Warning! A hidden dragon has emerged!

"Ideal gas law".

Lin Wanrou's smile vanished instantly, her icy gaze sweeping over the four of them, revealing her sharp edge.

Ren Beizhou suddenly turned his head and looked at the three disciples beside him. All three of them looked blank and avoided eye contact.

It's confirmed.

They are not from Longke Academy at all.

"You don't even understand the most basic university physics, yet you dare to impersonate people from Longke Academy?"

Lin Wanrou scoffed, her face full of mockery.

"When did the prestige of Longke Academy drop so low that any Tom, Dick, or Harry can get in?"

"You win!"

Ren Beizhou was so angry that his face turned ashen, and his back teeth were grinding together.

He and his three disciples had practiced martial arts since childhood, but their academic studies had always been a weakness.

I couldn't even understand high school physics, let alone university physics.

The three disciples realized instantly that they had been tricked by Lin Wanrou!

He was instantly enraged and roared fiercely.

"Lin Wanrou, you fucking saw right through us all along, weren't you just playing us for a fool?"

"Otherwise what?"

Lin Wanrou spread her hands, her pretty face full of a smug smile.

If Qin Quan hadn't reminded her twice, she would have been fooled by those four scoundrels, and the consequences would have been unimaginable if she had handed over the research data.

Looking back now, she still feels lingering fear and unease.

"However, I'm very curious, how did you forge the letter from the Dragon Science Institute? Or did you send it through an official account?"

"Want to know?"

Ren Beizhou sneered. Now that his identity had been exposed, there was no need to pretend anymore.

He suddenly turned hostile, his aura surging, his voice booming like thunder, containing the terrifying pressure of a grandmaster.

"Hand over the research data on the energy stone, and I might spare your life; otherwise, I will execute you without mercy!"

Before he finished speaking, three disciples immediately stepped forward, forming a triangle that surrounded Qin Quan and Lin Wanrou, their eyes fierce as wolves.

"Hand over the data, or die. Your choice?"

What if I don't choose any of them?

Lin Wanrou remained calm, showing no fear whatsoever; instead, a hint of excitement flashed in her eyes.

"Hehe, I get to watch my little man fight again."

Last night, under Qin Quan's guidance, she successfully guided Qi into her body, becoming a genuine cultivator in the early stages of Qi Refining.

However, she possessed cultivation but lacked practical combat experience. Watching Qin Quan make moves was exactly the kind of on-site instruction she had been seeking.

Qin Quan saw through Lin Wanrou's thoughts at a glance, and a hint of approval flashed in his eyes.

This is what a pure Yin body should look like: remaining calm even if Mount Tai collapses before it.

What exactly is cultivation of immortality?

We contend with the creation of heaven and earth, and with humankind for opportunities.

The Holy Mother is not worthy of cultivating immortality.

"Not choosing any of them?"

Ren Beizhou, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, shouted sternly:

"I am the vice president of the provincial capital branch of the Martial Alliance. Crushing you is as easy as crushing an ant."

As soon as he finished speaking, his aura suddenly surged, and the pressure of a ninth-grade grandmaster materialized, sweeping over everything like a tidal wave.

The oppressive aura was as sharp as a knife, aimed directly at their faces.

"As expected of the scum of the Martial Alliance."

Qin Quan understood perfectly. The people at Longke Academy were all scholars; how could they have such a crude and ruthless air?

Faced with the terrifying pressure, he simply waved his hand casually.

Boom!

That seemingly overwhelming pressure shattered instantly like glass, turning into dust.

"Now that you've admitted your identity, things will be much easier."

With a flick of his fingertip, Qin Quan sent out a wisp of spiritual energy.

The seemingly ordinary finger gesture caused the three disciples' expressions to change drastically.

"Master, be careful! There are hidden weapons!"

"Shut up!"

Ren Beizhou scoffed at it and didn't take it to heart at all.

"I am a ninth-rank Grandmaster, protected by my own protective qi. Even bullets cannot harm me in the slightest. Mere hidden weapons..."

Just as he was about to show off, the wisp of spiritual energy instantly transformed into a small knife, radiating terrifying energy fluctuations.

"This is bad, this is the technique of condensing Qi into weapons, a skill only available to Martial Kings."

Ren Beizhou was shocked, and alarm bells rang in his mind.

He kicked the conference table, his body retreating rapidly, his true energy surging and condensing into an indestructible wall of energy in front of him.

"Master, we're here to help you!"

The three disciples were about to step forward when Ren Beizhou sternly stopped them.

"Get back! If I can't hold them off, you'll only be throwing your lives away!"

It's too late to say.

The spiritual energy dagger was as fast as lightning, carrying destructive power, and kept magnifying in Ren Beizhou's pupils until it crashed into the indestructible outer wall of qi.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the air wall, like transparent tempered glass, cracked inch by inch, centered on the tip of the knife.

Ren Beizhou's proud defense was so fragile that it was easily broken.

Looking at Qin Quan again, he was still sitting steadily next to Lin Wanrou, his expression unchanged.

They were even whispering and laughing with her, completely disregarding Ren Beizhou and his apprentice.

"You bastard, how dare you ambush my master?"

Unable to bear it any longer, one of the disciples flicked his wrist, and a gleaming dagger was suddenly drawn, aimed straight at Qin Quan's throat, attempting to relieve the siege of Wei by attacking Zhao.

"No!"

Ren Beizhou was terrified and broke out in a cold sweat, struggling to stay upright.

He knew that once he released his strength, the small spiritual dagger would break through his defenses and pierce his body.

"Master, we will help you!"

Seeing this, the other two disciples ignored the obstruction and immediately rushed behind Ren Beizhou, channeling all their true energy into his body to jointly resist the attack of the spiritual energy dagger.

at the same time.

The disciple wielding the dagger had already rushed in front of Qin Quan, his eyes gleaming with malice.

"Die!"

"You?"

Qin Quan sneered, lightly raised his finger, and suddenly pointed his fingertip forward.

puff!

A burst of spiritual energy pierced through the man's brow, drawing a jet of blood that shot out from the back of his head, landing precisely on Ren Beizhou's condensed protective aura.

"How...how dare you..."

The disciple bled from all seven orifices, his eyes wide open, and fell straight to the ground, dying with his eyes wide open.

"Senior Brother!"

The remaining two disciples stared at Qin Quan with bloodshot eyes, their anger almost burning away their reason.

Ren Beizhou roared angrily.

"Damn beast, give me back my disciple's life!"

"Oh, still have the energy to shout? Looks like you can't face reality."

Qin Quan spoke in a flippant tone, then tapped his finger again.

Click!

The protective aura in front of Ren Beizhou shattered with a crash, scattering like shards of glass across the ground.

The spiritual energy dagger moved with unparalleled ease, directly approaching the three.

"Get out of the way!"

Ren Beizhou never expected his opponent to be so powerful.

His face turned ashen as he dodged with all his might, while roaring to warn his disciples.

The speed of the spiritual energy dagger was so fast that even a ninth-grade grandmaster could hardly catch it.

puff!

Before he could defend himself again, the spiritual energy dagger had already pierced through his left shoulder.

The residual force was still strong, causing the two disciples behind him to cough up blood. Their bodies flew backward uncontrollably like kites with broken strings, hanging limply on the wall, their fate unknown.

"Who...who are you? How can you possess the strength of a Martial King at such a young age?"

Ren Beizhou struggled to his feet, clutching his bleeding left shoulder, his eyes filled with fear and disbelief.

Qin Quan was slightly surprised: "Being able to block half of my strength, you're not bad."

"Speak, who sent you?"