As Old Qin's head exploded, the sound, though not loud, was like a thunderclap from a clear sky, silencing the entire hall.
All the shocked gazes fell on Ye Qiu, their expressions complex and unfathomable.
No one could have imagined that Ye Qiu could kill a master who was close to the Grandmaster level with a casual slap.
Only now did the people targeting Ye Qiu realize that Ye Qiu's high-profile behavior at the Chu family gathering was not due to youthful arrogance, but rather because he truly possessed immense strength.
"How...how can he be so strong?"
Song Siyu's heart trembled, and she couldn't help but speak.
It's easy to see from Song Siyu's expression that she is almost completely overwhelmed by Ye Qiu's unparalleled strength.
Yu Miaowei smiled slightly and said, "My junior brother's strength is far more than this; what you've seen is just the surface."
Song Siyu was shocked and stunned once again!
Isn't that strong enough?
In the arena, Ye Qiu, having killed Elder Qin, remained calm and composed, asking, "Where are the Chu family members? None of them dare to come out?"
"Ye Qiu, you brat, don't be so arrogant."
A loud, powerful shout suddenly rang out.
Ye Qiu turned his gaze and saw an elderly man with gray hair leading a group of people striding towards him.
This old man was none other than the former patriarch of the Chu family, named Chu Dao, a name that resonated deeply with most people in Zhongbei.
Behind Chu Dao was a group of martial arts masters. Apart from Chu Ying and his wife, and Chu Dao's other son Chu Xiong, the rest were all masters who had been hired by the Chu family at great expense for a long time.
This group's combat power and influence are absolutely top-tier in Zhongbei.
"First you killed my Chu family, and now you've killed the Qin family. You little beast, even if you had ten lives, it wouldn't be enough to kill you."
Chu Dao shouted.
"Aren't you interested in asking why I killed Chu Ling in Qianzhou?" Ye Qiu asked expressionlessly.
"Why ask?" Chu Ying roared, "No matter the reason, if you dare to touch my son, you will surely die. No one dares to touch my Chu family."
"Oh, since that's the case, I've already made my move, so what can you do about it?"
Ye Qiu sneered.
"Then I'll send you on your way. All of you, attack him together, kill him, and take his head to sacrifice to my child."
Chu Ying roared angrily.
"kill."
Almost all of Chu Ying's men rushed out and charged towards Ye Qiu.
This is the pinnacle of the Chu family's power, and they are now holding nothing back in order to kill Ye Qiu.
"That kid's dead meat."
"Among the Chu family members, there are two Grandmasters and five Great Martial Masters. If they join forces, Ye Qiu will surely die."
"That damned little beast, daring to be so arrogant in Zhongbei, he deserves to die."
"Kill him, kill him."
Loud shouts echoed continuously.
Many people hope to see Ye Qiu's blood splattered five steps away!
Ye Qiu sneered and attacked without any restraint.
He unleashed Buddhist palm techniques, with golden light swirling between his fingers and the wind from his fists producing a sound like a dragon's roar, mysterious and unpredictable.
"This...this is the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms?"
"Hiss, does such a palm technique really exist?"
Many people were shocked and incredulous.
Ye Qiu gave everyone no time to react, and his palm strikes fiercely towards the group of people rushing towards him.
In the blink of an eye, everyone who rushed over, whether they were grandmasters or great martial artists, was reduced to dust and dirt under Ye Qiu's palm, completely vulnerable.
Bang.
A grandmaster was instantly killed in one move, without any power to resist.
The others fared even worse. In front of Ye Qiu, they showed no signs of being experts whatsoever. They were like shrimps, easily crushed.
"This...how is this possible?"
Chu Dao stared wide-eyed, unable to believe what he was seeing.
Ye Qiu looks so young, yet he can instantly kill a grandmaster.
How could such people come from a small place like Zhongbei?
"Father, let's go! No matter what, we must kill this boy today."
Chu Ying was so desperate to avenge his son Chu Ling that he lost all reason.
But he lost his mind, while Chu Dao did not.
Chu Dao had calmed down considerably by this point, stunned by Ye Qiu's astonishing combat power, and stopped Chu Ying from going berserk.
"Father, what are you doing? Aren't you going to avenge Ling'er?"
Chu Ying clenched his fists.
"Let's discuss this further." Chu Dao lowered his voice and said, "This boy's martial arts cultivation is probably already that of a true Grandmaster. You know very well what a Grandmaster means. Looking at the Great Xia, there are billions of mountains and rivers, and more than a billion people, but there are definitely no more than ten people who have reached this level."
These words were like a bucket of cold water, drenching Chu Ying completely.
Chu Ying's face paled slightly: "Can...can we just let this go like this? I can't swallow this insult."
"You have to swallow it whether you like it or not."
A shout suddenly rang out.
The voice did not come from Chu Dao, but from Ye Qiu.
"you..."
Chu Ying was so angry that he trembled all over.
Ye Qiu stared at Chu Ying and said seriously, "You called me a little beast before?"
So what if I curse you?
Chu Ying forced himself to remain calm.
"Nothing much, I'll send you to hell."
Ye Qiu said coldly.
"Wait a minute," Chu Dao hurriedly said, "Young Master Ye, as the saying goes, it's better to resolve conflicts than to let them fester. Why not give me some face and tonight..."
"Your pride is worthless."
Ye Qiu interrupted Chu Dao without hesitation.
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