Martial Master

In the eyes of the strong from these medium forces, the people from Qin Chen's small forces were like ants; killing them was as trivial as stepping on them, not worth a mention.

They all watched the spectacle with crossed arms.

"Young Master Chen, be careful!"

Zhuo Qingfeng's face turned pale, and he hurriedly wanted to take action.

Qin Chen also narrowed his eyes, gathering the true energy in his body, the mental power in his mind frantically operating, about to burst forth.

But suddenly, as if sensing something, the aura on Qin Chen instantly retracted, and he said to Zhuo Qingfeng, "Zhuo Qingfeng, let him make a move. If he can kill me, then he has great skill."

"You..."

Zhuo Qingfeng stared at Qin Chen in a daze. The opponent's attack was about to land on his face, yet Qin Chen seemed completely unconcerned? He even wanted the opponent to strike?

Just as he was puzzled, an angry shout suddenly rang out in the Medicine King Garden.

"Are you ignoring this garden's master by causing a ruckus in my Medicine King Garden?"

That cold snort contained astonishing anger, resonating in the minds of every strong person at the entrance of the Medicine King Garden like thunder, causing everyone's expression to change drastically as they retreated, their blood surging, nearly vomiting blood.

Immediately after, with a loud bang, a hand suddenly appeared in front of Qin Chen and Zhuo Qingfeng, gently squeezing, instantly shattering the fist mark that Xu Long had thrown out. Various life-and-death concepts and terrifying true essence exploded and dissipated everywhere, but that hand gently waved, binding all the explosions within a space, not allowing even a trace to escape.

Then that hand waved again, and Xu Long immediately spewed out a mouthful of fresh blood, heavily smashing to the ground, creating a massive deep pit on the surface outside the Medicine King Garden.

"Hiss!"

Everyone collectively gasped in shock, staring in horror as the master of the Medicine King Garden flew out from within, each person turning pale, filled with dread.

So strong, is this the person who dares to challenge the master of the high-level dynasty's Medicine King Garden?

No matter how one looked at it, Xu Long was still a peak Martial King at the initial stage of the seventh rank, one of the top-tier powerful figures in the Hundred Dynasties.

Yet in front of the master of the Medicine King Garden, he appeared as fragile as an ant.

This kind of disparity sent chills down everyone's spines; if it were them, they would probably be severely injured just by a wave from the master of the Medicine King Garden.

"You dare to cause a ruckus outside my Medicine King Garden? Are you all seeking death?"

The master of the Medicine King Garden looked coldly at the crowd before him, a killing intent rampaging through the void, making everyone’s hair stand on end, feeling as if they were being watched by an ancient ferocious beast, deep down feeling fear.

"No."

"Senior, we are merely admiring you and have not caused any trouble."

"Please forgive us, Senior."

Some Martial Kings quickly spoke in trembling voices.

After all, this was someone who dared to take action against the ancestors of high-level dynasties; if they killed them, their own dynasty likely wouldn't dare to seek revenge for them.

"Hmph."

The master of the Medicine King Garden coldly snorted, raising his right hand. With a loud boom, the place where Xu Long stood instantly shattered. Xu Long, who had fallen into the deep pit, was immediately pulled into the void with a face full of terror.

He was covered in blood, staring in fear at the master of the Medicine King Garden, his body immobilized and unable to move, terrified he said, "I meant no offense to the master; please spare me."

Xu Long was in excruciating pain, blood flowing everywhere, but he didn't even dare to heal himself, just desperately begging for mercy, cold sweat pouring down his body.

"Spare you?" The master of the Medicine King Garden coldly snorted, ignoring Xu Long's pleas, and turned to Qin Chen, saying, "Master, how should we deal with this guy? Please instruct."