Chapter 191: If they deserve death, then kill them

Qin Yu stepped forward, arriving beside Han Pangzi, and with the speed of thunder before one could cover their ears, he took a spiritual herb from his Qiankun Bag and shoved it into Han Pangzi's mouth.

"Om——"

Pale white spiritual energy flowed into the herb, splitting it open, and the potent medicinal effect streamed into Han Pangzi's abdomen.

Then he stood before them, narrowed his eyes, and calmly said, "Within three breaths, kneel, sever your own arms, and this matter will be dropped."

Yu Qing's punch nearly shattered Han Pangzi's future, his qi and blood surged, his five viscera and six bowels were almost displaced; if not treated in time, let alone cultivation, whether he could survive another three to five years is a problem.

This was aimed at killing someone.

So I need not hold back either.

From the moment Wu Chen appeared at the school gate that morning, Qin Yu already sensed something was off.

The Sichuan Wu Family also stood against him.

"Are you planning to let your bodyguards act? Hah, within the school, external martial artists may not interfere, or else all martial artists of Great Xia will hunt you down!" A faint sneer appeared in the depths of Yu Qing's eyes.

Whether as reported in the news, Qin Yu possesses extraordinary talent and has already broken through to become a martial artist.

Or as it was a month ago, he still has a hundred-card qi and blood.

The two brothers fear nothing; as long as they fight within the school, the two of them together can suppress anyone except Wu Chen.

"Qin Yu, stay calm; you only need to follow my cultivation method, and in five days, on the college entrance exam platform, you can slay these two without issue!" At that moment, a graceful figure appeared at the sports field gate.

Xu Yu directly sent a voice transmission, saying.

Because... no matter how strong Qin Yu becomes, he is at most a martial artist, lacking systematic training and having not cultivated sufficiently powerful martial techniques.

These two's qi and blood are not weak, nearly reaching first-rank peak.

Their upper limb bones are almost fully tempered.

If Qin Yu makes a move, the odds of him ending up disadvantaged are high.

Qin Yu merely gave a cold smile, did not respond to Teacher Xu Yu, his gaze icy as he looked at the two, his calm voice sounding like a death sentence.

"Time's up."

"If you harbor murderous intent, you must be prepared to be killed."

Qin Yu stamped his right foot, like a shell leaving the barrel, his speed reaching the extreme, even producing a sonic boom.

"As the son of a meritorious official, having murderous intent toward us brothers, our excessive defense is also normal..." Yu Xi revealed a cold smile, his right hand curling into an eagle claw, shooting straight for Qin Yu's head.

Wu Chen had just sent someone to transmit a voice message.

Having already made a move, life or death is no longer a concern.

In front of the public, this is a good opportunity to kill Qin Yu.

Moreover... one could earn the praise of the Dian Family Eldest Son and help him complete his task ahead of schedule.

Who knows, perhaps more resources could be poured into oneself, rivaling the elder brother.

"Boom!"

The wind of his fist howled, and Qin Yu directly blasted forward to kill.

A fist and a claw violently collided, producing a crisp bone-breaking sound.

"Crack... crack!"

Continuously, Yu Xi's face showed shock; intense pain transmitted, his five fingers completely snapped, bent out of shape, utterly unable to withstand Qin Yu's punch.

"How is this possible? Your bone tempering... why is it stronger than mine?" he cried out in terror.

His Exploring Wind Claw is a third-rank martial technique; combined with his seven-hundred-card qi and blood, even an ordinary second-rank martial artist could not possibly shatter it so easily!

Qin Yu's expression remained cold as he kicked Yu Xi's abdomen, gathering his whole-body strength into one point, now reaching a force of six thousand catties.

Comparable to a third-rank martial artist.

Because he underwent three bone-tempering sessions before entering the rank, his foundation is twice as strong as that of an ordinary martial artist.

The limit of a normal second-rank martial artist is also just three thousand catties of physical strength.

Facing such an ant, it's just crushing!

"Thud!"

Yu Xi fell like a broken kite, slamming hard into the distance, kicking up clouds of dust across the sports field.

"Ah......"

A heart-rending voice sounded, veins bulging on his forehead like coiling dragons; Yu Xi felt he was about to suffocate, unable to breathe, his flesh and viscera seeming to rupture, making respiration difficult.

Crimson blood flowed from his seven orifices, his skin speckled with red spots, his internal blood vessels shattered; if not rescued, he would die!

"Brother!"

Yu Qing hadn't even had time to react when his younger brother was already taken care of?

He wanted to retreat and conduct a rescue.

But... Qin Yu stepped forward, arriving before him, his right hand gripping Yu Qing's neck, pinching his airway; countless qi and blood pressed, making Yu Qing's face flush red, unable to breathe.

He clutched Qin Yu's arms with both hands, trying to break free, but could not budge them in the slightest.

"No... no you can kill me..."

"This is school... this is No. 3 Middle School... we just didn't kill Han Feng..."

Yu Qing was dazed—was this the Qin Yu who tested at a hundred-card qi and blood a month ago?

He was taken down in a single move, utterly unable to resist.

A second-rank martial artist—this is definitely a second-rank martial artist!

Moreover, he has already begun tempering his lower limb bones.

He was struggling, already making a polite plea, hoping Qin Yu would spare him.

From Qin Yu's eyes he sensed a fierce killing intent, feeling his body turn icy, extremely cold, as if plunged into an ice cellar.

"Qin Yu, stop—do you know the consequences of killing someone here on school grounds? Even your father couldn't save you!" At that moment, a stern voice rang out.

A middle-aged fatty with a big belly, wearing black-rimmed glasses, with a displeased expression, led several teachers into the gymnasium.

Behind him stood a handsome young man, smiling and calmly watching the scene.

Even if his own little brother were to die.

Wu Chen didn't care either.

As long as Qin Yu dared to kill.

Tomorrow, he could send Qin Yu to prison; the lives of two martial artists, plus the power behind him, would at least earn him a sentence of decades!

Even the death penalty!

"Crack—crack!"

Qin Yu glanced, expression indifferent, lightly twisted his right hand, and a crisp breaking sound echoed throughout the stadium.

Yu Qing's head tilted; his pupils widened in disbelief as he died.

Qin Yu really dared to kill at No. 3 Middle School!

At that moment, the slowly dying Yu Xi convulsed on the ground, seeing this… his burly body trembled outright.

He dared… he really dared!

At this moment, he felt irreparable regret; if he had known Qin Yu was this vicious, he wouldn't have dared to take on this task with his older brother, even if the Safety Director came, he would still dare to act!

Fearless in the slightest!

His body turned cold; soon… would it be his turn?

"He… is a second-rank martial artist?" Xu Yu saw this, his heart jolted, somewhat dazed.

Just out of the hospital, only two days ago?

Could it be that what Qin Yu said earlier was all true?

Does he really have the ability to help the descendants of those ten masters cultivate to seventh rank?

He isn't joking, is he?

And the many students of Class Five, seeing this, turned pale and trembled uncontrollably; this was their first brush with life and death, so fear was inevitable.

Everyone was shocked.

Qin Yu is no longer the Qin Yu of a month ago!

He truly is the one spoken of in the news.

The bearing of a Martial Saint!

Han Pangzi lay on the ground, feeling waves of warmth flowing into his meridians, repairing his five viscera and six bowels, grinning as he watched the scene and burst out laughing.

"Damn, not bad for a brother who grew up wearing open-crotch pants!"

"Not to mention, I wouldn't have suffered this beating for nothing!"

"No… I need to call my old man quickly; this matter can't keep expanding."

Immediately, he pulled out his phone, endured the pain, and quickly sent a text message.

Qin Yu simply threw the corpse to the ground—not because he disregarded human life.

If he weren't here, the fatty would at most live a few more months; that inch-power punch would gradually crush his five viscera and six bowels.

What's the difference between that and killing him?

Then, his gaze calm, he looked at the big-bellied middle-aged fatty: "Director, when the entire Senior Class Five was being bullied earlier, where were you?"

"When Han Pangzi was slapped on the left and struck on the right, where were you?"

"When he was hit by inch power into his five viscera and six bowels, nearly dislocated, where were you?"

"If you don't show up, then never show up—understand?"

Qin Yu wore a calm smile, but his words were full of threat.

Dare to take sides, and I'll dare to send you to see King Yama!

Han Feng's father is a top-tier researcher at the Great Xia Research Institute, a confidential figure; yet his son was bullied by a dog of an aristocratic youth.

Are the school leaders still showing favoritism?

If he finds out, No. 3 Middle School will be completely purged.

"Are you threatening me?"

"Overstepping your bounds—take him down!"

The big-bellied Safety Director shouted, waving his big hand.

Several teachers, their qi and blood surging like waves, pressed down on Qin Yu.