42: Chapter 42 Three punches, shatter the bald head!!

"Swish—!"

Thousands of gazes instantly turned in unison towards the source of the sound!

In the crowded throng, a path slowly opened up.

Qin Feng, dressed in a crisp black martial outfit with his hands behind his back, walked out of the crowd with calm, unhurried steps, arriving at the very center of the Martial Arts Arena.

His face, perhaps too handsome and even a bit young, was exceptionally striking under the sunlight.

After a brief, deathly silence.

"Boom—!"

The entire Martial Arts Arena erupted instantly into thunderous, earth-shaking laughter!

"Hahaha! Are my eyes playing tricks on me? Who is this kid?! Still wet behind the ears and he dares to come and snatch a token?"

"I recognize him! He's some down-and-out fellow who just moved into Ding District a while ago, I think his name is Qin Feng!"

"A punk who just became a Middle-tier Servant dares to challenge the East District's Three Evils, who are all at Mortal Stage 7? He must be tired of living and wants a quick end."

The crowd was filled with undisguised mockery and sarcasm; everyone looked at Qin Feng as if they were watching a corpse about to be crushed.

The East District's Three Evils, standing in the center of the arena, were also stunned for a moment.

Then, Big Baldy laughed the loudest.

"Hahaha-haha—!"

Big Baldy even bent over with laughter, tears almost streaming out.

He pointed a finger as thick as a carrot at Qin Feng, his tone filled with contempt and cruelty:

"Kid, did a donkey kick you in the head before you left home this morning?! With a scrawny frame like yours, Granddaddy here can smash you into meat paste with a single slap! While I'm still in a good mood, kneel down, kowtow three times, and get lost!"

Facing the mockery of the entire crowd and Big Baldy's highly insulting verbal abuse,

Qin Feng didn't even glance at Big Baldy; instead, he slowly raised his head and cast his gaze toward Yang Liu on the high platform.

Their eyes met,

The moment Yang Liu's originally lazy eyes saw Qin Feng, they suddenly lit up with a strange brilliance.

She naturally recognized this daring little Menial Laborer.

How many days had it been? Not only had he achieved a Breakthrough to the sixth stage, but he actually had the guts to stand here?

Interesting...

A playful, seductive smile curled the corners of Yang Liu's lips as she raised her fair arm and pressed down gently.

The previously noisy plaza instantly quieted down again.

Yang Liu spoke, her voice seductively soft,

asking: "Little guy, are you sure you want to participate in the competition for these three spots? The ones standing up here are all man-eating devils, you know."

Meeting Yang Liu's enchanting gaze without any hesitation, Qin Feng replied in a voice as calm as still water: "I am sure."

"Giggle, giggle..."

Yang Liu let out a peal of laughter like silver bells. Without any intention of stopping him, she leaned back against her chair and made a "please" gesture,

"Fine, you've got guts. Since that's the case, you know the rules. There are three people opposite you; pick an opponent yourself."

Hearing Yang Liu's words, Qin Feng slowly turned his head.

His deep, icy gaze swept over Black Charcoal, Scarface, and Big Baldy one by one.

Finally, Qin Feng raised his right hand and pointed at Big Baldy, whose face was shaking with laughter.

"Him."

Qin Feng's tone was indifferent, as if he were just picking a head of cabbage at the market.

He said: "No other reason, except that he was laughing too loudly."

"Little beast, you are really courting death!!!"

The wild laughter on Big Baldy's face instantly froze, replaced by a ferocity bordering on extreme rage!

"I'm going to crush every bone in your body into powder, inch by inch, you little bastard!!!"

Accompanied by a bestial, violent roar, Big Baldy kicked off the ground with both legs!

"Crack!"

The hard bluestone floor was directly stomped into two deep pits, with gravel spraying everywhere!

His massive body, carrying the terrifying Aura of a Mortal Stage 7 expert and accompanied by a suffocating gale, charged crazily toward Qin Feng!

"Die!!!"

Using the momentum, Big Baldy's right arm muscles bulged high, and his iron fist, the size of a sandpot, came hurtling straight toward his face with a piercing sonic boom!

If the power of this punch landed, let alone someone at the sixth stage, even an expert at the same seventh stage would not dare to take it head-on!

Just as everyone thought that Qin Feng would either be scared into wetting his pants or would pull back to dodge,

he simply flipped his hand and clenched his fist—

"Mountain Breaking Fist, Bone Breaker!"

Qin Feng let out a low roar in his heart.

Without the slightest retreat, without the slightest dodge!

His waist and abdomen exerted force suddenly, his right arm like a fully drawn bow. The violent Qi and blood of the peak sixth stage instantly gathered at his fist, and he slammed it out directly to meet Big Baldy's iron fist!

The two fists, one large and one small, collided violently in mid-air!

"Boom!!!"

A dull, thunderous sound that made eardrums ache exploded like a bolt of lightning on flat ground!

Immediately after, in the disbelieving eyes of everyone.

Big Baldy's originally ferocious expression instantly stiffened, his pupils contracted violently, and his face twisted into a terrifying shape from the pain.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

A series of extremely crisp bone-shattering sounds emanated from Big Baldy's right arm!

His pride-and-joy iron fist, along with the bone of his entire right arm, was instantly and ruthlessly shattered by Qin Feng's terrifying power upon contact.

"Ah—!!! My hand!!!"

Big Baldy let out a blood-curdling scream like a slaughtered pig, his massive body knocked uncontrollably backward by the immense recoil.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!!! You..."

Big Baldy was terrified; he couldn't understand how a sixth-stage Menial Laborer could possibly explode with power that crushed him?!

"Trying to run?"

Qin Feng's lips curled into a cold, grim reaper-like smile; he had no time to explain the awesomeness of the Chaos Art.

He suddenly activated Clear Wind Shadow under his feet!

"Whoosh!"

Qin Feng left an afterimage in place and was instantly right in front of Big Baldy!

"Mountain Breaking Fist, Stone Crusher!"

Without giving the opponent any chance to breathe or beg for mercy, Qin Feng's left fist, carrying a piercing sonic whistle, slammed fiercely into Big Baldy's wide-open chest!

"Bang!"

This punch completely ignored the seventh-stage Qi and blood defense on Big Baldy's body surface.

Visibly, Big Baldy's rock-solid chest instantly collapsed into a terrifying deep pit! The sound of his ribs shattering was bone-chilling!

"Pfft—!"

Big Baldy's eyes bulged, and he sprayed a mouthful of blood mixed with chunks of internal organs; his entire body was lifted off the ground by the impact!

"Spare... spare me..."

In mid-air, Big Baldy's eyes finally revealed extreme fear and begging.

"Mountain Breaking Fist, Mountain Breaker!!!"

Just as Big Baldy's body was about to fall, Qin Feng used the momentum, his spine—the great Dragon—shaking violently, and all the Qi and blood power in his body erupted without reservation.

He leaped high, his right fist like a meteorite falling from the sky, carrying the Aura of destroying everything, and slammed it directly onto that shiny bald head!

"Boom!!!"

A dull thud that made one's scalp tingle!

Like a watermelon smashed by a hammer!

Big Baldy's massive head was actually smashed open by Qin Feng's third, violently extreme punch, blood splattering everywhere.

The headless corpse slammed heavily onto the bluestone floor, twitched twice, and then remained completely still.

Instant kill!

An extremely violent three-punch instant kill!!!

The entire arena fell into a deathly silence in an instant!

Everyone stared with wide eyes and open mouths, blankly watching the headless corpse in the center of the arena, their brains completely unable to think.

The previously arrogant and domineering seventh-stage expert Big Baldy... just like that... died?!

Smashed to death by a six-stage youth, his head crushed in three punches using the purest, most violent fist-to-fist combat?!

"Gulp..."

Standing not far away, Black Charcoal and Scarface were so frightened they shuddered, their legs went weak, and they couldn't help but retreat several steps, their eyes filled with unprecedented terror and fear as they looked at Qin Feng!

On the high platform, Yang Liu, who had been lazily leaning back on her master chair, now sat up straight.

Her beautiful peach-blossom eyes were locked onto Qin Feng, and deep within them surged a hint of astonishment and a strange, burning intensity.

"He actually managed to train that incomplete Mountain Breaking Fist to this level... Truly a good man who gives this Lady such a surprise." Yang Liu unconsciously stuck out her pink tongue, licked her red lips, and muttered to herself.

The blood mist filling the air slowly dissipated.

Qin Feng stood beside Big Baldy's corpse, slowly raised his head, looked around the arena, and finally rested his gaze on the high platform.

His thin lips parted slightly, spitting out three indifferent words: "My Lady, I have won."