247: Chapter 247 I Have the Protection of My Sect 247: Chapter 247 I Have the Protection of My Sect “Zhi Qiang was crippled by you, wasn’t he?” the muscular man stepped forward and said.
“Ni Zhiqiang?” Qin Han raised an eyebrow and responded.
“Correct!
It seems we haven’t found the wrong person.” A cruel smile appeared on the stern face of the muscular man.
Qin Han shook his head and remarked, “I had thought his cris did not rit death, but it appears he still hasn’t learned his lesson.
To think he’d still dare to co for .
However, what surprises is that you are not from the Martial Artists Association.”
“I am Zhi Qiang’s master.
Despite your youth, you act viciously.
In consideration of the difficulty in cultivating your Inner Strength, I can at least leave your body intact,” the grey-clothed elder said indifferently.
After arriving in Zhongzhou City, he had heard that Ni Zhiqiang had broken off contact with the Ni family and thought that Ni Zhiqiang had offended so powerful person to the extent of taking such asures.
However, after eting Qin Han, he realized that Qin Han was just a martial artist at the peak of the martial way, and he felt that Ni Zhiqiang was making a mountain out of a molehill.
After all, he himself had spent decades at the pinnacle of the martial way, and had even touched the threshold of that legendary realm.
Dealing with a young man who was rely at the peak of the martial way was a piece of cake.
After hearing the words of the grey-clothed elder, Qin Han was initially startled, then a faint smile appeared on his face as he said, “Do you all so arrogantly overestimate yourselves?”
“Enough with the nonsense, my master has been exceptionally rciful towards you, and you still show disrespect!
Take this!” the muscular man said, and then threw a punch at Qin Han.
Observing the muscular man’s fierce punch, Qin Han nodded and thought to himself, “This man’s external martial skills have indeed been perfected.”
Martial arts cultivation was divided into Internal and External practices.
So people born with blocked ridians are unable to practice Inner Strength and thus, turn to External practices, or Body Refinent.
However, Body Refinent is a hundred tis more difficult than Inner Strength practice, with each level requiring untold hardship.
For ordinary people, reaching the Innate Realm is already the limit, let alone the cultivation of a Martial Arts Grandmaster.
Yet the muscular man in front of him had trained his external martial skills to the level of a Martial Arts Grandmaster.
It was no wonder Qin Han was astonished.
He only thought it was a pity, as if this man were not Qin Han’s enemy, he could have been well nurtured.
“Boom!”
The shockwave from the muscular man’s fist caused the surrounding soil to rise, and the garden was instantly filled with dust, obscuring visibility.
Once the dust settled, the muscular man looked at Qin Han in shock, and the grey-clothed elder’s face also revealed a hint of surprise.
It was well known that although it is difficult to achieve mastery in External Body Refinent, once accomplished, it grants one the ability to challenge those beyond one’s level.
At this mont, Qin Han was blocking the muscular man’s fist with one hand, and looked at them calmly.
His clothing had not suffered a single tear and was completely free of dust.
“Your Body Refinent skill is not bad.
If you stop now, I can pretend today’s incident never happened,” Qin Han said lightly.
After all, those who have fully mastered Body Refinent are exceedingly rare, so Qin Han felt a certain respect for this talent.
“Bullshit!” The muscular man roared and withdrew his fist, then used his hands and feet in a swift attack on Qin Han.
To his disappointnt, Qin Han still did not move an inch, and easily blocked the muscular man’s full assault with the sa hand.
Just as the muscular man was about to advance again, the grey-clothed elder spoke out, “Co back!
You are no match for him!”
Upon hearing this, the muscular man reluctantly backed off, looking at Qin Han with anger and resentnt, while also wondering how a re peak martial artist could be so strong against whom others had not stood a chance.
Were all the martial arts peaks I’d encountered before fake?
“You’re no match for , stand back, I’m feeling rciful for once,” Qin Han said indifferently, then prepared to leave.
Perhaps it was because he had spent a lot of ti with Song Yuwei recently, or maybe it was the absence of the previous life’s urgency in waging wars and slaughtering, that Qin Han’s heart had softened lately—even he was surprised when he uttered those words.
“While I admit you are strong, you still lack so finesse to speak to like that,” the grey-clothed elder said slowly as he approached Qin Han.
Hearing this, Qin Han sighed, shook his head, and said, “I gave you a chance, but you’re not up to scratch.”
“Clamor!” the grey-clothed elder bellowed sternly.
“Hm?” It was the first ti Qin Han had been called noisy; it was always him saying it to others, for he preferred stillness and disliked pointless chatter.
He chuckled bitterly in his heart, it seed he really had beco more talkative recently.
The grey-clothed elder didn’t say much more and attacked with a move that was as overwhelming as an avalanche.
If it weren’t for his lack of understanding of Central Continent and ignorance of the grievances between Ni Zhiqiang and Qin Han—mistaking Qin Han for a hidden expert—he would never have waited until now to seek Qin Han out.
The death of Ni Zhiqiang was a minor issue, but if others learned that his disciple had been bullied and he as a teacher did not step forward, how could he continue to walk in the world of martial arts?
Seeing how young Qin Han was, the grey-clothed elder thought he must be from a family that had invested a lot in his cultivation; otherwise, how could soone so young possess the strength of martial arts peak.
Therefore, his first move was his strongest technique, and he used all his strength, but what he didn’t expect was that Qin Han didn’t care about his attack at all, rely returning it with a casual palm strike.
Seeing Qin Han underestimate him, the grey-clothed elder was annoyed but in the next mont he realized how great his mistake was.
Their palms t, and the grey-clothed elder imdiately felt a torrential wave of Inner Strength transferred from Qin Han’s hand, which not only destroyed his own but also surged into his body along his arm…
The burly man sneered at Qin Han’s effortless palm, scoffing at the thought of soone underestimating his master; he truly didn’t know whether to live or die.
But when he saw the grey-clothed elder sent flying over ten ters the next second, he was shocked and rushed to his master’s side.
“Master, how are you?”
At that mont, the grey-clothed elder spat out blood, trembling as he pointed at Qin Han and stuttered, “Im…impossible, you…how…how can you be so strong.” Then, sensing the severity of his injuries, he cried out in alarm, “You actually crippled my cultivation?
How cruel of you!”
Qin Han ignored the grey-clothed elder and walked toward the two step by step, each step increasing the imnse pressure on them, so much so that they could not lift their heads.
The grey-clothed elder hastily said, “Senior, I realize my mistake, may I ask which Immortal from Penglai Immortal Island is gracing the mortal world with their presence?”
Hearing the grey-clothed elder’s words, Qin Han retracted his aura and said indifferently, “Penglai Immortal Island?
What place is that?”
“You’re not from Penglai Immortal Island?” In the grey-clothed elder’s view, only those from Penglai Immortal Island could possess such strength; the power Qin Han had shown was simply not of this world.
“Don’t bother in your next life!” Qin Han said flatly.
“You can’t kill , my sect will protect !” the grey-clothed elder cried out in haste.
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