"Li Yang! You're courting death!" Han Qinhu said to Li Yang with a twisted expression.
"Really? I don't really like dying. I don't even know how to write the word 'death'! Why don't you teach me?" Li Yang said with a smile.
But to Han Qinhu, his smile was nothing short of mockery.
"Go to hell!" Han Qinhu roared in fury, rushing towards Li Yang like the wind. His speed was so fast that it was impossible to keep up. The ground suddenly trembled, and a clear footprint appeared. The area around the footprint was cracked and clearly visible. In a flash, he was in front of Li Yang.
Wing Chun's technique of striking within a foot or so is the mark of a master. Its explosive power is astonishing, and with a loud crack, the fist is already in front of Li Yang.
Everyone gasped.
"Li Yang, watch out!" they all exclaimed immediately.
"You think you can knock me down with just one punch?" Li Yang sneered. With a slight movement, he left a blur and was already at Han Qinhu's side.
"My Bagua Steps are pretty good, aren't they? Don't they leave you a little confused?" Li Yang said mockingly.
Han Qinhu was even angrier. Apart from Ye Gucheng, no one had ever made him so humiliated or so embarrassed.
"I kill you--"
Han Qinhu was furious.
Unleashing his full power without restraint, his tightly bound ponytail throbbed with rage, causing his blood to surge and the red ribbon holding his hair to snap. His long hair flew wildly in the air, making his already ferocious face appear even more grotesque and terrifying.
"Hmph! Are you enraged? Do you think you can hurt me just because you're enraged?" Li Yang had already reached the peak of his Core Formation realm. His blood and qi could circulate like a pill, gathering in a single point in his dantian, and then suddenly unleash a tremendous force that could shake the heavens and the earth.
As his skill level improved, his Bagua Steps reached a new level, becoming increasingly unpredictable and utterly free of any trace of dust.
Han Qinhu went mad, frantically throwing punches, inch punches, chops, and kicks at Li Yang. His speed was so fast that afterimages appeared. The onlookers even hallucinated, thinking that he had three heads and six arms, that he was an eight-armed Nezha, or a thousand-armed Guanyin, circling around Li Yang. His fists, arms, and figure were everywhere.
Li Yang seemed to be completely enveloped by him, and appeared to be at a complete disadvantage.
This immediately made the ordinary people nervous. If Li Yang was defeated by them, then their homes would truly be left unprotected.
"Li Yang, don't lose! You must hold on!" They all prayed for Li Yang in their hearts.
Only a master like Dark, the God of Asura Cards, could discern a clue. It wasn't that Li Yang was at a disadvantage, but rather that he was completely in the lead. Li Yang was toying with Han Qinhu; he was merely using the Bagua Steps to engage in a hit-and-run with Han Qinhu without actually making a move, while Han Qinhu was frantically attacking him from all sides, but none of his attacks could hit Li Yang.
If Li Yang hadn't encountered Luo Tian before his breakthrough, he might have already coughed up blood and collapsed, becoming crippled. But the current Li Yang is not the same Li Yang as before. He has reached the Core Formation stage, which is a whole stage higher than Han Qinhu.
A higher rank can crush a person! A higher martial arts skill can be deadly!
"Han Qinhu, is this all you've got?" Li Yang, who was not injured, was in the mood to speak and mock Han Qinhu.
"Ah—I'm going to kill you, you bastard—Give me your life...Die!" Han Qinhu went mad, his face contorted with rage, devoid of any beauty whatsoever.
His mind was almost rendered incapable of thinking due to his rage, and his body was in a state of instinctive attack, with his attack power reaching an unprecedented level.
"Phew... I'm not playing with you anymore, it's no fun!" Li Yang shook his head slightly, and a cold glint suddenly shot out from his eyes.
His body paused slightly as he moved, his arm twitched, and without any further movement, he suddenly trembled, assumed a posture of perfect balance, and his entire body entered a strange, silent state. The next second, his body trembled, and the ground silently sank more than an inch deep. Li Yang's feet sank into it, and there were no more cracks or fissures around him. Whether it was hard soil or tiles, everything under his feet turned into powder and was trampled under his feet.
With that step, his whole body trembled, his arms swayed slightly, and he simply pushed out a palm towards Han Qinhu's chest.
Han Qinhu was almost driven mad by his pursuit of Li Yang, because no matter how fast he attacked or how he chased, Li Yang was always elusive, seemingly within reach but never quite out of reach.
At that moment, he suddenly saw Li Yang stop. Overjoyed, he pounced on him almost instantly, throwing a punch at Li Yang without any regard for the consequences.
"Just in time!" Li Yang roared, and his palm strike continued unabated, heading straight for Han Qinhu's incoming punch.
"Bang--"
"Crack..."
"Ah—my hand—"
In that instant, Han Qinhu's thunderous strike and Li Yang's light palm strike collided solidly, with an astonishing result.
Li Yang's palm was intact, and it was imprinted on Han Qinhu's chest. Han Qinhu's fist was covered in blood, and his arm was limp as if it were broken.
His chest was caved in an inch deep, a testament to the power of Li Yang's palm strike, which, after breaking his fist and arm, landed squarely on his chest.
"This palm strike was for Tie Dan! You dare to hurt my brother, you must pay the price!" Li Yang said coldly.
"You, you really have achieved the elixir of immortality?"
Blood gushed from Han Qinhu's mouth as he stared at Li Yang in disbelief.
"So what do you think? How did that palm strike I just delivered feel?" Li Yang asked with a narrowed eye and a cold smile.
"Sigh... I... I'm not reconciled..." Han Qinhu roared, then suddenly punched himself on the head. There was a crisp cracking sound, like a ripe watermelon had rotted, with red and white splattering everywhere.
Chapter 645: Escape, Colluding with Each Other
"Ah—" Jiang Xinyue had been closely watching Li Yang, not missing his every move, her eyes never blinking. Suddenly seeing Han Qinhu's bloody and brutal suicide, she was so frightened that her face turned pale.
Li Yang didn't even flinch; he hadn't expected Han Qinhu to be so fierce, actually committing suicide so readily. However, he wouldn't sympathize with his enemy, because mercy towards the enemy was cruelty towards oneself.
So, without giving Han Qinhu a second glance, he flashed to Jiang Xinyue's side, blocking her view, and pulled her into his arms, comforting her, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here!"
Jiang Xinyue threw herself into Li Yang's arms, her body still trembling slightly, and said pitifully, "It's so scary, I'm so afraid!"
"Don't be afraid, I'm here, you'll be alright," Li Yang continued to comfort her. His hand stroked her long, flowing hair, and his gaze fell upon her incredibly firm and supple breasts, a sensation that was utterly intoxicating.
"Oh no! Oh no... the police are here..."
Suddenly, someone shouted from the crowd, causing an uproar as everyone showed expressions of fear and unease. Especially given the chaos at the scene, with several members of the Hongtu Group already beaten and covered in blood, and now, with some even dead, this was a matter of utmost importance.