Chapter 31

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Qin Shang, hearing Ye Wushuang’s words and seeing Qin沧’s lifeless body on the ground, felt a sense of helplessness wash over him. He was well aware of Qin沧’s notorious reputation, but that was far from a justifiable reason for Ye Wushuang to kill him. In Qin Shang’s eyes, Ye Wushuang simply did not have the standing to do so. The Ye family, which had long been in decline, had no right to challenge the Qin family.

“You Qin family sure have a lot of nerve!” Ye Wushuang’s voice cut through the tension.

“Ye Wushuang!” Qin Shang shouted, his tone stern. “I don’t know why you didn’t die and instead gained the strength of the fifth level of Physical Cultivation, but… if you persist in this folly, your Ye family is doomed!”

“Good, good, good!” Ye Wushuang uttered the word “good” three times in a row, his laughter cold and bitter. “I, Ye Wushuang, have always detested threats the most!”

“Let him go? Never!” Ye Wushuang paused for a moment, then withdrew the short sword, bringing the blade to Qin Ming’s neck. “But… I can give you the corpse.” With a swift motion, the sword sliced across Qin Ming’s throat, blood spurting out and splattering on Ye Wushuang’s handsome face.

At that moment, Qin Shang’s fury reached its peak. “Die,” he hissed, lunging forward with both hands formed into palms, aiming directly for Ye Wushuang’s chest.

“Spiritual Tiger Slash!” Ye Wushuang stood his ground, his hands clenching into fists as he delivered a powerful blow.

The sound of their clash echoed through the air. Ye Wushuang’s body jolted backward, but he had successfully blocked Qin Shang’s attack. The crowd gasped in astonishment. Qin Shang was a genuine seventh-level Physical Cultivator, with the strength of sixty-three oxen. Yet Ye Wushuang, at the fifth level, had managed to withstand the assault.

“No wonder you’re so brazen!” Qin Shang remarked coldly. “You’re a bit stronger than the average fifth-level cultivator, but in front of me, it’s still nothing.”

Without a word, Ye Wushuang tightened his fists, his muscles tensing as he focused his energy, his gaze locked on Qin Shang.

“Since you’re so stubborn, I’ll kill you and then head to the Ye residence to exterminate your entire family!” Qin Shang declared, his voice dripping with malice.

With a swift movement, he charged again. His hands moved with incredible speed and unpredictability, gathering spiritual energy in his palms, the palm force fluctuating between concentration and dispersion.

“Soul-Shattering Palm!” In an instant, Qin Shang was in front of Ye Wushuang, launching a powerful palm strike that vibrated the very air, creating a resonant sound.

Ye Wushuang’s expression remained eerily calm. Qin Shang’s seventh-level strength, with the power of sixty-three oxen, far surpassed his own current fifth-level strength of forty-nine oxen. However, the Tiger Roar Fist he practiced was an extremely powerful martial technique in this world.

“Spiritual Tiger Quake!” Ye Wushuang shouted inwardly, unleashing a dual-fisted attack. In that moment, his拳劲 rippled like waves, creating a powerful shockwave that surged outward.

“Tiger Spirit Roar!” As the energy from his first move began to take effect, Ye Wushuang swiftly changed his technique. With a clap of his fists, a mighty tiger’s roar seemed to emanate from his attack, shaking Qin Shang’s mind and causing a momentary lapse in his focus. This brief distraction led to a disruption in Qin Shang’s spiritual energy and the disarray of his palm force. It was then that the full force of Ye Wushuang’s Spiritual Tiger Quake struck.

**Bang…**

Qin Shang’s chest caved in, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, collapsing to the ground with a thud.

At that moment, a deathly silence fell over the scene.

Qin Shang, defeated?

How could this be possible?

Ye Wushuang, at the fifth level, had effortlessly defeated Qin Shang, who was two levels above him!

In that moment, Ye Wushuang picked up the short sword from the ground, squatted down, and drove the blade into Qin Shang’s chest. Blood dripped steadily from the wound.

Lifting Qin Shang’s body, Ye Wushuang dragged him behind him as he walked away step by step.

“Tell the Qin family, if they want to save him, they’ll come to the Ye residence. I, Ye Wushuang, am waiting!”