Silence!

With that statement from Qin Heng, the entire area fell silent.

"Mr. Qin, run! This monk is very powerful!" Chen Qingzhu was the first to react, yelling anxiously, "Mr. Qin, don't come here, just run!"

This monk came from the Golden Buddha Temple, a hidden sect of the Martial Dao that possessed incredibly powerful Cultivation Techniques!

Ordinary Martial Artists couldn't possibly be his match!

Su Yiyi, however, seemed to grasp at her last straw, crying out, "Qin Heng, Mr. Qin, Young Master Qin, please! I beg you to save my brother!"

Qin Heng's gaze was glacial as he looked at Xuanwang, his killing intent surging wildly.

"So you are Qin Heng, the one who defeated my junior brother, Black Monk?" Xuanwang watched Qin Heng with interest, smiling. "You actually dared to come. Not bad, you have some courage. To jump from the top of a twelve-story building unscathed, as a secular Martial Artist, that's also impressive."

In his view, Qin Heng was at most a Half-step Grandmaster. It was impossible for him to be at the Transcendence Realm because the Cultivation Techniques inherited in the secular world were too rudimentary. Cultivating to the Transcendence Realm at such a young age was almost impossible.

Since he was merely a Half-step Grandmaster, and a secular one at that, Xuanwang was absolutely confident he could kill him with a single punch.

However, Qin Heng couldn't be bothered with him and went straight to Chen Qingzhu's side. He lightly touched her abdomen and frowned. "There's bleeding in your five major organs; the injury is very severe."

"Mr. Qin! Run!" Chen Qingzhu was nearly in tears. Qin Heng hadn't run away but had actually come over to save her, and that monk Xuanwang was an incredibly powerful Half-step Grandmaster!

"Be quiet!" Qin Heng gently pressed his finger against Chen Qingzhu's lips, placed his palm on her abdomen, and infused a thread of Mana into her body.

The Mana of a Cultivator was an incredibly advanced form of energy for ordinary people. Just a trace of it could save someone on the brink of death.

It was superior to any medical treatment.

This was an energy of a higher order than the life force of ordinary people, capable of instantaneously reviving them, as long as they weren't already dead!

"Ah!" Chen Qingzhu couldn't help but cry out, her face flushing red. She felt warmth spreading through her body, and the intense pain from earlier vanished. She could clearly feel her body rapidly growing healthier.

What sort of medical technique was this? It was utterly unheard of!

Xuanwang, on the other hand, was stunned. He realized Qin Heng had completely ignored what he'd just said. He, a true disciple of the Golden Buddha Temple and a soon-to-be Grandmaster of Transcendence, was being ignored!

By a trashy secular Half-step Grandmaster!

"You're seeking death!" Xuanwang roared in rage.

His eyes widened, like a King Ming consumed by fury, descending to the mortal world to destroy everything!

His robust body suddenly swelled, growing over two meters tall, his muscles as hard as forged steel. He raised his arm, like a thick steel column, and ferociously smashed it toward Qin Heng's head!

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

With this punch, a series of sonic booms erupted, the air itself seeming to churn into white waves, like a plane swooping low overhead. The sound was deafening!

Its tremendous power was heart-stopping.

「Off in the distance, inside a BMW.」

Zhou Beichen, a Disciple of Shadow Gate who had been observing the situation, narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Xuanwang, this crazy monk, indeed has exceptional Martial Dao talent! To have cultivated the 'Rage of Ming King's Power' to such a level in such a short time... I estimate that in two or three years, he will step into the Transcendence Realm. This young man fighting him is finished."

"Isn't this kid the one we encountered at Changtai Plaza before?" Shadow commented from the back seat, watching with cold detachment. "Turns out he's a secular Half-step Grandmaster. He dares to make a move against Xuanwang; he's truly courting death."

At this moment, Chen Qingzhu, Su Yiyi, and the others were terrified as they watched Xuanwang throw his punch.

"Be careful! Mr. Qin, run!"

"Qin Heng! Watch out behind you! That monk—"

"Die! You ant from the secular world, scum! You have no right to appear before me!" Xuanwang laughed heartily, already envisioning Qin Heng's head exploding.

The spray of blood, the shattered skull—this was what Xuanwang considered true aesthetics. When killing his targets, the sight he most craved was their heads being blown apart.

WHOOSH!

Qin Heng's figure suddenly vanished. Xuanwang's tremendously powerful punch struck the concrete wall in front of him. With a thunderous CRASH, most of the wall collapsed, sending concrete flying and snapping steel reinforcement bars!

He was like a human-shaped bomb.

Su Yiyi and Chen Qingzhu watched this scene, their faces turning ghostly pale. If they had been hit just now, their mortal bodies definitely wouldn't have withstood it! Wait a minute... Wasn't Qin Heng the one who was about to face that punch? Why wasn't he hit?

"How come I'm unharmed?" Chen Qingzhu finally realized she had been right in front of Qin Heng a moment ago; that punch couldn't possibly have missed her.

Then, she discovered she was lying in a broad, sturdy embrace, held horizontally in Qin Heng's arms. He had dodged Xuanwang's attack, and she was completely unscathed!

My heavens! Xuanwang's attack was so fast, yet Qin Heng had managed to dodge it while holding someone! Incredible! Too incredible!

Su Yiyi and Su Mingli both widened their eyes, their understanding of Qin Heng's strength reaching a new level. Perhaps he really did stand a chance against Xuanwang!

「Inside the BMW.」

Zhou Beichen's face showed a flicker of interest. "Interesting. A Half-step Grandmaster from the secular world isn't as weak as I imagined. It seems he might be able to withstand a few more moves from Xuanwang."

"This old servant, however, thinks the boy won't last beyond one more attack," Shadow said, shaking his head. "The difference between a secular Half-step Grandmaster and a sect's Martial Artist is too vast. It's not just their Cultivation Techniques and martial skills; the disparity in strength and stamina is like heaven and earth. The fact that the boy dodged one strike was incredibly lucky. With one more attack, he's certain to die."

"Hahaha, good. Let's make a bet and enjoy the show," Zhou Beichen laughed softly.

He didn't take the people of the secular world seriously. To him, the life-and-death struggle unfolding before his eyes was merely a trivial play, at most an interesting diversion. Whether people lived or died, or how many perished, he didn't care at all. This was the perspective of someone utterly superior, looking down with extreme disdain on the people of the secular world.

"You actually managed to dodge my attack! This will be the greatest accomplishment of your life!" Xuanwang, laughing maniacally with a frenzied expression, swung his fist again, aiming at Qin Heng.

"Rejoice! Cheer! And then, be killed by me! HAHAHAHA!"

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