Chapter 148: My Son Has the Potential of a Human Immortal

Ten-plus minutes later.

No matter how much natural divine strength Cheng Xianba had, no matter how burly and majestic he was, ten-plus minutes of continuous crazy attacks caused his physical stamina to drop sharply, and his offensive had already eased quite a bit.

He also calmed down from his initial rage, his eyes staring fixedly at Yin Qi.

He knew that if this continued.

It would either be a draw, or he would exhaust his stamina and be defeated by Yin Qi.

His attacks were very violent, enough to rival a Grandmaster.

But Yin Qi was simply too slippery; no matter how he attacked, he could never hurt him, and every time it seemed like he was just a hair's breadth away.

It seemed that as long as he put in a little more effort, he could hurt the other party.

Now Cheng Xianba had also realized that this was definitely Yin Qi's strategy—using flexible footwork to consume his stamina, and then turning from defense to offense.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shout angrily: "Yin Qi, if you keep hiding like this, what's the point of this competition? If you have the ability, fight me head-on; don't act like a sissy and make me look down on you."

"Since that's the case, then I'll grant your wish!"

Yin Qi's eyes turned cold; he no longer dodged but attacked Cheng Xianba instead.

Cheng Xianba laughed loudly, mocking: "Calling you a fool, you still won't admit it; you don't even know my provocation... ah..."

Before his arrogant laughter could finish, he screamed.

He saw his own fist meet Yin Qi's fist; the two fists collided, and he actually felt his finger bones stinging.

A powerful counter-shock force shook him back repeatedly, stepping on the ground with a booming sound, like an elephant running past.

Yin Qi's blood and qi erupted, showing the combat power of a Marrow Refining Grandmaster, his aura suppressing all directions.

His eyes were cold and sharp, pursuing him.

Before Cheng Xianba could stand firm, Yin Qi hammered down with another punch.

Powerful and heavy, faintly with the sound of a dragon's roar.

The Dragon Elephant Fist is like an elephant in strength and a dragon in vitality.

In his haste, Cheng Xianba could only bend his arms to block, resulting in taking a solid punch.

He couldn't help but cry out in pain, feeling his entire arm was about to break, and he flew backward again, this time rushing directly out of the hall, tripping over the threshold and rolling out.

The reversal of the situation was too fast, leaving everyone stunned.

Yin Qi, who was previously at an absolute disadvantage, actually defeated Cheng Xianba with two punches!

After a moment of silence, the hall boiled over.

"Grandmaster! How is it possible? He is actually already a Grandmaster!"

"Not bad, this aura is definitely only possessed by a Grandmaster. Heavens, how old is this Yin Qi!"

"This is another Champion Marquis. Back then, the Champion Marquis became a Martial Saint at fifteen; with Yin Qi's talent, perhaps he will become one next year."

"Brother Yin, is your Yin Qi engaged? I have a daughter who is fourteen, born with a flowery appearance..."

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The officials of Great Gan were in an uproar.

This was a young Grandmaster; except for the Champion Marquis, who could compare?

As long as he didn't fall, he would surely become a Martial Saint within two years.

The powerful nobles sitting around the Yin Duke turned their heads one after another to offer congratulations, while simultaneously promoting their own daughters.

As long as one married Yin Qi, they would surely be taken to new heights in the future.

The more prominent Yin Qi's performance was, the more intense the killing intent in the hearts of the envoys from various countries became.

The more prominent Yin Qi was, the more they wanted to kill him quickly.

This was a young Grandmaster!

There are hundreds of millions of martial artists in the world; how many can achieve the Grandmaster level?

Watching Yin Qi standing proudly in the hall, Princess Luoyun's beautiful eyes shone with brilliance, her heart stirred.

Which young girl doesn't dream of spring?

Especially those like them who practice martial arts, they worship the strong even more.

She came from the Shenfeng Kingdom, backed by the Peach God Dao, one of the Sacred Lands, and had used countless divine arts and cultivation resources since childhood, but now she was only at the late stage of Bone Refining.

Wanting to break through to Innate Organ Refining, she didn't know how many years it would take.

But Yin Qi was about the same age as her, yet he was already a Grandmaster; there was simply no comparison.

"Impossible, how is this possible!"

Yang Tong widened his eyes, completely unable to believe this was the truth.

Yin Qi was actually a Grandmaster!

What was he provoking!

Jing Yuxing was also confused, muttering to himself: "Grandmaster, he is actually a Grandmaster; this person is truly terrifying. Since he hid his cultivation before, who knows if he is still hiding it now?"

Since Great Gan could produce a Champion Marquis, why couldn't it produce another Yin Qi?

Yin Tiancheng was also stunned; he didn't hear the congratulations or even the voices wanting to marry into the family, his eyes only on Yin Qi in the hall.

Grandmaster!

My Thirteenth is actually a Grandmaster!

After coming back to his senses, he only felt his whole body comfortable, as if every pore in his body was absorbing clear energy.

This was a Grandmaster!

A Martial Saint was already a nailed-down matter.

The past glory of the Yin Duke Mansion would also reappear in the near future.

If there weren't so many people here, he would have wanted to roar: "My son has the potential of a Human Immortal!"

The Crown Prince, the He Prince, and the Yu Prince were all shocked, secretly thinking about how to win over Yin Qi.

A flash of brilliance passed through the Emperor's eyes, and he said leisurely, "Xuanji, your judgment of people is still accurate; this child is indeed already a Grandmaster. What is even more rare is that he has been able to endure until now before revealing it. He is very calculating, and the general trend is already set."

If he were just an Innate martial artist, the probability of being assassinated would still be very high.

But once he reached Grandmaster, unless a Martial Saint took action personally, it would be very difficult for anyone of the same level to kill Yin Qi again.

Hong Xuanji nodded slowly: "Your Majesty, this child is not only skilled in martial arts but also has excellent literary talent and is full of talent. He studies in our clan school; I heard from Yan Mingtang that he will surely be on the list in this imperial examination."

"Oh, he is actually a master of both literature and martial arts!"

The Emperor of Gan became even more interested.

The Yin Duke Mansion is a well-rooted noble family.

He previously suspected that Yin Qi was a pawn cultivated by some expert in secret, but after seeing Yin Qi's masterful Dragon Elephant Fist, he knew this guess was completely untenable.

Since he is a well-rooted noble, he will naturally be entrusted with important tasks in the future.

A master of both literature and martial arts—he likes that even more.

Yin Qi slowly calmed his blood and qi, turned his head, and bowed to the Emperor of Gan.

The Emperor of Gan laughed heartily: "Good, good, good. Yin Qi, your performance is outstanding; I am very happy. I grant you the title of Viscount, reward you with a thousand taels of red gold, and allow you to read in the Songhe Mountain House for two hours."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Yin Qi's eyes lit up, and he bowed again in thanks.

Songhe Mountain House—this was the Royal Scripture Repository; he didn't know how many divine arts and secret techniques were collected there.

"Mm, take your seat!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Yin Qi walked back to his seat and saw Yin Tiancheng, who was smiling so wide his mouth was almost splitting.

"Thirteenth, Father truly did not misjudge you."

Yin Qi smiled and nodded, coming behind Yin Tiancheng to sit down.

Not long after he sat down, he heard a roar from far away outside the hall: "Thief, how dare you!"

Following these words, there was a violent explosion.

At this moment, the entire Imperial Palace boiled over.

"There are assassins, protect His Majesty!"

The Forbidden Guards shouted one after another, coming from outside the hall.

And soon, the Forbidden Guards guarding outside rushed in, surrounding the Emperor of Gan layer by layer.

If someone looked down at the Imperial Palace from a high place, they could see thousands of Forbidden Guards gathering toward the Gangang Hall from all directions.

A small number rushed toward the Kunning Hall to protect the Empress and the female relatives of the officials.

"Your Majesty, there are assassins. It is chaotic here; we should leave first."

The Grand Steward, Wang Tao, his face changed slightly, said urgently.

Since assassins had been discovered, who knew if there were other assassins hidden in the crowd. ===== CHAPTER 149 =====