Chapter 56: A Single Palm Establishes Dominance

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  "It's here, taking this opportunity, I have two small wishes. Firstly, from now on, within the next 24 hours, I hope the total recommended votes can reach 10,000. Currently, it's over 8,000, so we only need a little over 1,000 more votes, and I believe in the power of the masses; secondly, last week in the member weekly click rankings, we were just one or two places away from making it to the front page, but unfortunately didn't make it. I hope this week we can successfully charge in. If both wishes are fulfilled, I'll release four chapters today as a reward for my dear readers! Also, up until now, there haven't been many VIP readers, which has made me a bit worried. Can all you VIP book friends please consider opening your accounts and giving a small reward of 100 starting coins? Just a little would be enough to boost morale. This is just a request, not mandatory, so please do as you see fit."

  He is strong, I am stronger, with one breath I rush against the scorching sun; he is bold, I am bolder, embracing the moon and entering the great river.

  The flames of true energy, under Qin Wusong's constant urging, surged and swelled, raging wildly as if to scorch every inch of land around him before finally subsiding.

  Qin Wushuang himself was shrouded in a faint red glow, with a dazzling light that made him look like a phoenix reborn from nirvana.

  Noble, mysterious, and unfathomable!

  Qin Wushuang raised one finger again, his voice solemnly ringing out: "One move, I've said it before, only one move, you must take it, spare your life, if you can't take it, then you can only blame yourself for not being skilled enough!"

  The old man raised an eyebrow and thought to himself, "This little guy has somehow learned a set of moves, but is using them to pretend to be mysterious. I'll just take him down with one move, what's the big deal?"

  Even if this kid has been practicing since he was in his mother's womb, can he really surpass the fourth stage of True Martial Realm?

  What kind of person has Kai Lao never seen in his life? A 16 or 17-year-old martial arts boy, claiming to surpass him who is a true fourth-level warrior, he simply doesn't believe it.

  This is completely beyond his cognitive range and does not conform to logic.

  However, things are unpredictable, and sometimes you can't understand it doesn't mean it won't happen. Just like at this moment——

  Qin Wushuang's figure suddenly sprang into action, like a hungry tiger descending the mountain, bringing with it a bloody storm, charging straight ahead.

  This time, there was no strange movement, nor any fancy additional actions.

  Qin Wushuang pushed out with just one palm. The movement was so plain and the style was so unadorned.

  But ——

  In the blink of an eye, it was as if a thousand-mile dike had burst, one moment calm and peaceful, the next suddenly collapsing completely.

  A wave-like palm force, spewing out a scorching heat that makes one tremble, came crashing down.

  In the midst of the scorching heat, Kai Shu felt his long beard, mustache and hair suddenly wither away, his throat was dry and scratchy, and his skin felt as if it had been roasted over an open flame, feeling unbearably uncomfortable.

  Only the sound of Qin Wushuang's skeleton making a slight cracking sound, like stir-frying beans, was heard continuously, and the palm force surged forward, already printed in front of Kai Changlao.

  Something is terribly wrong!

  It was too late when the old man realized this.

  He wanted to block, but this palm was elusive and unpredictable, and he didn't know which vital part it was aimed at; he wanted to dodge, but the scorching heat enveloped him, completely blocking his escape route.

  Furthermore, Qin Wushuang's attack had already gained the upper hand. By the time he reacted and turned around to dodge, he was already a beat too slow. At this point, trying to dodge again would be no different from suicide!

  The breath of death has already been clearly felt.

  Kai Laozhen no longer cared about any dignity or face, his hands crossed over each other, using all his strength to push out a palm. His hands overlapped, two palms merged into one, attempting to forcefully resist Qin Wusuo's palm force!

  However, the gap in strength was fatal.

  Qin Wusong's palm print was already on it, and the old man regretted it too late. It was like a lone sheep trying to block the wolf pack's invasion, helpless and desperate.

  Bang!

  Two forces of unequal strength collided, and the void hesitated for a moment.

  Immediately afterwards, the old man's body suddenly flew backwards, like a kite with a broken string, plummeting straight down, crashing down from a platform tens of meters high, his entire skeleton already shattered into pieces.

  Looking at Qin Wushuang again, he was as calm as a deep pool of water, like a towering mountain peak. His expression was self-assured, and there wasn't any sign of complacency on his face. It seemed that defeating an opponent like this didn't stir up any pride in him.

  Qin Wushuang's palm, aimed at killing the enemy and establishing prestige. Almost exhausted all his life's learning. The "Flaming Sun True Classic" extremely masculine internal power, the "Nine Yang Palm" is also a first-class fierce move.

  The two combined can be said to be a perfect match made in heaven.

  Qin Wushuang started with a single move, using the "Eight Yangs Burning the Wasteland" technique. Although he didn't fully reveal its essence, killing a True Martial Realm fourth-stage cultivator was more than enough, and it could only be considered a small test of his abilities.

  Under the stage, there was an eerie silence.

  Almost everyone maintains the same posture, the same expression. Zhang's mouth is wide open, with a look of astonishment, suspicion and incredulity.

  This scene, let alone the small noble circle of Luojiang County, had never been heard of before. Even the envoys of the Zhenwu Sacred Land, who were knowledgeable and experienced, were stunned.

  Little Wu Tong, a single palm strike directly shook to death a true martial realm fourth stage elder expert?

  This scene has never been seen even in a storyteller's repertoire.

  Unless it's turned upside down, with a strong 4th stage Zhenwu realm master shaking the little martial child to death, this is reasonable!

  But they thought it was reasonable and didn't happen!

  But what everyone thought was unreasonable actually happened.

  Mr. Xu's eyes were as thin as a strand of silk, although his entire skeleton was shattered, but he persisted with a mouthful of true energy that had not been cut off, his face was like golden paper, and his dry hand, like tree bark, trembled and stretched out to grab Xu Sanli's hand.

  "Kai Shu." Xu Sanli was terrified, this matter had already cursed the Qin family to be skinless.

  "Tri... Tribe Leader..." Kai Shu's breathing was weak, struggling to speak, his throat gurgling, gasping for air.

  "Let go... give up... preserve... preserve the family..."

  "Open the coffin." Elder Yue's heart ached, and he suddenly felt a pang of sorrow, "Give up on family reputation? Preserve the family, is that what you mean?"

  No response came, and the old man had long since passed away.

  Xu Sanli clenched his fists, abandoning the family's reputation? Was he going to give up the prestigious position of the Hao family just like that? He was unwilling, and roared: "Only death will make me give up."

  He held a high position as the head of his clan, enjoying the feeling of being surrounded by people in front and behind him, with someone fawning over him. He was also accustomed to the superior feeling of being high above others.

  He can't just give all this up suddenly.

  At the mere thought of the Qin family taking their place as the prominent family, his heart felt like it had been bitten by a venomous snake.

  Losing the position of a wealthy family, the situation that awaits is one of having nothing. Instantly losing everything, reduced to being a commoner, from now on all things related to nobility will have nothing to do with the Xus again.

  All glory, all honor, and all treatment will become fleeting clouds in the blink of an eye.

  How could Xu Sanli accept this again?

  Not only that, the Xus have been in a prominent position for so many years, making countless enemies, and there are countless potential enemies lurking. Once they lose power, these enemies will inevitably emerge one after another to kick them while they're down.

  They don't have the courage to deal with the wealthy families, but they have a lot of ways to deal with ordinary civilian families.

  "The third battle, Elder Yue will go with me, how about it?" Xu Sanli finally caught his breath.

  Fortunately, it was almost noon at this time, and lunchtime had arrived.

  The third battle will be held in the afternoon. This gave the Xus a little breathing room.

  This halftime break came just in time, and Xu Sanli seemed to have grasped a lifesaving straw, leading his clan to hurry away quickly.

  During this brief respite, he had to put aside all dignity and seek help from the powerful Sima clan. At present, only the Sima clan could save the Xus, and turn the tide of events.

  ……

  The battle for the title of the top family has indeed lived up to expectations and can even be said to have far exceeded everyone's expectations.

  Suspense, excitement, drama, substantial content, everything is there. Even, it has a legendary quality that has never happened before.

  A young martial arts prodigy, shockingly killed a Fourth-Stage True Martial Realm cultivator with just one palm strike - the decades-famous Elder Xu of the Xu Clan!

  Although the morning match has ended, the spectators are reluctant to leave, and most people stay in their seats, exchanging with each other and excitedly discussing the wonderful content that took place this morning.

  "It's all over for the Xus!"

  "This family's goods, the first three games were all won by the challenger, and the defender failed. It seems that this wealthy family's struggle for dominance will not be an exception!"

  "It's hard to say, the Qin father and son have already made their move. In the next third round, no matter who comes up, they will have to fight one against two. On the Xu family side, there are still many masters who haven't come out yet."

  "Huh, can't you see that the Xus have already been beaten to a pulp in the first two battles and have lost all their fighting spirit? In my opinion, they might not even have the courage to show up this afternoon and will directly forfeit."

  "Come on, it's a matter of family honor, related to the future of our family. How can we give up easily?"

  "Lao Qi, you go get some food, I'll stay here and save our seats."

  "Alright! Brother, you'd better take care of our seats. With such a good angle, if someone else takes them, we won't be able to watch the game this afternoon."

  "Go ahead and try, but you'll never take our place even if you kill us!"

  Comments and discussions, mixed with surprise, admiration, jealousy, regret and other emotions. These onlookers seem to be more into the play than the people involved themselves.

  The Qin family quietly returned to their inn.

  Qin Lianshan was excited, but as the head of the family, he could still hold back; Qin Rong, on the other hand, was overjoyed and sang praises about his father all along the way, and also praised his younger brother.

  Qin Wushuang, on the other hand, was extremely calm, not to mention that the competition had not yet ended. Even if the dust had settled and Qin's victory was certain, winning a place among the aristocracy would be nothing more than a matter of course for him. The Long March of ten thousand miles had only just taken its first step.

  His calmness was seen by his father Qin Lianshan as another level of maturity and stability, earning the silent approval of those present.

  Thinking back to 3 or 4 years ago when our family was on the verge of collapse and almost fell apart. In comparison, I feel that the happiness we have now is hard-won.

  Thank goodness, my son has finally grown up.