Martial Master

"Hahaha, you little brat, still in your infancy, acting so arrogant in front of me. Fine, let me see what abilities you have to dare run wild in Liu Pavilion."

The Angry Lion roared with laughter, his true energy condensing further, as a palm struck down towards Qin Chen.

Whoosh!

Endless palm wind surged like an ocean, instantly enveloping all the space around Qin Chen, crashing down with reckless force.

From a distance, Qin Chen appeared like a sailboat at sea, surrounded by storms and waves, on the brink of destruction.

"Take this!"

His five fingers spread wide like a dustpan, as from the Angry Lion’s fingers, intense true energy shot out, coiling towards Qin Chen like a venomous snake.

Although this person seemed arrogant on the surface, he was actually meticulous in his planning.

From the moment he attacked, he never intended to kill Qin Chen. Instead, he planned to subdue him first, interrogate him about his background, and then decide what to do.

After all, he came to Liu Pavilion as a guard only to find a place to settle down, not to sell his life for Liu Cheng. A young man like Qin Chen dared to bring the Xu family to Liu Pavilion to run rampant; he might have a significant background. If he killed him, he would lose the chance to retreat.

Qin Chen, seeing the Angry Lion's movements, couldn't help but sneer: "You dare hold back in front of me? Fine, today I'll help Wei Tianming by getting rid of a menace for him."

Clang!

As his voice fell, the mysterious rusty sword at Qin Chen's waist suddenly unsheathed, and a beam of sword light flashed fiercely in the void.

Puff!

The true energy shot out from the Angry Lion's fingers was split in two, countless scattered true energy turned into a hurricane, sweeping in all directions, forcing the onlookers to retreat in fear.

"What?!"

The Angry Lion's expression changed dramatically, looking completely bewildered.

Even if he hadn't used his full strength for that palm strike, it shouldn't be something a young man could break through.

The other spectators around were also dumbfounded.

Even Xu Xiong, the head of the Xu family at the peak of the late Heaven Level, couldn't withstand the attack, yet this kid broke it with a single sword strike. Was it possible they were seeing things?

"Xu Xiong, pay attention. This person's fist technique is based on masculine energy, but he hasn't refined this vitality to the extreme, leaving gaps in the flow of true energy. Just find the right moment and exploit the flaws to easily break his moves."

Having broken through the Angry Lion's techniques with one strike, Qin Chen moved forward, explaining as he engaged in battle.

"You little brat, do you really think I can't handle you?"

The Angry Lion became furious. What did this kid take him for, a martial arts practice dummy?

"Angry Lion's Fury Fist!"

Roar!

In the void, the sound of an angry lion's roar echoed, accompanied by the sound of crashing waves. A massive true energy lion charged forth, opening its enormous mouth, aimed to bite down on Qin Chen.

At this moment, the Angry Lion had long abandoned the thought of capturing Qin Chen, now fully intent on killing him on the spot.

Roar!

The furious lion roared, its true energy surging powerfully. Before the attack even landed, the crowd felt their eardrums tremble, struggling to breathe.

This illustrated the kind of pressure Qin Chen was about to face under the lion's might.

Yet to their shock, under the pressure of the Angry Lion's might, Qin Chen remained expressionless, calm as ever, swinging his rusty sword once more.

Swish!

Everyone felt a blur before their eyes, unable to react to what had just happened. The true energy lion roared in anguish, then exploded, turning to dust under the sword light.

"Die!"

In the next moment, a brilliant sword light cut through the void, directly targeting the Angry Lion's throat.

"Not good, this sword is formidable."

The Angry Lion was taken aback. Under Qin Chen's sword, all his hair stood on end, as if he were being directly stared at by death. He hastily struck out with his palm and retreated.