Chapter 55: Explosive Kill

"Hahaha, who else?!"

Qian Yuanchang laughed wildly, having easily completed the leap from an ordinary person to a Martial Artist, and defeated Shen Qi again with his first strike.

Qian Yuanchang was now like those upstarts who had struck it rich overnight, arrogant beyond measure, looking down on everyone.

"You few, you killed my sister and still dare to come to the Qian Family to cause trouble. Today, I'll let you know why the flowers are so red!"

Qian Yuanchang roared and lunged toward Chen Che and the others.

"Attack together!" Xu Di shouted loudly.

The four of them scattered, then turned around and charged toward Qian Yuanchang simultaneously.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The four of them threw punches at the same time, striking Qian Yuanchang's quivering fat!

Qian Yuanchang's expression remained unchanged; he gave a playful smile, then used both fists and feet. Shen Qi and the other three each took a hit and flew backward, some crashing into walls, others falling heavily to the ground.

"Wah—"

All four spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, their faces pale as they looked at Qian Yuanchang in disbelief.

This dead fat pig was freakishly strong!

The rules of the Martial Artist strength realm had completely collapsed in him!

"Hahahaha..."

Qian Yuanchang slapped his own rock-hard fat a few times and said contemptuously, "I thought you were so impressive; turns out you're all trash!"

Thump, thump...

Shen Qi and the others all knelt beside Chen Che, their faces full of self-reproach and guilt as they said:

"Master, we have brought shame upon you!"

"Sir, we have failed in our task, please punish us!"

Chen Che shook his head and said, "It has nothing to do with you; that guy is indeed wickedly strong. Besides, the time limit for the Needle Technique has passed, so it's normal that you couldn't beat him."

The mysterious woman nodded, looking at Chen Che with great satisfaction and provocation.

The Qian Family members were all too shocked by this scene to speak, their hearts filled with an indescribable joy.

"Good grandson! Well fought, that's exactly how you should fight, let them learn a lesson! And set some rules for those who want to challenge the dignity of the Qian Family!"

"That's my son! I knew you had the talent to be a Martial Artist; with you in the Qian Family from now on, let's see who dares to provoke us again!"

"If it weren't for the adult from the Martial Arts Alliance being here, the Qian Family really would have fallen at the hands of this greenhorn! Fortunately, our Qian Family chose the right side; it seems we must deepen our cooperation with the Martial Arts Alliance in the future."

Qian Rongrong looked at Chen Che's calm expression, feeling uneasy in her heart.

All his subordinates had been defeated, yet he didn't show a hint of fear.

Was he faking it, or was he truly fearless?

"We had better not let our guard down; Chen Che doesn't look afraid at all."

Qian Rongrong reminded them in a low voice.

"What do you know?!"

Qian Xiaobo scolded her with dissatisfaction, "Qian Yuanchang has now become a Martial Artist, and we have the adult presiding over us; that brat is dead for sure!"

Qian Jingzhong was also unhappy with Qian Rongrong's words, believing she was worrying too much.

"Rongrong, I know your concerns. But as a member of the Qian Family, never boost others' morale and dampen your own prestige."

"Grandfather, I..."

Qian Rongrong wanted to explain, but was glared back by her father, Qian Xiaosen.

Qian Xiaosen also felt his daughter's worry was superfluous; the current situation was set in stone.

Moreover, now that Qian Yuanchang had become a Martial Artist, his status in the Qian Family would surely rise with the tide.

If Qian Rongrong caused Qian Jingzhong's dissatisfaction at a time like this, she would inevitably be suppressed by Qian Yuanchang in the future.

Qian Rongrong furrowed her delicate brows, her face full of grievance, and hid to the side, saying nothing more.

Listening to the Qian Family's conversation, Chen Che squinted at the masked woman and said, "So you went to the Martial Arts Alliance after you went missing."

The masked woman was startled, realizing there was no need to hide it anymore. She took off her mask, revealing a stunningly beautiful face.

Yang Simin stared at Chen Che, her eyes filled with hatred and resentment: "I didn't expect you to recognize me, but it doesn't matter; you're going to die anyway."

Chen Che didn't care about Yang Simin's words, but instead looked at her carefully.

Her appearance hadn't changed much, but there was a bit more wickedness and allure between her brows.

Even though she was only twenty years old, she already possessed the potential to bring disaster to the country and its people.

Chen Che sensed the violent and chaotic True Qi on her and frowned, saying, "It seems you've done quite a lot to take revenge on me."

"Scared? Don't worry, I won't let you die easily."

Yang Simin ordered Qian Yuanchang: "Use your full strength, just leave him with one breath."

When Qian Yuanchang saw Yang Simin's true face, his heart stirred, and a feeling of love surged into his mind.

He was excited, and at this moment, hearing Yang Simin's voice giving orders sounded like heavenly music to him.

"My lady, as you command!"

Qian Yuanchang realized that Yang Simin had a grudge against Chen Che. To curry favor and show his loyalty, he said fiercely to Chen Che, "Brat, from the moment I became a Martial Artist, I have been the most loyal follower of my lady. Since you have a grudge against her, prepare to accept my judgment!"

Whoosh!

Qian Yuanchang roared and shot toward Chen Che like a cannonball.

Seeing this, Shen Qi and the others all scattered and quickly hid to the side.

They were not worried about Chen Che getting hurt at all; rather, they were afraid that Chen Che would strike too hard and they would be caught in the crossfire.

However, that was indeed the case.

Chen Che flipped his right palm, and the Silver Needles on the three men, Xu Jingyan and the others, flew into his palm.

Chen Che followed through by clenching his fist, trapping the three Silver Needles between his fingers.

Qian Yuanchang's obese body had already lunged before him; he hugged his knees with both arms, curling himself into a ball of flesh, and slammed toward Chen Che.

Chen Che took a deep breath, stepped back, raised his right arm, and threw a punch with an understated motion.

It was a seemingly soft strike, yet the moment it made contact with Qian Yuanchang, it produced a sound like a thunderclap.

"Boom!!!"

The next second, Qian Yuanchang's obese body exploded into a mist of blood!

The entire scene fell silent!

The members of the Qian Family all held their breath, their eyes wide as saucers, their expressions filled with extreme shock.

Yang Simin slammed her small fist hard against the table, her expression stunned, a tempestuous storm raging in her heart.

After taking that kind of medicine, Qian Yuanchang's strength was more than enough to face a Ninth Grade, yet under Qian Yuanchang's full-force strike, he was actually killed instantly by Chen Che's understated punch!

"This... this is impossible!"

Yang Simin suppressed the shock in her heart, gritting her teeth as she glared at Chen Che.

In the corner, Shen Qi and the others gazed at Chen Che's dashing figure with faces full of admiration, whispering to each other.

"Sir is truly too handsome; if only I could have one-tenth of his strength and temperament!"

"Stop dreaming; Master is one of a kind. In this world, no one can compare to Master."

"That's right. All we can do is use all our strength and pursue Sir's footsteps with perseverance!"

"In any case, we will just follow Sir wholeheartedly from now on. Even if we can't compare to a single strand of Sir's hair, we will still be beings that others cannot afford to provoke!"

The group nodded in unison to show their agreement:

"That makes sense!"

"I said it long ago, even if one is to be a dog for Master, one should be a Xiaotian Quan!"

"Sir will be the goal I pursue for the rest of my life from now on. Whoever dares to be disrespectful to Sir, no matter who they are, I will slap them right in the face!"