He's on the same level as my father. No wonder Jin Xuanlong dared to come looking for me; he must have something to rely on.
The atmosphere of tension reached its peak throughout the mansion. The Jin and Qin families faced each other, their gazes clashing as if sparks were about to fly.
Jin Xuanlong was filled with anger and determination; he could no longer tolerate Qin Ze's mockery and contempt.
He resolutely decided that he had to demonstrate the Jin family's authority with strong measures, even if it meant striking first.
In an instant, Jin Xuanlong's aura expanded rapidly, and his eyes flashed with a determined light.
Without hesitation, he charged toward Qin Ze, the wind howling and his momentum as imposing as a mountain.
The members of the Jin family became excited when they saw their patriarch make a move.
"The Jin family patriarch is indeed mighty! We must let the Qin family know the power of the Jin family!"
"Go, Master! We all support you!"
"We absolutely cannot show weakness this time; we must make the Qin family regret it!"
Qin Ze chuckled coldly twice.
"Heh, overestimating yourself!"
Jin Xuanlong and Qin Ze began their fight, but he soon discovered that Qin Ze's strength was beyond his imagination and that he could not suppress him.
Qin Ze's movements were extremely agile; he skillfully dodged every attack, and his counterattacks were full of power.
A sense of unease gradually rose in Jin Xuanlong's heart, but he was unwilling to show weakness easily and resolutely decided to use the Jin family's spiritual treasure - the Blood Droplet.
He knew this was the Jin family's most treasured possession, capable of unleashing the power of vengeful spirits, enough to kill an opponent in one strike.
The blood-dripping dart in his hand gleamed with a chilling red light. He gathered all his energy and gritted his teeth, determined to give it a try.
He suddenly waved his hand, and the Blood Droplet transformed into a streak of red light, shooting out towards Qin Ze.
"Qin Ze, accept your death!" Jin Xuanlong's voice was full of indifference and provocation.
Qin Ze was not alarmed by the attack from the Blood Droplets; instead, he smiled and went to meet it.
A faint light flickered in his eyes, as if he had been prepared for this deadly attack.
The Jin family members were even more excited when they saw their patriarch use the Blood Droplet!
"The patriarch is too powerful; he actually used the Blood Droplet!"
"The Qin family is in real trouble this time!"
"The patriarch will definitely defeat Qin Ze!"
Only the members of the Qin family showed worried expressions.
Wang Ying, in particular, turned deathly pale when she saw the Blood Droplet!
"The Flying Guillotine!!! Jin Xuanlong actually used the Flying Guillotine!!"
Wang Tiankai looked at his older sister with a puzzled expression.
"Sister, what is a flying guillotine?"
Wang Ying glared at Wang Tiankai and said, "The Blood Droplet is one of the Jin family's spiritual treasures. It can absorb the power of vengeful spirits to attack opponents, making it an extremely dangerous weapon!"
"Ah!!! Doesn't that mean the young master is in danger?!"
Wang Tiankai also realized the seriousness of the situation at this point.
The red light of the Blood Droplet and Qin Ze's energy intertwined in the air, bursting into dazzling sparks.
Jin Xuanlong stared intently, eagerly anticipating Qin Ze's demise, but as the battle continued, he gradually realized that things were not so simple.
Qin Ze's movements were incredibly agile, allowing him to skillfully evade the attacks of the Blood Droplets.
The fight between Jin Xuanlong and Qin Ze intensified, their strength clashing in mid-air and creating powerful shockwaves.
Jin Xuanlong's rage burned fiercely, and his attacks came at Qin Ze like a storm. Each strike was accompanied by the vengeful phantom of the Blood Droplet, releasing a sinister aura.
The vengeful spirits of the Blood Droplets constantly collided with Qin Ze's powerful energy, filling the space with a distorted aura.
Jin Xuanlong firmly believed that he would be able to defeat Qin Ze after using his family's spiritual treasure, but he found that Qin Ze's strength was beyond his imagination, and his defense and counterattack were exceptionally solid.
Jin Xuanlong grew increasingly agitated, and his anger fueled his attacks.
His figure streaked through the air, forming a golden beam of light that seemed to slash towards Qin Ze like a blade.
However, Qin Ze was always able to nimbly dodge Jin Xuanlong's attacks, his figure dancing in the air like a burning flame.
Qin Ze remained calm, a hint of mockery in his eyes.
Every time Jin Xuanlong's attack was neutralized, he was able to seize the opening and counterattack. His fists were as powerful as the wind, each strike accompanied by a strong momentum, putting immense pressure on Jin Xuanlong.
He suddenly stopped, and with a powerful push of his palm, a strong aura swept out, directly shattering the power of the vengeful spirits of the Blood Droplets.
Jin Xuanlong's pupils contracted sharply; he hadn't expected Qin Ze to be able to shatter his ultimate technique in an instant.
He sensed Qin Ze's powerful aura, and a sense of fear welled up in his heart.
Ultimately, under Qin Ze's overwhelming aura, the Blood Droplet's attack was defeated, dissipating into a faint red light.
Jin Xuanlong swayed slightly, then stopped unwillingly, his breathing rapid, his heart filled with disappointment and frustration.
Many people stared in astonishment at the scene before them, finding it hard to believe that Jin Xuanlong, who had long since become a Grandmaster, had been defeated by Qin Ze.
For a moment, the scene fell silent, with only the gentle sound of the wind, making it seem particularly solemn.
Jin Xuanlong stood rooted to the spot, his face contorted in a grimace, utterly stunned and unable to comprehend what he had just witnessed. He had once been the head of the Jin family, possessing a noble status and supreme power, yet at this moment he had been defeated by a young man.
His heart was filled with frustration and shame, as well as a hint of disbelief.
Qin Ze stood to the side, his gaze deep and devoid of any hint of arrogance.
He knew that this battle would not be an easy victory, and that Jin Xuanlong was extremely powerful.
However, in this world, strength is not the only factor; skill, strategy, and a calm mind also play a role.
The scene gradually calmed down, but everyone's attention remained focused on Jin Xuanlong and Qin Ze.
The Jin family disciples were somewhat at a loss, while the Qin family members quietly exchanged their opinions, seemingly having already anticipated this outcome.
"This...how is this possible?"
"The Jin family patriarch actually lost?"
"The Qin family is truly powerful."
"Qin Ze is indeed impressive."
The Jin family members stared in disbelief at the scene before them. They couldn't understand how their revered patriarch could be defeated by a mere twenty-something-year-old.
Jin Xuanlong and his son looked at each other, and Jin Moyu's expression also became complicated.
Jin Xuanlong could not deny his defeat; his pride and self-esteem had been severely damaged.
However, as the head of the family, he knew he couldn't lose his composure on this occasion. He suppressed his inner pain and stood up straight with his head held high.
"Qin Ze, you've won." Jin Xuanlong's voice was calm and firm.
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