Martial Master

The enormous palm print, majestic and imposing, shook the void as if a god or demon had extended its claws to obliterate everything.

In the void, the power of the palm reverberated, with astonishing true energy swirling and slowly dissipating.

Opposite, Qin Chen lay on the ground in a pitiful state, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, as if he had lost all fighting strength and was motionless.

“Hahaha, with such cultivation, you dare to be reckless in Martial City!”

The members of the Zhu family were stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

Qin Chen had established the first Alchemy Pavilion in Martial City, causing a huge uproar. They initially thought his cultivation was terrifying, but who would have thought he was so fragile?

The key was that with such cultivation, he had previously shown off at the auction, not knowing where his courage came from.

Did he really think that by climbing onto the Heavenly Star Merchant Association, he could be safe and sound?

“Big brother, this person hasn’t even reached the Xuan level; his cultivation is merely at the late Earth level, hardly worth mentioning.”

Zhu Hongjun sneered, his face displaying disdain.

Across from them.

Qin Chen's face was as pale as paper, feeling helpless. Fighting with others, he was forced to spit blood; it was truly frustrating.

But Qin Chen knew that once he revealed his true strength, the Zhu family and the Martial Repair Mansion would definitely come at him with full force. By then, with Zhu Hongzhi and Wu Lengfan, two late Xuan level experts acting together, he wouldn’t merely be pretending to spit blood; he would truly be spitting blood.

Therefore, he could only pretend to be weak, allowing his opponents to lower their guard.

Clop, clop!

Amidst the laughter, Zhu Hongjun stepped forward. His footsteps were heavy, pounding on the ground like the sound of death knocking at his heart.

“Kid, still thinking you’re so great? Turns out you only have this little ability. Speak! Who exactly are you, and what is your purpose in Martial City? Also, those pills of yours, did you really refine them yourself?”

Zhu Hongjun looked coldly at Qin Chen, true energy swirling around him, standing high and mighty, looking down at Qin Chen as if he were a god controlling life and death.

“Peh!”

Qin Chen spat fiercely at him.

“Zhu Erye, why waste breath on him? Just kill him directly and seize his storage ring. Let’s see what treasures are inside. I remember he just spent eight million silver coins to buy the Heavenly Ruin Armor and that mysterious strange fire. The treasures in his storage ring must be considerable.”

A middle-aged man from the Martial Repair Mansion stepped forward, speaking sinisterly. His gaze was greedy, fixated on the storage ring in Qin Chen’s hand, reaching out to grab it.

“Wait!”

Zhu Hongzhi suddenly spoke, sensing something was off with Qin Chen.

With the arrogance Qin Chen displayed in Martial City, he shouldn't be so foolish as to be captured so easily. Moreover, if this Qin Chen truly had connections with the Heavenly Star Merchant Association, such a master alchemist, would the Heavenly Star Merchant Association not send someone to protect him? How could he be so easily injured and captured by the Zhu family?

Zhu Hongzhi found it strange that Qin Chen had no way out, since they and the Martial Repair Mansion had already prepared a trap, creating an impenetrable net. It would be extremely difficult for a fly to escape, let alone a living person.

However, the ease with which Qin Chen was subdued puzzled him, and he felt something was off in his heart.

But it was too late for him to speak; before his words had even fallen, the Qin Chen who had been lying on the ground suddenly moved.

Whoosh!

A brilliant sword light illuminated the void, bursting forth with dazzling brilliance, stunning everyone.

Pfft!

In the next moment, the middle-aged man’s shocked and angry head soared into the sky, blood spraying nearly ten meters away.

At the same time!