62: Chapter 62 Xiao Jinhe
The entire KTV entrance fell silent, with nothing but the screams of Wu Rong.
Everyone was wearing an expression of disbelief, unable to even trust their own eyes.
Just a moment ago, they were talking about how terrifying a Martial Artist was, and how they stood above the rules, yet in the next instant, this arrogant Wu Rong was pressed onto his knees, wailing and begging for mercy.
This...
"Is this all a Martial Artist amounts to?" Monitor Li Wenhui began to feel skeptical.
"This..." Tan Ming scratched his head. "Is he a fake Martial Artist?"
Consequently, everyone felt that Wu Rong was not a Martial Artist at all. If he were, wouldn't that imply that Qin Chuan was also a Martial Artist, and an even more powerful one at that?
Wu Rong's companions were dumbfounded, standing there like wooden chickens, as if they had been struck by lightning.
Others might doubt that Wu Rong was a Martial Artist, but could they?
As his companions, they knew better than anyone that Wu Rong was indeed a Martial Artist. Yet, seeing him getting beaten up now could only mean one thing: Qin Chuan was also a Martial Artist, and possessed a higher Realm!
They were done for.
Provoking a Martial Artist stronger than oneself—it wouldn't be unjust even if they were beaten to death.
As for Wu Rong himself, feeling the bone-crushing pain in his knees, his face was filled with terror. He tried to struggle up from the ground, but Qin Chuan's hand felt like Mount Tai pressing down upon him, leaving him completely unable to move.
How could this happen?
As a Martial Artist, how could he be humiliated by an ordinary person?
Impossible!
Wu Rong struggled continuously, but the more he struggled, the more painful it became, and he continued to wail.
At this moment, he realized that he was no match for Qin Chuan at all.
This guy was playing the pig to eat the tiger!
Qin Chuan was actually a Martial Artist, and even stronger than him.
Wu Rong's expression changed drastically. The Dao of martial arts had its own rules; even if he were killed here, he feared there would be nothing he could do about it. Fear quickly surfaced on his face.
However, unexpectedly, Qin Chuan only pressed down for a moment before leaving shortly after.
"If there is a next time, die!"
Qin Chuan's voice came faintly.
Wu Rong was merely an ant; Qin Chuan didn't even bother to take action.
Of course, there was another important reason: his classmates were all here, and he didn't want to commit slaughter.
This was also the reason Wu Rong was able to save his life.
Monitor Li Wenhui and the others were stunned for quite a while before they snapped back to reality, realizing that Qin Chuan had already entered the KTV. They all followed him inside.
"Old Qin, that was so cool!" Cao Junli was filled with envy.
The look in Chen Manman's eyes as she gazed at Qin Chuan had changed even more.
After the group entered the KTV, only Wu Rong and his few companions were left at the entrance.
"Quick... help me to the hospital!" Wu Rong said with difficulty.
"Okay..." His companions immediately helped him up and rushed him to the hospital.
"Don't say a word about what happened tonight!"
Because of what happened with Wu Rong, some of the girls became even more curious about Qin Chuan.
Primarily because Qin Chuan was quite mysterious; he only reported for duty after two and a half years, and rarely came to the classroom on weekdays, elusive as a dragon.
Tonight, he even taught the school's popular figure, Wu Rong, a lesson.
Whether it was his appearance or his martial power, he seemed quite extraordinary.
This resulted in many female classmates in the class developing an interest in Qin Chuan, though Chen Manman, the class beauty, clearly had the most advantage.
However, their competitor was none other than the school beauty, Shen Wangshu!
"Old Qin, are you a Martial Artist?" Cao Junli asked curiously.
"No." Qin Chuan shook his head.
Cao Junli let out an "Oh." It seemed the rumors saying Wu Rong was a Martial Artist were complete nonsense.
The gathering ended at eleven o'clock at night. Everyone returned to the school together, but after tonight's events, Qin Chuan was effectively becoming the class heartthrob.
"Qin Chuan, remember to come to class more often." Monitor Li Wenhui specifically added a reminder.
"Uh..." Qin Chuan was a bit speechless.
Meanwhile.
Kyoto.
The Xiao Family.
It is well known that the Dragon Kingdom has only one Land Immortal, and that is Xiao Jinhe of the Xiao Family, who represents the highest combat power of the Dragon Kingdom.
The Xiao Family producing a Land Immortal also meant that the Xiao Family became the undisputed number one Martial Arts Family in the Dragon Kingdom.
No one could rival them!
As long as the Ancestor of the Xiao Family is still alive, no one can shake the Xiao Family's position.
Because as long as Xiao Jinhe does not die, there will be no second Land Immortal to appear.
Even if there are many Eighth Realm Peak Martial Artists lining up to make a Breakthrough, so what? Rules are rules, and no one can break them.
But a shocking piece of news reached the Xiao Family.
The Dragon Kingdom has a second Land Immortal!
The current head of the Xiao Family, Patriarch Xiao Wuyan, looked at a document in his hand, his expression somewhat grim.
This document was about the second Land Immortal, whose identity is currently unknown, but who had sliced down a nuclear missile with a single sword strike. Such strength is likely something that an ordinary Land Immortal cannot shake.
This was also what the Xiao Family was most anxious about.
"Dad, the Old Ancestor is the current Land Immortal of the Dragon Kingdom. The Dragon Kingdom will surely do everything in its power to eliminate that Mysterious Expert." Speaking was Patriarch Xiao Wuyan's son, Young Master Xiao Jinxiu, who appeared completely unconcerned.
"What do you know!" Patriarch Xiao Wuyan glared at his son. "Do you know how difficult it is to kill a Land Immortal? Now, this mysterious person has survived a nuclear missile strike, so his strength is not something an ordinary Land Immortal can compare to. His strength exceeds the imagination of all of us."
"Is it that exaggerated?" Young Master Xiao Jinxiu frowned slightly, clearly feeling that his father was exaggerating.
The Xiao Family possesses a Land Immortal, so the Xiao Family has cultivated many powerful Martial Artists over the years. However, what Patriarch Xiao Wuyan did not expect was that his own son was actually a piece of Trash; he was already twenty-five or twenty-six years old and wasn't even a minor Grandmaster.
Such Aptitude truly does a disservice to the Old Ancestor.
After pondering for a moment, Patriarch Xiao Wuyan decided to go and seek an audience with the Old Ancestor.
The Ancestor of the Xiao Family, Xiao Jinhe, had been in seclusion in the back mountains of the Xiao Family. When Patriarch Xiao Wuyan requested an audience, an aged figure appeared before him, hovering in mid-air with hands behind his back, his Aura imposing.
"What is the matter?"
"Old Ancestor..." Patriarch Xiao Wuyan recounted the matter in full detail.
"I have long known about this." Xiao Jinhe did not show the slightest change in expression. "What is the attitude of the Dragon Kingdom?"
"It is not yet clear." Patriarch Xiao Wuyan was startled in his heart. So the Old Ancestor had already known about it, but why was he still able to remain in seclusion here? Was he not anxious at all?
"Old Ancestor, you are currently the only recognized Land Immortal of the Dragon Kingdom. There is no need to worry at all. The Martial Arts Alliance has already gathered Eighth Realm Martial Artists, preparing to intercept that Mysterious Expert."
This was the thing that reassured Patriarch Xiao Wuyan the most; at the very least, the Dragon Kingdom would definitely stand on the side of the Xiao Family first.
"Sigh!"
Xiao Jinhe let out a soft sigh: "How could those sitting in those positions possibly take action themselves?"
"Ah, Old Ancestor, what do you mean?"
"They want to watch me and this newly advanced Land Immortal fight to the death!"
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