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"I know! I'll be right there!" Yang Qi said, having just received a call from Xiong Ba. He had learned that Chuyun Fan had taken a group of people to the West Suburb Orphanage.

This was already the third time. As the saying goes, three strikes and you're out. Chuyun Fan was purely courting death. However, this time, the group Chuyun Fan led wasn't large. It was said that he had brought three experts over from Thunder City. One of them was rumored to be on par with Cao Shaqing.

"Let's go have a look, then." Yang Qi smiled. He was curious to see just how far Chuyun Fan would go to court death.

At that moment, Chuyun Fan was rushing toward the West Suburb Orphanage. He drove completely recklessly, showing no one any respect and even causing several cars to overturn. The dangerous driving led to widespread complaints and a flood of calls to the police. Zhao Xiong informed Yang Qi of the situation.

"Let Lin Weidong come over and clean up the mess," Yang Qi said with a smile. "I'll handle it!"

"Okay!" Zhao Xiong had immense faith in Yang Qi's Combat Power, especially after the battle in Thunder City. It would be incredibly difficult for anyone to defeat Yang Qi in terms of raw martial prowess. At least, in Jingnan Prefecture, it was hard to imagine finding such a person.

Meanwhile, Chen Mo was extremely frustrated. Chuyun Fan's actions were nothing short of a provocation to all of Kang City. Can't you be a little more low-key? But on second thought, Chuyun Fan probably isn't that foolish. And Chuyun Mo is even less so. The only reason for them to act this way is to flaunt their power, to intimidate all of Kang City. They want to make it known that their Hanfang Association cannot be provoked. Whoever tries will be finished.

Soon, the convoy arrived at the West Suburb Orphanage. New construction was already underway. Many of the old facilities had been demolished to make way for new buildings. This was all being paid for with the money Chuyun Fan had been forced to give. The sight of it made his blood boil.

"Smash this damn orphanage!" Chuyun Fan roared.

However, at that very moment, Yang Qi walked out from the construction site. He was still wearing that same snow-white tracksuit and still chewing gum. He looked at Chuyun Fan with a smile. "Well, if it isn't Young Master Chuyun Fan. What, are you here to make another donation? As expected of someone from the Hanfang Association, and the Chuyun Family no less. You're so rich."

"Bastard!" Seeing Yang Qi, Chuyun Fan ground his teeth, wishing he could have the man cut into a thousand pieces. The sight of his own arms in casts infuriated him even more. This man had subjected him not only to humiliation but also to extreme pain. I must have my revenge. If I don't, I'm not Chuyun Fan!

"You scum, listen up! I came specifically for you this time," Chuyun Fan roared. "Not only will I not give you another penny, but you're also going to return every bit of the money you took from me. Otherwise, I'll kill you!"

"You sound pretty confident," Yang Qi said with a laugh.

"Of course! The last two times, you took advantage because I didn't have any experts with me. But this time, you're done!" Chuyun Fan said through gritted teeth. "I'll be troubling you three!" He looked toward Mitsuhide Takeshi, Mitsuhide Qiang, and Yagyu Kenkage.

"I alone am enough to deal with this brat!" Mitsuhide Takeshi declared as he stepped forward, radiating a powerful Killing Aura.

Even Lin Weidong, who had just arrived, gasped. This Mitsuhide Takeshi had definitely reached the level of the previous Demon General.

Chuyun Fan watched excitedly, eager to see Mitsuhide Takeshi take Yang Qi down in a single move. That way, he could reclaim the money that was his. Over a billion... oh, how the thought of that loss pained him.

BOOM!

Mitsuhide Takeshi suddenly erupted with a terrifying aura. The full power of a Seventh-Rank Great Grandmaster burst forth, and the resulting aura seemed almost tangible as it blasted toward Yang Qi. Yet Yang Qi just kept smiling, calmly chewing his gum as if he didn't have a care in the world.

"Interesting. No wonder you dare to oppose the Hanfang Association," Mitsuhide Takeshi sneered. "But we'll only know what you're really made of after we fight. Die!"

With that, he suddenly made his move. He stomped the ground, his body flashing toward Yang Qi like a bolt of lightning. As he closed in, his right hand suddenly formed a knife-hand, unleashing an incredibly fierce Sword Radiance. This chop could definitely kill an elephant, let alone a human.

Yang Qi smiled, casually raising his right hand to block.

"Fool! To think you can block my attack with your arm," Mitsuhide Takeshi scoffed. "I'm telling you, this attack won't just sever your arm, it'll kill you! You can't block it!"

In that instant, his knife-hand struck Yang Qi's forearm.

BANG!

A massive boom echoed as dust and debris flew into the air. Rings of energy rippled outward from the point of impact, and a small whirlwind seemed to kick up where they had clashed. The next moment, a figure was sent flying back a good ten meters, nearly falling to the ground.

The crowd gasped in shock, and Chuyun Fan froze. Yang Qi hadn't just blocked the attack—he had sent Mitsuhide Takeshi flying!

How could this be possible?!

Is this Yang Qi really that frightening? Even Mitsuhide Takeshi is no match for him? He's a monster!

Chuyun Fan and the others suddenly felt their hearts leap into their throats with worry.

"Don't worry," Mitsuhide Qiang explained. "Takeshi was just being careless. He barely used any of his strength in that last strike."

"I see!" Chuyun Fan immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Yagyu Kenkage, however, just sneered coldly without a word. He had obviously seen the truth of the matter. Mitsuhide Takeshi already gave it his all. But what does the fate of the Mitsuhide family have to do with my Yagyu family? I couldn't care less.

"Hahaha, Yang Qi, you must have used all your strength just now, right?" Chuyun Fan burst into laughter. "And you're still pretending to be relaxed! Mitsuhide Takeshi has barely used any of his power. You're definitely going to lose!"

Yagyu Kenkage shook his head. What an idiot.

On the field, Mitsuhide Takeshi was the most frustrated of all. Although I didn't use my full strength, that last move still contained eighty percent of my power. And yet, I was still repelled by him! This Yang Qi is completely different from what the intelligence reports said. An Alchemy Master? He's clearly a Martial Arts Master! I used eighty percent of my power, hoping to finish him in one move and show off my strength. I never expected to miscalculate so badly. How humiliating!

"Damn you, scum!" Mitsuhide Takeshi roared. "I didn't expect you to have some skill. But I'd like to see how many more of my attacks you can block!"

He couldn't accept defeat. As an expert from the Mitsuhide family, he had been sent to Jingnan Prefecture to serve as Chuyun Mo's bodyguard. He had never lost before.

"You really think so?" Yang Qi asked with a smile, still chewing his gum. "Go on, show me what you've got. I'll give you the chance."

"Arrogant!" Mitsuhide Takeshi took a deep breath and drew the katana from his waist. Since he couldn't win with his bare hands, he would use his blade. After all, his greatest strength was his Sword Skill.