"Young Master Ye, you absolutely mustn't act recklessly! Our Zhao family and the City Lord's Mansion have always been on good terms and have a deep relationship. It's best if we don't fall out!"
Inside the medicine shop, a burly middle-aged guard, looking flustered yet trying to appear calm, stepped in front of Ye Qianqiu, spreading his arms to try and stop him.
This man was Zhao Dapeng, a mid-level martial artist who served as the head guard in this pill shop. In the past, he had some reputation in Yanming City because of his own martial prowess and the prestige of the Zhao family.
At this moment, he thought to himself that Ye Qianqiu was just a beginner martial artist in the past, and he, as a mid-level martial artist, was more than capable of dealing with him. As long as he could stop this纨绔 (playboy) Ye Qianqiu, and then have someone immediately notify Zhao Tiancheng, the head of the Zhao family, Zhao Tiancheng would definitely find a way to quell the matter.
Little did they know that during this time, under Fang Han's careful guidance, Ye Qianqiu and Ye Qianqian had mastered the top-notch techniques and exquisite martial arts skills taught by Fang Han, and their cultivation had already made rapid progress, both reaching the level of high-level martial artists.
Furthermore, since the martial arts techniques taught by Fang Han are considered top-notch in the Yanlong Kingdom, the strength of the two of them far surpasses that of ordinary high-level martial artists.
"Hmph, your name is Zhao Dapeng, right? I remember you very clearly. You used to be Zhao Jian's lackey. Zhao Jian is already dead, and your Zhao family is so scared that they're practically hiding in their shells. How dare you, you dog, block my way?"
Ye Qianqiu looked at Zhao Dapeng and cursed.
“Young Master Ye, it is my duty to protect this medicine shop. I will not allow you to vandalize it here.”
Zhao Dapeng remained stubborn and unyielding, standing like a block of wood in front of Ye Qianqiu, showing no intention of backing down even a step.
He only thought about his duty as a guard of the Zhao family, and was completely unaware that Ye Qianqiu was no longer the same person he used to be.
"You've asked for trouble!"
Ye Qianqiu roared, and his aura instantly became violent, like a surging wave. He threw a punch with a whooshing sound, aiming straight for Zhao Dapeng's chest.
This punch sent a whistling wind through the air, as if it were about to tear the air apart.
"Young Master Ye, please forgive me!"
Seeing this, Zhao Dapeng was not to be outdone. He gritted his teeth and threw a punch to meet Ye Qianqiu's fist.
Fang Han stood to the side, shook his head slightly, and sighed softly.
He knew perfectly well that Zhao Dapeng was blindly loyal to the Zhao family to the extreme, and even dared to obstruct Ye Qianqiu, who was known as the number one playboy in Yanming City.
In the past, Ye Qianqiu was indeed no match for Zhao Dapeng, but now, Ye Qianqiu is going to be in big trouble if he goes all out in a fit of rage.
"Although Young Master Ye is famous, if it really came down to a fight, he probably wouldn't be a match for Zhao Dapeng..."
In the crowd, an elderly man with white hair frowned slightly, stroked his beard, and muttered to himself in a self-righteous tone.
He believed he knew Ye Qianqiu and Zhao Dapeng's strengths inside and out, but little did he know that what was about to happen would completely overturn his understanding.
However, before his words could even fade into the air, Ye Qianqiu and Zhao Dapeng's figures flashed past each other like lightning, exchanging a blow in an instant.
"boom!"
A deep, thunderous roar echoed through the medicine shop.
Zhao Dapeng felt an overwhelming and incomparably powerful force surge through Ye Qianqiu's fist, like a raging tide that instantly engulfed him.
The force was so great that he felt as if his arm was about to be shattered, and the pain was excruciating.
Despite his tall and robust physique and the frenzied burst of true energy he exerted in an attempt to resist the force, Ye Qianqiu's punch, brimming with rage and immense power, instantly shook his lower body, causing him to involuntarily stagger back four or five steps.
Each step he took left a deep footprint on the ground, demonstrating the immense force of his impact.
Seeing that Zhao Dapeng had been forced back several steps by his punch, how could Ye Qianqiu easily let go of this great opportunity?
His figure moved like a black lightning bolt, instantly closing in and giving Zhao Dapeng no chance to catch his breath, slamming two punches into Zhao Dapeng in quick succession.
Zhao Dapeng only felt the shadows of fists flashing before his eyes, and he had no time to make an effective defense. He could only instinctively raise his arms to try to block them.
However, the power of Ye Qianqiu's two punches was truly astonishing. He felt an overwhelming force surge towards him, like a raging tsunami, instantly engulfing him.
His arms felt as if they had been struck by a heavy hammer; a sharp pain shot through his body, and he was once again jolted backward.
At this moment, his blood and qi were surging, and his internal organs seemed to be churning violently. He felt a sweet taste in his throat, and a mouthful of blood almost welled up in his throat.
He inwardly groaned, realizing that Ye Qianqiu's strength was now vastly different from before, and he was no match for him at all.
Just as Zhao Dapeng was trying to steady himself and find an opportunity to counterattack, Ye Qianqiu keenly spotted the flaw in his defense.
He suddenly unleashed a palm strike, carrying a fierce momentum, like a sharp blade drawn from its sheath, aimed directly at Zhao Dapeng's shoulder.
"Snap!"
A crisp sound of bones cracking rang out, sounding particularly jarring in the otherwise noisy medicine shop.
Zhao Dapeng felt a piercing pain in his shoulder, and instantly lost his balance, falling to the ground with a thud, letting out a painful howl.
His shoulder blade was shattered, his arm hung limply to the ground, and his face was filled with pain and despair.
"Bang!"
Before Ye Qianqiu could fully vent his anger, he suddenly turned around and kicked a medicine cabinet next to him hard.
This kick contained his immense power, causing the medicine cabinet to shake instantly, and then collapse with a loud crash.
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