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

Qin Changsheng ignored Qin Feiyu's complaints and became fully on guard.

He stared at the dozen or so members of the Pantheon, his gaze finally settling on the three people in front of him.

"One sixth-rank official, three fifth-rank officials, eight fourth-rank officials... What a grand display!"

Even though Qin Changsheng knew that the Pantheon Church would not be careless this time, he did not expect them to field such a large force.

"The Pantheon truly has a profound foundation."

Even the usually serious Jiang Mengli couldn't help but make a comment.

This kind of team is already comparable to that of a regular martial arts high school.

The Pantheon actually used this opportunity to kill an old man.

"Qin Changsheng, now that you know the Myriad Gods Sect has arrived, why don't you surrender immediately!"

The sixth-rank member of the Pantheon at the front spoke.

According to Xu Mo.

In the Pantheon, a sixth-rank official is already considered a steward.

For the Pantheon...

A sixth-rank official is already considered a pillar of strength.

Normally, they would never be willing to sacrifice it to their death.

Qin Changsheng is a special case.

Xu Mo did not hide the fact that he had divine bloodline.

This matter is not a secret, and it cannot be hidden any longer.

Now quite a few people know about it.

The emergence of a divine bloodline is naturally something the Pantheon should value.

Therefore, the Pantheon's plan for Qin Changsheng was primarily to capture him.

Capture them alive if possible.

As for the two students following Qin Changsheng, the Pantheon Sect didn't care that much.

After all, every year, the Pantheon Sect kills quite a few students from the top martial arts university.

Although Jiang Mengli and Qin Feiyu have become disciples of Li Qingyue, they cannot be considered the top geniuses of the First Martial Arts University.

Naturally, they wouldn't be on the Pantheon's kill list.

"As for the two of you, if you are willing to join our Pantheon, we are willing to spare your lives."

The deacons of the Pantheon, having also become more shrewd, naturally wouldn't forget the two of them.

Naturally, such recruitment efforts will not receive any response.

Qin Changsheng still asked one more question: "Which elder are you working for?"

These were remnants of the Pantheon Cult that Xu Mo had Qin Changsheng help him eliminate.

Qin Changsheng naturally did his best, wanting to follow the clues and take them all down at once.

The Pantheon deacon didn't think much of it and replied, "I am under the command of the thirtieth elder."

Qin Changsheng nodded, understanding the situation.

The 30th elder seems to be at odds with Xu Mo.

If I get the chance, I'll kill him.

"Make your move, I'll deal with that sixth-rank official."

Qin Changsheng said one sentence and then took the initiative to make a move.

He had no weapons; his fists were his best weapon.

Now his blood and energy are extremely vigorous and surging, and every punch he throws can unleash the force of 40,000 jin (approximately 20,000 tons).

Jiang Mengli and Qin Feiyu didn't waste any time and charged straight at the fourth and fifth graders.

Based on their abilities...

Dealing with the remnants of the Pantheon of equal caliber is naturally no problem.

The premise is that these remnants of the Pantheon do not take drugs.

The Pantheon deacon never expected Qin Changsheng to attack without warning.

This surprised him somewhat.

But that doesn't matter; he's confident his strength can crush everything.

As he made his move, Qin Changsheng glanced at the man and immediately saw through his background as a member of the Pantheon Sect.

[Target of detection: Wang Wentao]

[Realm: Rank 6, Qi and Blood 41000, Spiritual Power: 400 Ren]

[Replicable Talents: ...]

Standard six-grade data.

Both mental strength and blood circulation are excellent.

But his talent wasn't anything particularly impressive.

This time, their mental strength was visible.

But this does not mean that his mental strength is higher than that of his opponent.

Qin Changsheng estimated that his current mental strength was around 350.

The reason we can see this is probably because after the system upgrade, data with similar differences can be scanned.

In terms of Qi and blood, Qin Changsheng and his opponent were about the same.

This is only the case on the data level.

If we take into account his divine bloodline talent...

His vital energy would overwhelm the opponent's.

As one's own level of understanding improves.

Qin Changsheng gradually discovered that bloodline talent seemed to also enhance mental strength.

He didn't know if this was an advantage of divine bloodlines, or if all bloodlines were like this.

Facing a sixth-rank expert, Qin Changsheng threw a punch.

Under the control of the subdivision method, his punch was almost a full-force effort.

Facing a powerful opponent at a higher level, he prepared to fight quickly and decisively.

The Pantheon deacon was not prepared for a direct confrontation with Qin Changsheng at first; instead, he subconsciously prepared to crush him with his mental power.

This move is invincible when facing martial artists of a lower level than oneself.

Unfortunately, he encountered Qin Changsheng.

Qin Changsheng easily blocked the opponent's attack by simply focusing his mental energy.

The Pantheon deacon was somewhat surprised to see that Qin Changsheng was completely unaffected.

"I never expected your mental strength to be so powerful. Is it some kind of innate mental talent?"

As a deacon of the Pantheon, Wang Wentao also possesses extensive combat experience.

In his early years, he was also a freelancer who had fought on the battlefield.

Naturally, their weaknesses will not be easily detected.

Seeing that his mental strength was ineffective, he also mustered his courage and threw a punch.

He was somewhat surprised that his mental strength did not result in a crushing defeat.

But after all, a sixth-rank official fighting a fourth-rank official...

"Holy crap? You've reached the fifth rank?"

The Pantheon deacon was clearly startled.

Previous intelligence reports clearly stated that Qin Changsheng was a fourth-rank official.

However, he was protected by two fifth-rank martial arts students.

Therefore, this time the Pantheon Sect fielded a lineup of one rank six and three rank five.

This lineup is more than enough.

Even a sixth-rank steward wouldn't need to intervene.

The result was unexpected.

This old man has actually broken through to the fifth rank?!

What kind of breakthrough speed is this?

The Pantheon deacons were terrified.

When the Pantheon first had information about this old man.

This old man is still a third-rank official.

It's only been a month, and he's already at the fifth rank?

Qin Changsheng remained silent, only throwing punches.

Ignoring his shock, the Pantheon deacon immediately focused on the battle.

After exchanging a few blows...

The Pantheon deacon retreated with a solemn expression.

"Something's wrong! Prepare to retreat!"

He got a little scared.

He was only a fifth-rank official, but his qi and blood were higher than his.

Moreover, his mental strength is no weaker than his.

It's fine if you have high blood pressure and blood.

Unfortunately, there's also the bloodline suppression.

The probability of failure for this mission is already extremely high; there's no need for him to risk his life here.

Going back to request support is the correct and reasonable course of action.

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Qin Changsheng was somewhat puzzled.

This was the first time he had ever seen someone from the Pantheon actually talk about retreating.

Moreover, the battle has only just begun, and the Pantheon has not yet suffered any casualties.

Isn't that way too safe?

"Where do you think you're going!"

If the other party tries to escape, Qin Changsheng will naturally not let them go.

He took two steps to catch up and appeared behind Wang Wentao.

He threw another full-force punch.

He didn't have any martial arts skills, only the killing techniques he had honed in the army in his early years.

Every move they made was aimed at killing.

It is simple and unpretentious, yet incredibly practical.

"Don't push your luck! I'm not afraid of you!"

The Pantheon deacon turned around and blocked the punch, somewhat exasperated.

He was completely outmatched by the sixth-ranking officer fighting against the fifth-ranking officer.

If word gets out, people will laugh them to death.