Chapter 197: Chapter 195: Sent Flying with a Single Kick
"Heh, this is a first. I’ve never seen a family of such mediocre strength dare to stand up to our Thousand Kills Sect. So, you’re saying... your Qin Family of Fengsha City is determined to interfere? Is that what you mean, boy?"
The horse-faced middle-aged man from the Thousand Kills Sect looked at Qin Suo with a smirk. With a cold sneer, he continued, "It’s not that I look down on you, but I’m afraid you’re not the one who can call the shots here. You... don’t have the right to speak directly to me! Why don’t you just call your Patriarch out to talk? Otherwise, if something really happens, it won’t be something a person like you can take responsibility for."
Being disrespected so brazenly would make even the most even-tempered person uncomfortable, to say nothing of Qin Suo, whose status was, in fact, far more distinguished than this horse-faced middle-aged man’s!
For even if the Qin Family’s power couldn’t compare to the Thousand Kills Sect, Qin Suo was still the primary heir to the position of Patriarch! On a personal level, Qin Li was his younger brother, one of the Qin family! On a public level, Qin Suo had to consider the Qin Family’s reputation. If they allowed their own family to be bullied right on their doorstep, how could the Qin Family maintain its standing in Fengsha City?
Just as Qin Suo was about to retort, a cold voice cut through the crowd. "A few worthless mutts dare to come here and cause trouble? The Thousand Kills Sect’s infamous reputation is entirely because of scum like you. Get the hell out of my sight!"
Following the icy voice, a powerful aura bore down on the five disciples from the Thousand Kills Sect. Aside from the horse-faced man, the other four all staggered back, their faces filled with horror.
Qin Wenxuan slowly emerged from the crowd, nodding at Linghu Feiyue. He then leveled a cold gaze at the horse-faced middle-aged man across from him, who was of a similar age, and barked, "Scram!"
"A Celestial Shattering Realm?"
The horse-faced middle-aged man was slightly startled. ’A Celestial Shattering Realm?’ he thought. However, he didn’t take the newcomer seriously. He himself was also a Celestial Shattering Realm Martial Artist, and he refused to believe that a minor, mediocre family like the Qin Family would dare to do anything to them!
Though their respective powers were based far apart, a small conflict wouldn’t escalate into an all-out war between the two Sects. However, if the Thousand Kills Sect decided to fully suppress the Qin Family, the pressure would be more than a family like theirs could possibly withstand!
"And who are you? Heh, do you represent the Qin Family?" the horse-faced man asked, looking at Qin Wenxuan with arrogance and disdain. "Don’t think I’m afraid of you just because you’re at the Celestial Shattering Realm. The Thousand Kills Sect has countless experts like you!"
"Would it kill you not to brag?"
Another icy voice rang out from the crowd. Qin Li stepped forward, a scornful smirk on his face.
"Master, that’s him! That’s the kid who injured Senior Brother Zhi Wen!" The disciple who had seen Qin Li before jumped out the moment he appeared, pointing at Qin Li and shouting excitedly.
"Are you a dog, barking at anyone you see? Point that finger at me again, and I’ll break your little paw," Qin Li said, a humorless smile playing on his lips as he glanced at the young disciple’s hand.
Having witnessed Qin Li’s formidable power firsthand, the young disciple snatched his hand back with a SWOOSH. His face bright red, he pleaded with the horse-faced man, "Master, you must avenge Senior Brother Zhi Wen!"
A flicker of worry crossed Qin Wenxuan’s eyes when he saw Qin Li. He looked like he wanted to say something, but after a moment’s hesitation, he held his tongue.
The horse-faced man snorted, not even deigning to glance at Qin Li. He addressed Qin Wenxuan directly. "You? Represent the Qin Family? Telling me to scram? You son of a bitch! Even if the Qin Family Patriarch were standing here himself, he wouldn’t dare talk to me like that! Do you have any idea who I am? Are your damn eyes blind? If you know what’s good for you, you’ll hand over this pair of dogs to..."
A murderous glint flashed in Qin Wenxuan’s eyes. This man was beyond arrogant. Not only had he insulted him and ridiculed the Qin Family, but he’d actually dared to insult his son!
The man had just crossed an unforgivable line with Qin Wenxuan.
He had been wondering how he could possibly atone for the guilt in his heart, and now this man had delivered himself right to his doorstep. A powerful aura erupted from Qin Wenxuan, and he was just about to move.
But a figure, moving like a Ghost, shot out ahead of him.
SLAP!
The crisp sound cut off the horse-faced man’s words. The surrounding crowd of onlookers fell instantly, utterly silent.
The horse-faced man was now clutching his cheek, staring in disbelief at the handsome youth standing before him. He opened his mouth and—PTOO—spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva... mixed with two teeth!
Almost no one saw how Qin Li had moved. One moment he was over ten meters away from the horse-faced man, and the next, he had struck. From start to finish, his body hadn’t emitted even the slightest fluctuation of Primordial Power!
And this horse-faced Martial Artist, a master in the Celestial Shattering Realm, had been viciously slapped without even a chance to react!
"I told you to get lost, are you deaf? Keep spouting that crap and I’ll kill you!"
Qin Li wiped the hand he’d slapped the man with on his own clothes as if it were filthy, then spat on the ground in disgust. "Ptooey. Son of a bitch."
Nearly all the onlookers were residents of Fengsha City. Not only was the Thousand Kills Sect already infamous, but even if its members had been from a prestigious Noble Family, the crowd would never have sided with outsiders.
Seeing the horse-faced man get slapped, they all broke into gloating expressions.
Some of the bolder residents of Fengsha City even started cheering from the crowd.
"Yeah, beat the braggart! The Thousand Kills Sect has countless what? How dare they come to Fengsha City and run wild!"
"Exactly! They’re an infamous Sect, but they act like they’re some top-tier power? What a joke! That was a great slap!"
"So satisfying! That’s exactly how you should treat trash from the Thousand Kills Sect. Just talking to them is giving them too much respect!"
"That’s right, they’re just a few pieces of garbage. Just crush them underfoot!"
"..."
The faces of the horse-faced man and the other four disciples from the Thousand Kills Sect alternated between pale and livid. A venomous hatred burned in his eyes. He lowered his hand, revealing a vivid, red handprint on his ugly, long face.
It was a testament to the viciousness of Qin Li’s slap.
"You little bastard, you dare hit me?"
Limitless killing intent erupted from the horse-faced man. He snarled through gritted teeth, "I’m going to kill you!"
With a sharp SHING, the horse-faced man drew an ancient sword from his back. The blade was unadorned, its cold qi contained within. It looked ordinary, but any Martial Artist above the Earth Level could feel the surging killing intent radiating from it, like a wild stallion about to burst free of its tethers!
This was a Treasure Sword!
"Son... Li, stand back! Let me handle him!"
With a solemn expression, Qin Wenxuan drew the Treasure Sword he carried at his side and spoke to Qin Li.
Qin Suo and the others, along with the crowd of onlookers, all fell back.
A battle between Celestial Shattering Realm Martial Artists, if fought at full power, would have an astonishingly destructive force.
Linghu Feiyue stood where she was, watching Qin Li with excitement. She loved watching him fight because of his marvelous Body Technique—a skill she longed to learn but had never been able to master.
She didn’t believe for a second that these men could hurt Qin Li. In fact, facing them, she didn’t even have the slightest desire to act herself. She truly couldn’t understand where these humans got their sense of superiority.
The naive Little Fox didn’t understand that some people in this world are natural-born bullies who rely on powerful connections—like a dog backed by its master or a fox borrowing a tiger’s might. Of course, if Qin Li were to explain that last one to her, she would surely insist, "What’s so great about a tiger? It ought to be the tiger borrowing the *fox’s* might!"
"No need. I’ll take care of this trash," Qin Li said calmly.
Qin Wenxuan could already sense his son’s strength. ’Even though he just broke through to the Celestial Shattering Realm, if we were to really fight, I might not even be able to defeat him! Judging from that slap he just delivered to the horse-faced man, I’m not sure I could have pulled it off. It seems he knows some kind of mystical Body Technique.’
Thinking this, Qin Wenxuan nodded and said, "Be careful!"
"Die!"
Ordinarily, the horse-faced man wouldn’t have been so impulsive. But as the youngest disciple of a Thousand Kills Sect Supreme Elder, he was of the same generation as the current Sect Leader!
Although his own strength was nothing special within the Thousand Kills Sect, his status was extremely high. Which younger disciple didn’t have to address him as Martial Uncle or Master upon seeing him? Yet today, he had been viciously slapped in public. How could he possibly swallow this humiliation?
A crescent of ghostly blue light shot from the ancient sword in the horse-faced man’s hand, slashing toward Qin Li.
The air filled with a CRACKLING sound as a wave of cold qi radiated outward, causing the expressions of many onlookers to change instantly. Gasps of surprise rippled through the crowd.
Such powerful Ice Sword Qi!
Forget the lethal Sword Qi at its core; just the radiating cold air was more than anyone with slightly weaker cultivation could withstand!
This proved that the horse-faced man wasn’t just bluffing when he drew his sword to kill; he had real power to back it up.
Many in the crowd began to worry for the handsome youth from the Qin Family. They had never heard of the Qin Family producing some peerless genius; even the most famous of their younger generation, Qin Suo, was only a ninth-rank Celestial Level Martial Artist.
’So... can this unfamiliar young man really handle this?’
Whether he could or not would be answered by the facts.
SLAP!
Another bright red handprint appeared on the other side of the horse-faced man’s face!
The powerful beam of Ice Sword Qi slammed into the ground, blasting a massive crater in its wake!
"AHHH!" the horse-faced man roared madly. He immediately began a Sword Dance so fast and dense it was airtight, making him look like a giant, spiky ball of ice as he charged ferociously at Qin Li.
This was one of the ultimate techniques of the Thousand Kills Sect, known as the Ice Cold Combat Skill. It was originally a High Level combat skill, but after being refined over several generations of practitioners in the Thousand Kills Sect, it now possessed the might of a Sub-Divine Level technique!
If the frigid Sword Qi from his blade were to strike someone, it wouldn’t just cause immense damage—it would also instantly freeze their blood and meridians!
Even those stronger than him wouldn’t dare to take the attack head-on!
"You little bastard, I swear I will kill you!"
The ball of blue ice whistled through the air, accompanied by the horse-faced man’s furious roar.
BANG!
Instead of retreating, Qin Li advanced. Swinging his right leg, he viciously kicked... right at the ball of blue ice formed from Sword Qi!
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