Asura Mad Emperor

"Hmph, just now, I only used seventy percent of my strength, I didn't expect you to be stronger than I imagined."

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Zhuo Bufan snorted coldly, his eyes gleaming with a trace of sharpness as he looked at Qinchuan.

Qinchuan glanced at Zhuo Bufan and said indifferently, "The strength of power, unless it reaches a certain threshold, cannot be used as the sole standard to measure combat ability."

"Your cultivation level is not bad, but your True Qi is unstable; I bet you've only recently advanced to the Second Layer of the Meridian Opening Realm, haven't you? And if I'm not mistaken, you did so by taking elixirs to increase your cultivation level without having had the time to consolidate it."

"The martial skills you've practiced, you haven't grasped their true essence, full of loopholes. Even if you use all your strength, you are not my match. Why bother bringing trouble upon yourself?"

"Arrogant!"

Hearing Qinchuan's words, Zhuo Bufan became furious. His pride was strong, and he was arrogant and conceited. How could he allow himself to be defeated by someone younger and with a lower cultivation level?

Moreover, he had previously ridiculed Liu Qingyu for being defeated by Qinchuan when challenged beyond his own level. If he were to lose to Qinchuan here under everyone's gaze, where would he put his face?

"Enough talk, Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Palm!"

Zhuo Bufan shouted angrily and charged at Qinchuan, his True Qi bursting forth. He cried out the name of Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Palm but executed another fist technique martial skill.

Baji Fist!

This fist technique martial skill was not as high-level as the Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Palm, it was merely a low-grade Profound Level martial skill, but it was the one Zhuo Bufan was best at!

At this moment, he played a little trick, shouting Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Palm while honestly using the Baji Fist technique.

"Hmm?"

Qinchuan raised an eyebrow at this, but he had experienced too much, been through countless fights. What situation hadn't he encountered?

Facing Zhuo Bufan's trickery, his eyes showed a hint of disdain and mockery.

"You're still too green to play tricks in front of me!"

Qinchuan's figure flickered. His left hand parried Zhuo Bufan's fist trajectory with a Cloud Palm, and with a push and a press from his right hand, he landed on Zhuo Bufan's side chest. A surge of Dark Energy immediately erupted, sending Zhuo Bufan flying sideways to crash heavily to the ground.

"How is this possible, what martial skill is this that it broke through my Baji Fist so easily!?"

Zhuo Bufan slammed heavily to the ground, holding his chest, feeling the Qi and blood in his body surging tumultuously as his gaze towards Qinchuan was filled with shock.

He hadn't expected that despite his clever ruse and using his strongest force without reservation, he still didn't faze Qinchuan at all.

His Baji Fist's power was considerable, its force immense, but he didn't manage to touch his opponent at all. His fist was deflected aside by a single move of Qinchuan's Cloud Hand, veering off course, causing the force of his punch to hit nothing but air.

Qinchuan hadn't used excessive force just now; after all, the other party was a disciple of the Congyun Sect, and strictly speaking, a junior to him.

Hearing Zhuo Bufan's words, Qinchuan replied with a faint smile, almost as if giving advice, "Your Baji Fist is not bad, and you've achieved some power with it, but there are still flaws. It's too rigid. Pay more attention to this detail..."

"You shouldn't bother practicing the Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Palm. You just need to fully comprehend the Baji Fist, understand the true meaning contained within, and grasp the real mysteries it holds. Then, among your peers, there won't be many who can stand as your match."

Despite his pride making it hard to accept being defeated by Qinchuan again, having been bested twice in a row forced him to acknowledge the fact that he truly was no match for Qinchuan.

Especially when Qinchuan pinpointed the deficiencies in his Baji Fist and advised him on how to correct them, it led to a sudden enlightenment about the aspects that had puzzled him for a long time, sparking a glint of sharpness in his eyes.

At that moment, he even forgot to consider the embarrassment of having been defeated by Qinchuan under the scrutiny of the crowd; his thoughts were wholly immersed in the epiphanies concerning the Baji Fist.

"What's happening? Big brother, Zhuo Bufan was defeated by Qinchuan, yet he's not as furious as we imagined. If this goes on, your plan will fall through!"

Liu Yuanjie saw Qinchuan truly defeat Zhuo Bufan and his eyelid twitched uncontrollably. He immediately clenched his teeth and whispered to Liu Qingyu.

Having just been beaten up by Qinchuan in front of everyone, he naturally did not want to see Qinchuan join the Congyun Sect.

Upon hearing this, Liu Qingyu's gaze flashed, and he taunted Zhuo Bufan on purpose, "Heh, Zhuo Bufan, it seems you indeed are no match for him. With your second-layer Meridian Opening Realm cultivation level, to be defeated by a mere fourth-layer Peak Condensed Truth Realm youngster, I really want to see how you'll lift your head in the Sect from now on! Hahaha..."

As he spoke, Liu Qingyu burst into an exaggerated laughter, his eyes brimming with mockery and derision.

However, the next moment, his laughter abruptly stopped.

Qinchuan, who had casually advised Zhuo Bufan and was about to leave, heard Liu Qingyu's repeated provocations. His eyes suddenly turned icy, and in an instant, his figure flashed, employing a high-level Body Technique Martial Art, the Chasing Shadow Step, and appeared right in front of Liu Qingyu.

"Enough of your noise!"

With a cold shout, Qinchuan raised his hand and slapped Liu Qingyu across the face.

"Slap!"

A crisp and loud slap sound resonated immediately.

Liu Qingyu, who was still laughing heartily, hadn't even had the chance to react before he was sent flying by Qinchuan's slap, his laughter cutting off abruptly as well.

Suddenly, the surroundings fell quiet.

No one had expected Qinchuan to dare take the initiative to strike at a disciple of the Congyun Sect.

Nor had they anticipated Qinchuan's speed to be so fast that in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Liu Qingyu, and with a turn of his hand, sent Liu Qingyu flying with a slap.

"You dare hit me!?"

After a pause,

Liu Qingyu, having been smacked away, finally came to his senses. Covering his swollen cheek, with a trickle of fresh blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, he stared at Qinchuan with eyes full of shock and fury.

"Hmph, hit you?!"

"If you dare to play tricks in front of me again, trying to stir up strife, it won't be as simple as just slapping you!"

Qinchuan snorted coldly, and a strong killing intent suddenly surged from his body, causing Liu Qingyu's pupils to shrink instantly.

Around them, the others who felt the fleeting killing intent emanating from Qinchuan, all shivered internally, utterly shocked.

Zhuo Bufan also twitched at this sight, not expecting Qinchuan to be far stronger than he had imagined.

Just the display of the Body Technique Martial Art a moment ago was nothing short of miraculous; he hadn't even clearly seen how Qinchuan had bypassed him to appear in front of Liu Qingyu.

He only noticed the shifting lights and the alternating shadows and, in that instant, a crisp slap sound came from behind him!