Chapter Thirty-Five: Confrontation

  With a clean and swift punch, Lin Bi was knocked unconscious. Then, the fat man walked up to Qin Hao with a kind smile and said: "You're the one from Tian Nan Fang today, aren't you?"

  Qin Hao nodded and said with a smile in his voice: "I didn't expect that you have a pretty good memory."

  The fatty rubbed his head, and with a rather silly smile, said: "Heh heh, that's natural. Just now I really have to thank you. Otherwise, it's not certain we could have handled those few people."

  Qin Hao shrugged nonchalantly and said in a low voice, "No need to thank me, I just had some past grievances with them. I'm just taking the opportunity to settle my personal scores."

  "Haha, whatever is fine, I'll indulge you today. My surname is Long, my name is Ao Tian, what should I call you?" The fatty said with a warm smile as he extended his hand to Qin Hao.

  Long Ao Tian! Qin Hao's eyes twitched with excitement, and for a moment, he couldn't find the words to evaluate him.

  "Never mind. It doesn't matter."

  Qin Hao didn't think much of it and subsequently stretched out his right hand with a warm smile to shake hands with the fatty.

  Bang!

  A loud noise came from the handshake of the two, and Qin Hao and Bao Zi retreated at the same time. Qin Hao's right sleeve was cut off from his arm, turning into fragments, like a black butterfly flying in the air. Bao Zi was even more miserable, with the upper half of his right half of his clothes completely shattered, turning into countless fragments.

  "Damn it, you actually launched a sneak attack." The fatty's face was unsightly, and he said with an indignant tone.

  Qin Hao smiled and said: "You're just like that, didn't you use your inner strength when we shook hands earlier?"

  "Humph!" Fatso angrily said: "Who knows what you're sneaking around for? Of course, Brother Fat has to be on guard. One look and I can tell your character is no good, using hidden strength to launch a sneak attack."

  Qin Hao smiled lightly, not taking it to heart. This fatty was really too naive and gullible, believing people's words so easily; he wouldn't have lived till today if he wasn't careful. Just now when he stretched out his hand, Qin Hao knew that with his personality, he would probably make some underhanded move, fortunately he had been on guard, otherwise he would have suffered a great loss. The fatty saw that Qin Hao was ignoring him and became even more enraged, in an instant transforming into a human-shaped war chariot, charging over and sending countless pebbles flying along the way.

  Qin Hao did not retreat but instead advanced forward, directly meeting him head-on.

  Bang!

  Fat boy's fist directly hit Qin Hao's chest, Qin Hao turned around and dodged, the fist directly brushed past Qin Hao's right shoulder and hit a tree behind him, leaving a fist print on the trunk. Wood chips flew out like snowflakes.

  Qin Hao flashed by, and then concentrated his vital energy on the soles of his feet. With one foot, he swept across the waist of the fat man. The fat man rolled forward on the ground to avoid the attack. A small sapling behind him was cut off at the waist by Qin Hao's sweep.

  Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

  Qin Hao didn't know how many punches he had thrown, his offense was fierce and relentless, not stopping for a moment. He forced the fat man to become flustered and unable to cope.

  "Stop, stop, I give up."

  The fatty was shouting with his mouth, but his hands were moving non-stop, and even more fiercely than before. Qin Hao didn't bother to respond to him, and his fist attacks became faster and more powerful.

  "Ah, you really think Fat Brother is afraid of you!" Fat Brother angrily shouted. As he let out a loud roar, his clumsy and round body, like a ball, suddenly became extremely agile, quickly jumping and dodging. He darted back and forth among the leaves and grass, like a nimble fox, elusive and leaving no trace.

  Relying on the shade of the trees, Pangzi's figure became more and more eerie, like a ghostly apparition that jumped away in a few leaps and disappeared from sight. Several times, he even vanished directly in front of Qin Hao.

  "I'll hit you." The fatty suddenly jumped down from the branch above Qin Hao, throwing a full-force punch downwards like a heavy axe. Qin Hao retreated two steps back and barely dodged the fist. The fatty's massive fist pounded into the ground, creating a depression.

  "I'm gone." Missing with one blow, the fat man immediately jumped several times and dived into the bushes again.

  Qin Hao took a few deep breaths, calmed down, and tried to distinguish the direction of the fat man's attack by listening to the slight sound. However, that fat man was extremely agile in darting between the trees, and didn't even make the slightest rustling sound when rubbing against the leaves.

  "End."

  Fatso suddenly jumped out from behind again, flying a kick straight to Qin Hao's back. Qin Hao turned around, his left arm fisted, dissolving Fatso's impact force, and his right fist pulled back, just about to strike, when Fatso took several quick steps, like a fast-moving ball, and darted into the surrounding dense thicket again.

  Qin Hao spat out a mouthful of turbid air, moved his shoulders, and smiled at the corner of his mouth. He didn't expect that Pangzi's movements would be so fierce at this time. In that case, let's fight quickly.

  Deciding then, Qin Hao didn't dare to hold back in the slightest. The mysterious energy in his dantian burst out wildly and spread throughout his body. "Thousand Mile Wind Control" was also fully unleashed at this moment. Afterwards, Qin Hao was like a gust of wind, rolling into the grass thicket and quickly moving through the dense trees.

  "Damn it, he actually used this move."

  The chubby boy who was hiding in a clump of grass, curled up into a ball, was frightened by Qin Hao's speed and his eyes also bulged out slightly at that moment.

  "I've found you."

  A moment later, Qin Hao arrived at the haystack where Baozi was hiding and kicked it down with one leg. The branches and mud scattered instantly. Baozi rolled out of the grass thicket and ran into the cover of other branches.

  Qin Hao's mouth twitched as he quickly caught up.

  The two figures changed rapidly, one chasing and one fleeing, unknowingly moving into the Azure Silent Forest.

  After moving a distance in the Azure Silence, Fatty wiped off the sweat on his forehead with a miserable expression, and his heart was wailing incessantly. Further ahead was where the Azure Silence's demonic beasts frequently appeared, and rashly advancing at this moment was truly not a wise choice.

  Thinking of this, the fatty gritted his teeth and forcibly stopped his body from running forward. He turned around and charged at Qin Hao like a mad bull, attacking him with all his might.

  Qin Hao, who was chasing after him, saw what Fatso did and felt a little surprised. He quickly stopped his body with his left foot on the ground.

  The fatty was still fighting desperately, completely disregarding defense, with fists, elbows, knees, legs and head all launching a fierce attack on Qin Hao.

  Qin Hao hastily responded, and in the chaos, he was hit by a chubby fist on his face. Before flying out, Qin Hao's foot directly stepped on Chubby's face, directly kicking him down.

  Qin Hao stood up from the ground, and the mask on his face began to show signs of cracking. One crack after another appeared, and the sound of cracking echoed through the air. The cracks on the mask grew more and more, until finally, with a faint crisp sound, the entire mask shattered into over a dozen pieces, completely breaking apart.

  Qin Hao's face was also exposed from behind the mask.

  The fatty got up from the ground, his face bearing a footprint that stretched from the left corner of his eye to the bottom of his right mouth, making people want to laugh.

  The fatty scolded a few words, then stared at Qin Hao's face fiercely, and only after a moment did he say as if waking up from a dream: "Oh, it's you."

  Qin Hao was puzzled in his heart. At this time, Pangzi should have never seen him before, but why did he look like he knew him?

  "Do you know me?" Qin Hao asked lightly.

  "It goes without saying. Having been in this Tianlang City for a few days, I naturally had to investigate which families were causing more trouble and which ones couldn't be provoked at all. I've seen many portraits, so I'm familiar with the appearance of some young masters from several major families in this city. Plus, you once crippled Lin Bi, so your reputation in this city isn't small either."

  "Since you know it's me, then you should also know the grudges between Lin Bi and me." Qin Hao paused for a moment before continuing: "So, there's no need for you to be so desperate anymore. In a certain sense, we are neither enemies nor friends."

  "That's natural, that's natural. Just now I was afraid you had ill intentions, a lone cultivator like me who has reached the Congenital Realm, venturing out into the world, naturally has to be on guard. This is unavoidable."

  The fat boy's eyebrows opened and he smiled, as if he had already put down what happened just now.

  "So there's no need to fight anymore?" Qin Hao asked.

  "Of course... damn it, getting me all worked up like this, at least let me hit a few more times."

  The fatty suddenly burst out again, with a look of desperation, charging forward in a straight line. Qin Hao's muscles, which had not yet fully relaxed, tensed up once more, meeting the charge head-on.

  Perhaps Qin Hao's words had an effect, this time the fat man's punch was still fierce, but there was no longer any mysterious energy attached to his fist, instead relying mainly on physical strength.

  It seems that Fatso really wants to hit a few punches to vent his anger. Qin Hao understood his intention and also retracted his Xuan Qi, counterattacking with his fists.

  The two men did not use any martial arts techniques, nor did they use any attacking moves. They didn't even use their internal energy. It was simply a matter of whose fists were harder and who had more power. This round of fighting may not have been as smooth and elegant as the previous one, but it was intense and fierce, with every punch landing solidly on flesh.

  Half an hour later.

  The two of them stood a few meters apart, gazing at each other from afar, both with their hands on their waists, panting heavily, their faces slightly flushed.

  Qin Hao's mouth corners were both bruised, and his shoulder was punched.

  As for the fatty, apart from the previous footprints on his face, both eye sockets were blackened, and his cheeks were bruised and red. It vividly illustrates the meaning of a swollen nose and face.

  "Fatty, you can stop now. You won't get away with it."

  "Damn it, Fat Master has a score to settle with you. You always manage to hit me where it hurts the most - my face! Today's grudge is on me now. Fat Master never delays revenge."

  "Fatty, you're not making sense." Qin Hao said helplessly: "You don't eat by your face anyway."

  "Shut up. You still dare to waste words, I'm telling you..."

  "Shh... be quiet." Qin Hao raised his finger and placed it on his lips, interrupting the fatty's words.

  "You're trying to change the subject and shirk responsibility?" Fatso said indignantly.

  Qin Hao's face suddenly changed, and a layer of cold sweat also appeared on his forehead. He suddenly activated his Xuan Gong, rushed forward, kicked the fat man to the ground with one foot, and himself rolled on the ground for two circles.

  Chubby's face was pressed into the ground, and he ate a few mouthfuls of mud. He spat out a few times, glaring at Qin Hao furiously: "You dare to launch a sneak attack."

  Qin Hao smiled bitterly, stretched out his hand and pointed to the position where the fat man was standing earlier, then pointed again at the thickest branch of the towering tree in front.

  The fat man looked towards the position he pointed to, and at the original place where the fat man was standing, there were three more pits, the pits sank several inches, and at the edge of them, a strange black color was spreading, as if it had been corroded by something.

  She turned her head and looked towards the branch that Qin Hao was pointing at. On that branch, a strange monster was crouching.

  That monster looked a bit like a snake at first glance, but its head was as thick as an adult's fist, and its body was only as thin as a small thumb. Its pupils were black, with a faint glow, and there were some strange lines on its body that seemed to have a metallic texture. The monster kept spitting out threads, looking extremely ferocious.

  The fat man's sweat suddenly came down.

  "Second-rate low-level demon beast, Iron Wire Python."

  Second-order demon beast, equivalent to a strong Lingxuan in human society. And this iron wire python is among the top of all second-order low-level demon beasts, its strength is at least equivalent to the third heavy realm of human Lingxuan.