Chapter 440: Dao Techniques!_1

Huff!

Yao Qihua only felt a howling wind rushing past his ears.

By the time he realized what was happening, his body had already hit the ground.

The entire venue fell into complete silence.

Another fight had broken out!

Yin Tian had actually struck someone from the Inner City again!

Yao Qihua stood up from the ground, his expression livid, glaring at Yin Tian. Because his cheek was swollen, even his speech was slightly distorted, "You... you dare to hit me!"

"Should I not have?"

Yin Tian glanced at Yao Qihua and let out a cold laugh, "Using the people around me to intimidate me, do you really think I’m so good-tempered?"

Yao Qihua’s forehead bulged with veins, and his eyes filled with venomous resentment, "Yin Tian, do you really think my Yao Family, like the Qiao Family and the Qin Family, can only suffer in silence when bullied by you?"

"Then what do you want to do?"

Yin Tian casually stuck his hands in his pockets, looking utterly unconcerned.

"I want you dead!"

Yao Qihua directly bit his finger and started drawing with his blood in the palm of his hand.

"Hmm?"

Yin Tian raised an eyebrow, looking at Yao Qihua with some surprise, "Taoism?"

Before his words had finished, Yao Qihua’s aura had surged slightly.

His eyes began to change, and in the blink of an eye, they were already very different from before.

Taoism, a very mysterious method.

Just like the Feng Shui Skill that Yin Tian often used—invisible, intangible, yet palpably real.

For Yao Qihua, this involves harnessing power through special means and applying it to oneself.

However, the power that could be borrowed was very limited, at most making Yao Qihua a bit stronger than an ordinary person.

"So, you actually know about Taoism."

Yao Qihua looked at Yin Tian with a cold laugh and a sinister smile, "Then you should know just how much power I, who mastered Taoism, possess! You dared to strike me!"

Before he had finished speaking, Yao Qihua charged at Yin Tian once more.

Enhanced by Taoism, he was indeed much more formidable than before, and in the blink of an eye, he had rushed before Chen Gu.

However.

Just as he was about to strike Chen Gu, Chen Gu had already made a move first, lifting his arm.

Smack!

Another crisp sound echoed as Yao Qihua was sent flying once again, his body making another intimate contact with the ground.

Chen Gu stood up, looking at Yao Qihua lying on the ground, still not having recovered, and walked over to him.

"Did you really think that with those little tricks, you would be my match?"

Chen Gu let out a cold laugh and looked down at Yao Qihua leisurely, "The trivial Deity Invoking Skill, I stopped playing with that ten years ago."

Yin Tian wasn’t just boasting to Yao Qihua.

When he was young, he actually did learn these things from his master, but they caused great damage to the body. Plus, Yin Tian was extremely afraid of pain as a child, so after learning, he scarcely used them.

"Impossible... this can’t be happening..."

Yao Qihua lay on the ground, half of his face swollen beyond recognition.

His eyes were filled with a dazed look, unable to believe that such a thing could happen, "How could I possibly not beat you..."

"Alright, enough with the rambling."

Yin Tian lifted his foot and stepped on Yao Qihua, "To be honest, I have no feud with your Yao Family and truly had no intention to trouble your clan, but why on earth did you insist on provoking me?"

Yao Qihua only felt endless humiliation.

He struggled, but it was futile.

On the side, Zheng Hanlin was also sweating profusely.

He was chosen by the Yao Family to become the new overlord of the North District.

Now, seeing Yao Qihua being humiliated under Yin Tian’s foot and doing nothing himself, how should he face the blame from the Yao Family later?

While Zheng Hanlin was anxiously wringing his hands, unsure of what to do, Sir Li spoke indifferently, "Hanlin."

"Here, Sir Li, what do you command?"

"This matter is beyond you, just stand aside obediently, if you take action, it will only make things worse. Do you understand what I mean?"

Zheng Hanlin had been waiting for these words from Sir Li.

Upon hearing Sir Li finish, he immediately nodded his head like pounding garlic, "Yes, yes, I understand."

"Yin Tian!!"

Yao Qihua let out a furious roar, "I’m telling you, I am a member of the Yao Family, my Yao Family Ancestor was a genuine Maoshan Taoist. I may lack skill and cannot compete with you, but if you dare to humiliate me like this, do you really believe my Yao Family has no one who can deal with you?"

"A genuine Taoist?"

Yin Tian raised his eyebrows, a strange smile on his face, "As far as I know, if one truly wishes to practice Maoshan Taoism, one cannot marry and have children, so from whence does your Yao Family come?"

Yao Qihua was instantly at a loss for breath.

He could clearly feel that after Yin Tian had spoken, many in the crowd were holding back laughter, seemingly mocking him.

"Yin Tian! You dare to insult my Yao Family!!"

Smack!

Yin Tian leaned down and gave a sharp slap to the back of Yao Qihua’s head.

"Speak without slandering."