"Oh? Is that so? Then bring it on and let me see how powerful your strongest punch is. Don't blame me for not warning you, if you don't use your full strength, you might be knocked down by one punch." Ye Qiu smiled.
"Ha, arrogant and ignorant brat, take this!"
Meng Hu clenched his fist and slammed it at Ye Qiu.
Boom!
This punch produced a thunderous sound, causing blood to boil.
His punching power is indeed extremely strong, a rarity in the world.
But compared to Ye Qiu, he's nothing.
Because Ye Qiu's punching power has already exceeded one million.
When Meng Hu got close, Ye Qiu raised his fist and met him with a punch.
With a bang, Meng Hu was sent flying dozens of feet away by a punch before landing heavily on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Everyone present gasped in shock, their faces filled with astonishment and disbelief.
It took a while for everyone to realize what was happening.
"Hiss, his strength seems to be stronger than Tiger's."
"I always thought Tiger was the strongest in the world, but I never expected that Ye Qiu is even better than Tiger. Just who is this guy?"
"That's terrifying."
"What a powerful man! He's too strong, his strength is unparalleled!" A young girl stared intently at Ye Qiu, her eyes sparkling.
"Grandpa Chief, may I be betrothed to this young man with unparalleled divine power?" a girl asked loudly.
"I want to marry him too."
"He's so handsome."
In an instant, many single girls spoke up boldly and enthusiastically, making the scene lively.
Meng Hu got up, fiercely wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and strode towards Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu frowned, thinking that Meng Hu still wanted to spar with him.
As a result, when Meng Hu got close, he bowed 180 degrees and said, "Brother Ye Qiu, your strength is extraordinary and truly admirable."
"I, Meng Hu, will never submit to those with overwhelming magical power, but I will submit to anyone whose physical strength surpasses mine. From now on, if you tell me to go east, I, Meng Hu, will never go west."
"You flatter me, you flatter me. I'll be grateful if Brother Meng doesn't target me in the future," Ye Qiu said with a smile.
"I promise I won't. Even if you marry Ake, I'll accept it." Meng Hu grinned.
Ye Qiu coughed lightly and looked at Meng Ke.
Meng Ke blushed slightly and gritted her teeth, saying, "Meng Hu, if you keep talking nonsense, I'll tear your mouth apart."
Meng Hu's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly waved his hand, "I won't dare to do it again."
"Heh, you better not dare. Ye Qiu, come with me."
Meng Ke glanced at Ye Qiu.
"Wait, I need to say a few words to the old clan chief."
"There will be plenty of opportunities in the future, come with me."
Meng Ke pulled Ye Qiu away quickly.
A moment later, Meng Ke led Ye Qiu back into the house.
"Why the rush? Could it be that you've really taken a liking to me? Can't wait to..."
"Stop being a scoundrel." Meng Ke glared at Ye Qiu before asking, "Did you receive some kind of inheritance at the altar?"
"Huh?" Ye Qiu asked in surprise, "What are you talking about?"
"Don't play dumb," Meng Ke said. "After you ascended the altar, the atmosphere there was a bit off. When I went up there and received the inheritance, it was the same atmosphere. So I'm certain that you must have received the inheritance, right?"
"You're really clever. That's right, I received the inheritance from your ancestors; it's a sword technique," Ye Qiu admitted with a smile.
"What swordsmanship?" Meng Ke asked excitedly.
"Sword Path Storm".
"What?" Meng Ke stood up in surprise: "Sword Dao Storm? The ancestor actually passed on Sword Dao Storm to you?"
"Yeah, what's so strange about that?" Ye Qiu asked, puzzled.
Meng Ke grabbed Ye Qiu's sleeve and said excitedly, "Our ancestor said that the Sword Dao Storm will only be passed on to the guardian deity of our ancient village after it enters the world. In other words, if our ancient village enters the world in the future, you will be able to command us."
"Really?" Ye Qiu asked suspiciously, "There are so many intricacies to a single sword technique?"
"This sword technique isn't something just anyone can master. It's the strongest technique in our ancient village. If you master our strongest technique, you have to become our guardian deity first," Meng Ke said with a serious expression.
Upon hearing this, Ye Qiu turned to look in the direction of the altar, vaguely feeling that he had been tricked.
"Ye Qiu, why aren't you saying anything?"
"I need to find a place to practice the Sword Dao Storm."
“Okay, I’ll take you to the dojo,” Meng Ke said immediately.
"Never mind, let's not go for now, let's chat instead." Ye Qiu sat down.
"Didn't you just say you wanted to cultivate Sword Dao Storm?"
"Can't I suddenly decide I don't want to go anymore?" Ye Qiu gritted his teeth.
He thought the golden figure on the altar was a good person, but little did he know that he would still betray him.
Ye Qiu knew very well that the secluded village of Minghai Ancient Village must have had a great reason for choosing to live in seclusion back then. Once it re-entered the world, there was no guarantee that some great enemy would not come to attack.
At that time, as the guardian deity, he will have no choice but to get involved.
Meng Ke noticed that Ye Qiu was in a bad mood, and after a moment's thought, she understood the reason.
"Ye Qiu, don't think we'll be a burden to you. You might need our help in the future. Once the people of our Minghai Ancient Village enter the world, they're no weaker than those outsiders," Meng Ke said through gritted teeth.
"Let's not talk about that. Tell me about the outside world. I'm very curious about it," Ye Qiu said.
"Huh?" Meng Ke was dumbfounded and a little embarrassed: "Well, I don't know either, after all, I've never been out before."
"You know nothing at all?"
"I know a little bit, but it's all hearsay. I heard that the outside world is very prosperous, with skyscrapers of hundreds of stories and a lot of high-tech stuff, but I've forgotten for a moment."
"high tech?"
"Yes, yes, it's high technology. I've heard that outsiders have even used high technology to create a master who surpasses the Divine Seal."
"Understood." Ye Qiu breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that the outside world is indeed a high-tech world not much different from that of Earth.
The difference is that technology and cultivation are highly integrated here, and high technology can be used to create unparalleled masters. The cultivation path here is obviously more mature.
“Let’s go practice Sword Dao Storm. Once I’ve mastered it, I’ll leave,” Ye Qiu said.
"Aren't we just chatting?"
"I'm not talking anymore."
"Ha, you think I'll just leave if you tell me to, or chat if you tell me to? What do you take me for, Meng Ke?" Meng Ke sneered, remaining seated.
"It doesn't matter. There are plenty of young girls outside who would probably be willing to take me with them. I'll go find them."
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