Volume 1 Chapter 15: Fury! Total Explosion

  Qin Yuxian flew straight out of the fighting platform and landed on the ground. Although the fighting platform was only a little over a meter high, if one fell off without any defense, the injury might not be small.

  Qin Hao hastily stepped forward, welcoming Qin Yuxian's figure, and then stretched out his arms to catch Qin Yuxian. As soon as his arm touched Qin Yuxian, Qin Hao was pulled back rapidly by the force of Qin Yuxian's throw.

  After retreating several steps, Qin Hao's right foot stomped heavily on the ground, leaving a deep mark before his body finally slowed down.

  "Are you okay?" Qin Hao stood firmly and looked at Qin Yuxian in his arms, asking softly.

  Qin Yuxian's small face was pale, she stared for a while and found that the person who helped her was actually Qin Hao, slightly surprised.

  She stiffened for a moment, then hastily struggled out of Qin Hao's arms and said somewhat flusteredly: "It's nothing."

  Qin Hao carefully observed Qin Yuxian, then reached out his hand and gently wiped away the bloodstains from the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief. He said with concern: "It looks like it's nothing serious, probably just that last punch was too powerful, causing internal injury due to backlash. The wound inside isn't severe, rest for now and calm down."

  Qin Hao's movement made Qin Yuxian stiffen again, and she took a step to the side without leaving any marks. This action pulled on her injury, so she coughed several times in a row.

  Qin Hao looked at her and felt helpless about her stubbornness, saying: "I really don't know what to say to you. There's no need to insist."

  "Qin Hao, I didn't expect you to show up. Are you here to compete with me?" Lin Bi looked down at Qin Hao from the stage, his expression arrogant and his tone mocking.

  "Hao Young Master, why don't you take your family and leave quietly today? Staying here any longer would only make a mockery of yourselves." A young man in elegant attire from the Lin family chimed in, seemingly of high status.

  "What's the point of staying here if you don't have the strength or courage?" The one who said this was a blue-clad youth standing at the front of the Blue House team. He took a few steps towards Qin Hao, his eyes focusing on him as he sneered: "Putting on airs, could it be that you really dare to go up on stage?"

  Qin Shan's face changed, afraid that Qin Hao would suffocate, he hastily grabbed Qin Hao's shoulder and said with a bitter expression: "Qin Hao, let's go. The situation is such that there's no other choice."

  Qin Yuxian looked at Qin Hao with an inexplicable expression.

  The rest of the Qin family stood quietly behind Qin Shan, waiting for Qin Hao's decision.

  Logically, they should have left. Clearly losing was a foregone conclusion, and even the mysterious and powerful Qin Yuxian had lost to Lin Bi, so Qin Hao going up would be pointless. Even if Qin Hao wanted to go up, they should have spoken out to stop him. They weren't impulsive people who acted without considering the consequences, they knew how to make a decision at this time.

  But reason yields to reason, yet in their hearts, an idea has been lingering, preventing them from taking a step back and opening their mouths to persuade Qin Hao to leave.

  Today's matter has reached this point, and it has already affected the family's reputation. Qin Yuxian was defeated, and now as the son of the head of the Qin family, if Qin Hao retreats, these people will never be able to hold their heads up high again. The elite of the family being beaten and fleeing in disarray is enough to become a laughing stock.

  "Big brother, take care of Yu Xian." Qin Hao glanced at the reactions of the crowd and calmly walked towards the central martial arts arena.

  "Qin Hao, don't be impulsive." Qin Shan's face changed, and he stretched out his hand again to pull Qin Hao back.

  Qin Hao waved his hand to interrupt him, a smile on his face: "Big brother, some things can't be avoided just by wanting to. Letting Yu Xian block the way for so long, isn't that unjust?"

  Qin Yuxian said with a hint of urgency: "Qin Hao, no need..."

  "Rain Immortal. In some ways, you and I are still alike. For example, this smelly and hard temper." Qin Hao stopped in his tracks, speaking to Qin Yu Xian with his back turned.

  Qin Yuxian gazed at Qin Hao's back, silent. Qin Shan let out a long sigh and said in a yielding tone: "Suit yourselves then. You two siblings are both like this, I have nothing to say."

  A murmur arose in the crowd of onlookers. Although most people did not know Qin Hao, they had heard about him, that he had stagnated in his martial arts and had become a complete waste. And so when they heard his choice, everyone was left speechless in shock.

  The people surrounding him spontaneously gave way and cleared a path, and Qin Hao's route to the martial arts platform was suddenly unobstructed.

  Except for Lin Lan and his family, the rest of the people in the field did not speak again. They quietly watched Qin Hao walk calmly onto the stage.

  Qin Hao was oblivious to this. He simply walked at his own pace with ease and composure.

  One step, another step, and yet another step...

  As Qin Hao stepped onto the stairs, he stopped in his tracks, seemingly taking a deep breath before turning around and smiling towards the direction of the Qin family juniors: "Yu Xian, you've done well, really well. From now on, let me take over."

  This is his promise, his oath, and he will never change it.

  Without waiting for Qin Yuxian's astonishment to subside, Qin Hao shifted his gaze back to Lin Bi, who was standing opposite him with a ferocious expression.

  For Qin Hao, many things he can ignore. Reborn, he can give up a lot of things, not caring about others' sarcasm and ridicule, nor caring about the loss of those strengths.

  But in his heart, there was an unyielding line that stood firm, it was his obsession, the goal of his rebirth.

  But today, Lin Bi has already crossed that line and is rampant in his field. Since then, new hatreds and old grievances have been added together, it's time to thoroughly settle accounts.

  No need for words, just fight.

  Qin Hao raised his head, the smile on his face vanished, and in that moment, a cluster of flames that would not be extinguished for thousands of years suddenly burst forth from his eyes.

  "Lin Bi, come on." The words full of fighting spirit burst out of Qin Hao's mouth and echoed throughout the venue.

  "Trash is delivered to your doorstep, Brother Lin, no need to be polite to him." A young man from the Lin family spoke with a scornful tone. And then, whether it was the Lin or Lan family's children, they all chimed in.

  "Foolish."

  "Self-righteous."

  "Regardless of life or death."

  A group of people have drawn conclusions about Qin Hao's behavior.

  Qin Hao seemed to have not heard, at this moment his eyes only had Lin Bi. In his eyes, there was unbridled anger raging without any restraint.

  At that moment, Lin Bi was startled by the destructive and violent aura in Qin Hao's eyes, but he quickly calmed down, thinking that Qin Hao was just pretending to be fierce. The smile on Lin Bi's face became even more sinister.

  Since Qin Hao has come to his doorstep today, he won't show any courtesy at all.

  "Qin Hao, you asked for it yourself, don't blame me."

  On the martial arts stage, Lin Bi and Qin Hao stood facing each other from a distance. The momentum of both sides was rising.

  Qin Hao stopped after reaching the eighth level of Jingxuan. Lin Bi, on the other hand, directly ascended to the tenth level of Jingxuan, his momentum suppressing Qin Hao by a head.

  After exercising his hands and feet, Lin Bi looked at Qin Hao with a serene smile: "It's hard to hold back in a fight, if I hurt Qin Hao, it would be a great offense."

  A thin layer of golden aura covered Lin Bi's palm, making his palm slightly crystal clear at this moment. Under the transparent skin, the blue blood vessels were faintly visible, and the flow of the golden aura under his palm was also clearly visible.

  Mystical transformation can be achieved only at the tenth level of profound condensation.

  The golden aura's coverage caused Lin Bi's hands to become as if they were forged from metal, with a cold glow emanating from them.

  "I'm here." Lin Bi said with a gloomy smile.

  Lin's right foot stomped on the ground, and his body burst out in an instant. His palm, covered in golden mysterious energy, shone dazzlingly under the sunlight.

  Lin's figure flashed across the stage, and his two palms shot out like golden arrows towards Qin Hao.

  The light golden palm waved, like two golden copper hammers, bringing a breaking wind sound, directly covering Qin Hao's body. The strong and fierce power of Jin Xuan's mysterious energy was fully revealed at this moment.

  Qin Hao felt the gust of wind brought by Lin Bi, his face turned a few shades darker. In an instant, he activated "Yu Yan Jue", concentrated his vital energy on the soles of his feet, and with a sudden kick on the stone platform, a white figure darted towards Lin Bi's direction.

  Bang! Bang!

  As the sound of two fists and palms colliding closely together rang out, Qin Hao and Lin Bi directly collided with each other.

  A sudden surge of powerful energy came from his palm, and Qin Hao's right foot stomped heavily on the stone platform, but he still retreated several steps backwards.

  After landing, Qin Hou stomped on the ground again. Using that counterforce, he charged towards Lin Bi. At the same time, Lin Bi, who was also knocked back, made the same move.

  Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

  Two figures collided again, the sound of fists and palms colliding like a drumbeat, densely spreading from the middle.

  They exchanged blows, the two of them constantly colliding on the martial arts stage. Neither side deliberately defended, but simply dodged, punched, dodged, and punched again, repeating simple yet ferocious movements. The two fists' shadows kept clashing non-stop.

  A louder sound than before rang out, and the two figures were both knocked flying backwards, retreating to the edge of the martial arts stage before barely managing to steady themselves.

  "I didn't think Qin Hao could do it like this." Qin Shan was slightly stunned, gazing at the battle situation on stage, his face full of incredulity.

  Qin Yuxian stretched out her pale hand, covering her slightly open mouth, and her face was also expressionless. Qin Yuxian still remembered that more than a dozen days ago, when Qin Hao and Lin Bi had a conflict, his aura was truly just the condensed power of the Eightfold Mystic Realm.

  "Maybe it's a problem with the method." Qin Yuxian furrowed her brow, seemingly deep in thought.

  The faces of the Qin family members were all filled with joy, they also didn't understand why Qin Hao could fight like this, but in their opinion, the result wouldn't be as bad as they had imagined. At that moment, an absurd thought even flashed through their minds: perhaps, Qin Hao might win today after all.

  The onlookers' eyes were all bulging out of their sockets.

  Lin Bi's strength was something they had witnessed with their own eyes, and even Qin Yuxian, who was also at the tenth level, had fallen. They hadn't expected that Qin Hao, who was only at the eighth level, would be able to resist so fiercely without being at a disadvantage, which made it hard for them to believe.

  "Not bad." Lin Bi stood still, shaking his palm and sneering: "I underestimated you. Since that's the case, I don't need to hold back either."

  As soon as his voice fell, Lin Bi suddenly accelerated, and his fists wrapped in a dazzling pale golden light rushed towards Qin Hao at an incredible speed.

  Qin Hao's right foot stepped forward half a step, his right hand clenched into a fist, and with a powerful gust of wind, he smashed it towards Lin Bi.

  Flat Stance Skill, Mountain Breaking Palm.

  Lin Bi revealed a serene smile, his footsteps paused and flashed, barely dodging Qin Hao's palm strike. Then, a faint golden light appeared in the air as he drew an arc with both hands, suddenly pressing it towards Qin Hao's chest.

  "Flat Peak Summit Martial Arts: Open Heaven Palm."

  A loud roar, Lin Bi's hands suddenly burst out with a golden light several times stronger than before, and the momentary radiance made everyone in the audience feel somewhat dazzled.

  "Peak of the Flat Stage martial arts?" Qin Shan's face changed, and he said incredulously: "How is that possible? The highest martial art of the Lin family is only the High-Grade Breaking Mystical Palm of the Flat Stage."

  "Qin Hao." Qin Yuxian exclaimed, taking a step forward and wanting to rush onto the stage. But with one movement, she pulled on her injury, and a thread of bright red blood seeped out from the corner of her mouth. Her face turned even paler.

  "Still lost?" A black-robed young man from the Qin family sighed with a bitter smile, muttering to himself.

  No one answered his question. At this moment, the Qin family could only use their desperate eyes to look at Lin, who was approaching Qin Hao with an astonishing momentum, and saw his palm print towards Qin Hao's chest.

  "No matter what, he didn't bring shame to the Qin clan." Another youth beside him spoke up.

  On stage, Qin Hao hastily retreated a step back, his hands crossed in front of his chest, blocking Lin Bi's attack.

  Qin Hao and Lin Bi's palms finally came together.

  Bang!

  This collision was even more frightening, and the place where both sides stood was shaken up with a burst of sand dust.

  The sandstorm obscured the figures of the two people, and then one person suddenly burst out of the sandstorm. The person's face was deathly pale, with blood oozing from their mouth and nose.

  It was strange that the figure was not Qin Hao, but Lin Bi who seemed to have the upper hand just now.

  The eyes in the field of vision turned over an angle and shot onto Qin Hao who was standing there leisurely.

  All that could be seen was Qin Hao's appearance, as calm and composed as before, with his fists clenched in front of him. On the surface of his fists, a thin layer of fiery red color covered them, and beneath the fiery red color, a faint red mysterious energy flowed.

  "Xuan Hua? You're also a Xuan Hua of the tenth level? This is impossible!" Lin Bi's eyes widened in shock, and he shouted hysterically.

  "Condensed Mystique, tenth level?" Qin Shan was thoroughly shocked. He turned to ask Qin Yuxian: "Wasn't he at the eighth level of Condensed Mystique just over a dozen days ago? When did it get to this point? What's going on here?"

  "I'm not clear." Qin Yuxian bit her lip, and the watery eyes also had a puzzled color. She didn't understand how Qin Hao suddenly reached the tenth level of Ningxuan either. However, seeing Qin Hao's current situation, Qin Yuxian couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

  "Mystical transformation. Is it the peak of mystical condensation?"

  "It's actually true, it's tenfold."

  The Qin family's children were discussing and speculating, with doubts and misunderstandings in their hearts, but more of them were overjoyed. The situation seemed to be in Qin Hao's favor.

  Looking at the people from the Lin and Lan families, they had already become speechless. Especially those who were shouting "fools, don't know life or death" just now, they looked as if they had been slapped ten times, their faces turning pale and white, looking extremely ugly.

  They didn't know that if Qin Hao, who had condensed his cultivation to the tenth level, was still a useless waste, then what were they, who only had six or seven levels of real strength?

  On the martial arts stage, Qin Hao didn't answer his question, but instead shook his hand and said in a cold tone: "Hidden very deeply, actually having a peak-level martial skill, but no matter what, today you will have to pay some price."

  As soon as the words fell, Qin Hao's body moved, quickly approaching Lin Bi within ten steps, and with all his might, he punched Lin Bi's right shoulder.

  Lin Bi was directly knocked back several steps by this palm. Qin Hao followed up again, sweeping his leg towards Lin Bi's waist side.

  Lin's hands and feet were all used at once, his crotch was in a flurry, one leg retreated several steps in a hurry.

  Qin Hao followed again, his body flashed, and he moved behind Lin Bi. One elbow struck towards Lin Bi's back.

  Hand, elbow, knee, leg, Qin Hao's attacking means were used to the extreme.

  At first, Lin could barely avoid a few punches and block some fists. As Qin Hao's attack became faster and faster, Lin was completely reduced to a punching bag, swaying back and forth in Qin Hao's stormy attack, struggling to hold on.

  "This is what you owe Yu Xian."

  Qin Hao appeared behind Lin Bi, close to his ear, and said with a cold smile.

  Qin Hao let out a cold laugh, and the red aura on his palm grew even more dazzling. When the light reached its brightest point, the aura suddenly contracted as if it had a spirit of its own, retracting into his palm.

  "Flat-step technique: Three consecutive breaks of shattered gold."

  A loud roar, three fists overlapped together, with a powerful momentum, directly smashing down on Lin Bi heavily.

  Lin Bi's body was like a kite flying backwards, with blood gushing out of his mouth and nose, and then he heavily fell to the ground, after landing, he still couldn't stop dragging out a trail several meters long.

  The sand and dust rose from where Lin Bi fell, covering his entire body. When the sand and dust dispersed, Lin Bi was lying on the ground like a dead dog, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, unable to move, looking as wretched as possible.

  All eyes moved to Qin Hao in the center of the stage. The sound in the field also disappeared strangely at this moment. On the square, there was a thorough silence first, and then the sound of inhaling cold air came out one after another.