The Earth won't allow someone as awesome as me to exist!

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man of Yinshan unleashed his murderous aura, causing everyone present to tremble. The temperature also dropped sharply at that moment, as if the surroundings were covered with a layer of frost.

"It seems that even Miss Xiao can't protect Qin Chuan today."

"The Old Man of Yinshan was able to kill even a sixth-realm expert back then, so his strength now is probably at least at the seventh realm."

"Although the Xiao family is powerful, their main base is not in Jinling after all."

"..."

Almost everyone agreed that Qin Chuan was doomed.

It's no use who comes.

Wu Rong was practically beaming with joy. He had barely survived at the martial arts club back then, but now, at this auction, who could possibly save him?

"They shouldn't have come." Shen Wangshu rarely showed a hint of worry. Being targeted by such a powerful figure, unless a miracle occurs, no one can save them.

The martial arts club only got lucky once, but what about this time?

"Even Miss Xiao can't protect you," she sighed softly.

"Wang Shu, this... this person really dares to kill Qin Chuan in front of so many people?" Yang Siyi hadn't been exposed to martial arts much, but no matter what, she couldn't possibly kill someone in front of so many people, could she?

"Siyi, you don't know how cruel the martial arts world is." Shen Wangshu spoke as if she knew the martial arts world very well, and she seemed to have a strong sense of superiority in this regard.

"Martial artists have transcended the rules."

Yang Siyi was moved by what she heard, and then looked at Qin Chuan with a hint of sympathy in her eyes.

Su Yingxia was so worried she was almost in tears: "Auntie, is this Old Man of Yinshan really that strong?"

"Of course!" Su Yunying said coldly. "No one here is his match. Although the Xiao family is powerful, their roots are in the capital, not in Nanjing."

These words undoubtedly made Su Yingxia's face turn considerably paler.

Xiao Xueqing's expression turned tense: "Uncle Hua, stop this old man from Yinshan."

"Yes, Miss." Uncle Hua knew he was probably no match for her, but he still had to obey her orders.

"Old Man of Yinshan, even if you are a master of witchcraft, this is not a place for you to run wild!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Hua made his move, striking out with a palm from a distance. The air around him seemed to be drawn by an invisible hand, his clothes moved without wind, and cracks appeared on the ground, spreading in all directions like a spider web. Many tables and chairs silently crumbled into dust.

Everyone was shocked by this palm strike; it seemed to carry the force of a thousand-pound mountain pressing down.

The old man from Yinshan revealed a disdainful smile, a wisp of black smoke swirling around his fingertips. He didn't even lift an eyelid as he watched Uncle Hua's palm strike approaching.

He raised his hand and made a half-circle in front of him, muttered a few words, and a faint purple light appeared in his palm, unfolding like a thin veil.

The ways of witchcraft and martial arts are different. Martial arts cultivate oneself, using one's own qi, blood, muscles and bones to condense internal strength, while witchcraft relies on external forces to draw upon the yin energy of heaven and earth.

The former is about refining oneself into a useful tool, while the latter is about leveraging external forces.

Uncle Hua's palm strike, capable of splitting rocks and shattering mountains, struck the target without making a sound, as if it were a mud ox sinking into the sea.

The dark purple light neutralized the palm strike and reversed it, redirecting all the power back.

"puff……"

Uncle Hua felt as if he had been struck by a palm, spitting out a mouthful of blood and staggering back several steps before finally stabilizing himself in front of Xiao Xueqing, clutching his chest, his face deathly pale.

The onlookers were all shocked. When Uncle Hua unleashed that terrifying palm strike, everyone was stunned.

That was a terrifying palm strike, but to everyone's surprise, the Old Man of Yinshan so easily deflected it and even returned it.

This speaks for itself; the two are not on the same level.

Xiao Xueqing quickly asked with concern, "Uncle Hua, are you alright?"

"I suffered some internal injuries." Uncle Hua coughed a few times and waved his hand.

"Out of respect for your Xiao family, if you stop interfering, I won't pursue the matter further."

The old man from Yinshan stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the man with an air of superiority: "Otherwise, even if Xiao Zaiye were here, I would still beat him without hesitation!"

Xiao Zaiye is the current head of the Xiao family and a legendary figure in the martial arts world.

When the old man from Yinshan mentioned Xiao Zaiye, he was telling Xiao Xueqing, "I don't even respect your grandfather, let alone a junior like you."

"You..." Xiao Xueqing was so angry that she couldn't speak.

"Young Miss, let it go." Uncle Hua naturally prioritized the overall situation. The Xiao family was powerful, but powerful people couldn't come to Jinling in a short time. If they continued to be enemies with the Old Man of Yinshan, there would be danger.

Uncle Hua didn't care about his own safety, but he had to ensure the safety of the young lady.

Qin Chuan was ultimately an outsider; his death wouldn't affect the Xiao family in any way.

"Mr. Qin is my honored guest. How could I allow him to lay a hand on Mr. Qin?" Xiao Xueqing said angrily.

Uncle Hua sighed softly: "Miss, I can cover him. As for how far he can run, that's his business."

He wouldn't go against Xiao Xueqing's wishes, even though he felt it wasn't worth it. But since the young lady cared so much about Qin Chuan, he would still protect her to the end.

Once again, Uncle Hua made his move.

"run!"

The moment he made his move, Uncle Hua shouted to Qin Chuan. He didn't have much time left to stall. If he lost and Qin Chuan was killed, there was nothing he could do, because he had already done his best.

However, since Uncle Hua made a move, Qin Chuan remained completely unmoved, which slightly changed his opinion of Uncle Hua.

"Mr. Qin, do you want to run?" Xiao Xueqing knew how powerful Qin Chuan was, but she still couldn't help asking, mainly because she wasn't sure if Qin Chuan was a match for the Old Man of Yinshan.

"Run?" Qin Chuan found it amusing. "It's just a mere insect; it doesn't think it's worthy of my running away!"

"Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to Uncle Hua. He's been stuck at the sixth realm for a long time. This time, my intervention might be able to help him reach his peak."

Xiao Xueqing was shocked to hear this. She hadn't expected that Qin Chuan would know what level Hua Shu was at just by seeing him make a move.

Now she felt much more at ease.

Boom!

However, Uncle Hua did not have much time to stall for. He was thrown back like a kite with a broken string, spitting out blood. He had thought that the little time he had bought him would allow Qin Chuan to escape from the auction.

As for what happened next, that was none of his business.

When I looked, I almost fainted, because Qin Chuan hadn't run away at all!

Holy crap!

Uncle Hua was so angry he wanted to curse: "Why didn't you run away?"

Is it too scared to run away?

Qin Chuan glanced at Uncle Hua: "He's not in a position to let me escape."

"You...you're asking for it!" Uncle Hua's face darkened.

Seeing that Qin Chuan not only didn't run away but stood there motionless, Shen Wangshu was so angry she choked: "Why isn't Qin Chuan running away?"

Yang Siyi was trembling with fear at the sight of the two powerful figures fighting, but she seemed to understand Qin Chuan's lack of escape.

"Wang Shu, he's too scared to run away."