

Like a vicious dog snatching food, Lin Dahai pounced on the ground, smashing a piece of wooden floorboard to pieces. He struggled to get up, but found that the excruciating pain throughout his body made him unable to move at all!

"One last time."

Qin Changsheng stopped and said in a calm but unquestionable tone, "Release Qin Wen, or after today, the name Tianyuan Martial Arts Academy will no longer exist in Jiangnan City."

"you--"

Lin Dahai struggled to turn over and slumped down in a pile of rubble, looking at Qin Changsheng as if he were looking at a monster.

now.

He has come to his senses.

The Qin Changsheng in front of him seemed unremarkable, but his strength... was far beyond his reach.

"Is he a third-rank or fourth-rank official?"

Lin Dahai's eyes trembled slightly as his mind raced: "If he's a third-rank, asking Father to come out of seclusion might be able to teach him a lesson, but if he's a fourth-rank... that would be troublesome."

"Qin Wen is just a first-rank martial artist, where does he get such a powerful backer?"

"No, we can't let one good-for-nothing ruin the century-old foundation of Tianyuan Martial Arts Academy."

Thinking about this...

He looked at his men and said with a dark face, "Go and bring Qin Wen out and release him."

"Yes, Director!"

Upon hearing this, everyone quickly responded, and several of them, with their legs nimble, hurried towards the basement.

Just now.

Lin Fei wiped his hands with a rag with disgust and walked out of the basement, frowning and looking displeased: "Get a few men here and throw that idiot's corpse out. What a damn nuisance. He's supposed to be a PE teacher, but he's so weak."

His voice was quite loud.

As the young master of Tianyuan Martial Arts Academy, Lin Fei acted like a little emperor even when talking to Lin Dahai, let alone towards the other people in the academy.

now.

He couldn't care less about the outside situation, since his father would take care of everything for him anyway.

Behind Lin Fei.

Several coaches from Tianyuan Martial Arts Academy carried a bloody, mangled "corpse" and casually tossed it onto the floor.

"W-What did you say?! Who, who died?"

Upon hearing Lin Fei's voice, Qin Yuan felt a buzzing in his head, as if a string had snapped in half. The ringing in his brain, like his head being stuck in a hornet's nest, made his face turn deathly pale.

"Who died? Of course, it was that good-for-nothing Qin Wen."

Lin Fei, seemingly unconcerned, frowned and glanced at Qin Yuan, his eyes filled with hostility. "Who the hell do you think you are? Who gave you the right to speak to me?"

After saying that...

He then realized something was wrong.

His father, who was like a local tyrant in Jiangnan... was actually lying in the ruins on the floor, blood seeping from his mouth and nose, a truly tragic sight.

"I'll fucking kill you!!"

Qin Yuan finally reacted, staring at Lin Fei with bloodshot eyes. His blood energy surged instantly, and his original blood energy of over nine hundred jin broke through to a thousand jin in an instant, making him a true first-grade martial artist!

brush--

His figure moved like a swift leopard, pouncing towards Lin Fei.

"stop!"

"Protect the young master!"

"You little brat, you dare touch my young master? You're asking for death!"

A group of Tianyuan's coaches reacted quickly and rushed towards Qin Yuan.

but.

Before their hands even touched Qin Yuan, they felt as if they had bumped into an invisible wall.

Qin Changsheng remained calm, but his eyes held a hint of coldness. An invisible ripple of energy emanated from between his brows, causing everyone in its path to feel as if they were trapped in a quagmire!

"Spiritual energy...?!"

Lin Dahai lay amidst the ruins, his pupils suddenly contracting to pinpoints as he stared at Qin Changsheng in disbelief: "It's spiritual power... You... you're a fifth-grade martial artist?"

"How is that possible..."

His body was trembling violently. He never expected that his Tianyuan Martial Arts Hall would actually attract the attention of a fifth-grade martial artist!

"I am Qin Changsheng."

Qin Changsheng's expression was indifferent, but a flash of murderous intent appeared in his eyes: "Qin Wen is my grandson and Qin Yuan's father. Your son killed my grandson."

His voice clearly showed no emotional fluctuation.

but.

Lin Dahai felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, the pervasive chill making every pore of his body feel as if it were covered with frost.

Bang--!!

Just then.

Enraged, Qin Yuan punched Lin Fei hard in the face.

Although Lin Fei was a high school student and a late-stage first-grade martial artist, he had been lazy in his cultivation and relied on injections to boost his qi and blood. Caught off guard by Qin Yuan's sudden sneak attack, he had no time to react and was tackled to the ground, unable to move!

Immediately following.

Bang bang bang.

Qin Yuan's fists rained down on Lin Fei's face.

In just a few seconds.

The latter's face was already a bloody mess.

"You dare hit me?"

Lin Fei snapped out of his brief daze, his swollen face filled with venomous resentment: "You're asking for it!"

"You're asking for it!"

Qin Yuan's eyes were bloodshot, and his blood and strength erupted recklessly. "You killed my father, I'll make you pay with your life!"

Bang bang bang! !

Several more punches followed.

Lin Fei's vision was already blurred with blood.

"Stop...stop!"

Lin Dahai spoke tremulously, and seeing his son being beaten, even though he was full of fear of Qin Changsheng, he still gritted his teeth and said, "This matter... might be a misunderstanding..."

"Did I misunderstand you?"

Qin Yuan was now somewhat frenzied, punching Lin Fei's face relentlessly. Even though the opponent was stronger than him and his hand was also badly injured by the recoil, he showed no sign of stopping.

"Help...help me..."

Lin Fei was stunned by the beating. The dizziness and sharp pain on his face made him instinctively cry out for help, "Dad... save... save me..."

Qin Changsheng stood not far away, his expression unchanging.

just.

The continuous bursts of spiritual power emanating from him restricted all those who tried to help Lin Fei, preventing them from advancing and forcing them to watch helplessly as the latter was brutally ravaged by Qin Yuan.

"Qin Yuan...stop, stop..."

Sudden.

A weak voice rang out. The voice wasn't loud, but it was like the pause button on a remote control, causing Qin Yuan's fist to freeze in mid-air.

He turned his head away in disbelief.

All I saw was...

Qin Wen, covered in blood and gore, trembled slightly and struggled to turn over, trying to get up. However, he was too badly injured, and as soon as his arms supported his weight, he lost all strength and crashed heavily to the floor.

"father!!"

Qin Yuan immediately released Lin Fei, rushed forward in a few steps, and stood before Qin Wen, crying and pleading, "You...you're still alive?"

"I...I'm fine..."

Qin Wen managed to utter a trembling voice: "The wicked... will be punished by the military... don't let their blood... soil your hands..."

"Our family..."

"We can't afford to pay it back."