Chapter 82: Big Battle!
"You're Black Dragon, right? Give me some Face and let them go!"
As the calm voice fell, a figure, like a ghost, suddenly appeared in the Dream Bar, seemingly coalescing from the shadows themselves.
This person wore a Bronze Dragon King mask that covered his entire face, the metal sculpted into a fearsome snarl. He stood with his hands clasped behind his back, exuding an extraordinary [Aura], as stable as a mountain in a storm.
Truly a [Grandmaster]!
When Black Dragon saw him, his eyes narrowed, his body tensing as if facing a formidable enemy. Because the person before him was the most terrifying emperor of the Demon City's underworld, the boss of bosses, Dragon King Mr. Han!
In their previous encounters, Black Dragon had always been utterly defeated, losing everything, his influence shrinking step by step under the Dragon King's iron fist. The mask haunted his nightmares.
However...
Black Dragon sneered, cracking his knuckles. Things were different now!
He had already become Young Master Shen's dog. He had a master who could eclipse the sun. He was no longer the Black Dragon of old!
"Dragon King!"
Situ Yueying, Situ Yuehe, and the others were overjoyed and excited to see the man in the Bronze Dragon King mask arrive. It was like seeing a god descend.
Especially Situ Yueying. Her beautiful eyes sparkled with unshed tears, and her charming face, which had been as cold as ice just moments ago, now showed undisguised admiration and joy.
Her hero had come.
At this moment, Dragon King Mr. Han made a dazzling entrance, shocking the entire venue!
From his hidden vantage point in the VIP booth, Shen Anyu saw this scene. He swirled his drink and inwardly complained:
'Goodness, Han Qi's foot-washing is really efficient; he finished washing his mother-in-law's feet and rushed over so quickly! He must have practiced.'
'He truly lives up to having Tianfeng Ichiro, a Sakura Country foster father. If this were in Sakura Country, Han Qi could be crowned a Foot-Washing Immortal!'
However, Shen Anyu was not surprised. He had already detected Han Qi's arrival from the [Nanometer Monitoring Robot] he had tagged him with earlier.
Han Qi, with his current [Innate Peak] cultivation, and as a Child of Destiny who can typically fight above his level—comparable to a [Martial Arts Grandmaster]—traveled at nearly a hundred meters per second. The distance from the Liu residence to Dream Bar wasn't far for a man who could leap across rooftops.
It's just that Han Qi's cheap suit still had some water stains on the cuffs, and Shen Anyu wondered if it was his mother-in-law's foot-washing water. The image was hilarious.
'Heh heh, trying to be a hero saving the beauty? How could I let you win the prize in the grand show I've prepared?'
Shen Anyu looked at this scene with a half-smile. Originally, he had planned to be the hero saving the beauty himself to gain Situ Yueying's favor.
But Han Qi's arrival didn't matter. Because he couldn't save her!
Black Dragon had consumed the [Returning Origin Pill] and [Body Tempering Pill] provided by Shen Anyu earlier that day. He had already broken through the bottleneck to the [Tempering Grandmaster] stage!
Although he had just broken through, his physical strength was even greater than that of an ordinary [Early Stage Grandmaster]!
The combat power of a Body Tempering Martial Artist is among the best in their rank. They are human tanks.
Even if you, Han Qi, are a Child of Destiny and can burst out with protagonist power, you'll still be severely beaten!
Situ Yueying also realized this danger. Her pretty face immediately turned pale, her expression changing drastically as she sensed Black Dragon's elevated aura.
She shouted at Han Qi, desperate:
"Dragon King! Hurry and leave!"
"Black Dragon has now broken through to the [Tempering Grandmaster] stage! His strength has soared! You can't fight him head-on!"
"You must retreat quickly and let Senior Tianfeng save us! Go!"
She was extremely anxious, disregarding her own safety. She desperately shouted at Han Qi, her voice cracking. She only hoped that Han Qi could live, and live well!
Ever since Han Qi saved her and her brother Situ Yuehe's lives two years ago, Situ Yueying had sworn that her life belonged to Han Qi. She would be loyal to him until death!
Han Qi's eyes, beneath the Bronze Dragon King mask, looked at the extremely anxious Situ Yueying. He looked at Situ Yuehe who was being stepped on by Black Dragon, gasping for air. And he looked at the fierce and triumphant expression on Black Dragon's face.
He didn't move. He slowly said, his voice distorted by the mask:
"Black Dragon. Release them!"
Black Dragon sneered, saying disdainfully:
"Surname Han! Do you think your Face is enough to order me around anymore?"
"Kneel down and kowtow a few times! Lick my boots! And maybe I'll be in a good mood and let them go!"
With that, Black Dragon arrogantly stomped on Situ Yuehe's chest again, making his ribs creak audibly. Situ Yuehe groaned in agony.
"You're courting death!"
Han Qi's eyes suddenly turned cold. His body blurred.
He appeared like a ghost in front of Black Dragon, striking out with a palm!
BOOM!
A sound like a bronze bell being struck in an ancient mountain temple suddenly rang out! The shockwave dusted the ceiling.
Black Dragon was sent back seven or eight steps by this palm. Each step heavily indented the concrete floor by three inches, leaving deep footprints, until he reached the wall, where he finally stopped!
At this moment, Black Dragon's shirt on his chest had burst open. A deep, red palm print appeared on his dark chest skin.
If it were an ordinary person, they would probably have been directly pierced by this palm! Their heart would have exploded!
Even a black African elephant would be blown apart by the force!
However, Black Dragon merely patted his chest, revealing an arrogant and unrestrained sneer. He gave a thumbs down.
"Surname Han... is that all you've got?"
"You're just tickling me!"
Han Qi's pupils contracted beneath the mask. He also showed a look of horror.
Although that palm wasn't a full-strength strike, it used at least eighty percent of his power. Yet Black Dragon was completely unharmed? He didn't even cough up blood?
Before, when Black Dragon encountered him, he was always easily defeated. But now he was this strong?
How could Black Dragon break through to the [Tempering Grandmaster] stage so quickly?? It defied logic!
Han Qi was utterly confused. Breaking through to the [Tempering Grandmaster] stage was even more difficult than breaking through to a normal [Martial Arts Grandmaster]! It required resources he didn't think Black Dragon had.
Han Qi took a deep breath. He helped Situ Yuehe up from the ground, handed him to Situ Yueying, and instructed:
"Stand behind me! Get back!"
"Dragon King..."
Situ Yueying was extremely anxious. Watching Han Qi and Black Dragon square off, she couldn't intervene. She could only silently pray.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
At this moment, Black Dragon and Han Qi engaged in a fierce battle. It was like two tyrannosaurs fighting in a cage.
Whether it was tables, chairs, or sofas, anything that touched the center of their clash was directly pulverized into sawdust!
Even the walls were directly broken through by their exchange!
Cracking sounds echoed, and the Dream Bar was in a state of total chaos! Debris flew everywhere.
Both Situ Yueying, Situ Yuehe, and Black Dragon's subordinates retreated repeatedly, not daring to get caught in the aftermath of the battle. The shockwaves alone were enough to injure them.
As for the bar's customers from earlier, they had already fled screaming into the night.
BANG!
With a loud bang, Han Qi and Black Dragon both retreated violently from a clash of fists.
Black Dragon retreated seven or eight steps, kicking over a reinforced concrete pillar to dissipate the force, before stopping his retreat!
Han Qi, on the other hand, lightly tapped his toe, tracing a graceful arc in the air, and landed five or six steps back.
This strike immediately revealed the difference in their strength!
Situ Yueying and the others were immediately overjoyed, showing excited expressions. Han Qi retreated less! They were about to win!
Shen Anyu raised an eyebrow, sipping his drink. He inwardly cursed Black Dragon for being useless despite the pills. But he wasn't anxious. He watched Han Qi with a calm demeanor.
Indeed, just as Shen Anyu expected...
"Pfft..."
As soon as Han Qi stopped, he suddenly bent over and spat out a mouthful of blood mist. Blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth beneath the mask; his injuries were not light!
And although Black Dragon was disheveled, his clothes torn, he was still full of vigor and seemed physically unharmed! His defense was monstrous.
"Hahaha! I'm a [Tempering Grandmaster], surname Han! No matter how amazing you are, you can't break my defense! If this continues, I can beat you to death just by endurance!"
Black Dragon looked at Han Qi with great excitement, patting the dust off the footprint on his chest, displaying his arrogance to the fullest!
"Hmph!"
Han Qi, however, was not flustered. He wiped the blood from his mask.
A cold glint flashed in his eyes. He suddenly reached for his waist and drew a samurai sword that had been concealed there!
[Heavenly Wind Draw]! (Tianfeng Iai)
This was the ultimate technique taught to him by his foster father, Tianfeng Ichiro, a [Grandmaster Peak] and top swordsman from Sakura Country. It possessed immense power, capable of cutting through anything!
But it also consumed a great deal of energy. Once this slash was unleashed, Han Qi would have no strength left to fight! It was a gamble.
At this moment, Han Qi couldn't care less!
In an instant, between heaven and earth, it seemed as if only a fierce white blade light remained. It was like a waterfall being split in reverse, tearing through the air and slashing towards Black Dragon!
"Ah..."
A shrill scream burst from Black Dragon's mouth.
A huge, blood-soaked sword mark appeared on Black Dragon's chest. It extended from his left shoulder to his lower right abdomen, a deep gash faintly revealing his squirming internal organs. He was almost diagonally cut in half from top to bottom.
Even a [Tempering Grandmaster] couldn't block the [Heavenly Wind Draw]!
But Han Qi's face suddenly turned ashen beneath the mask. There was no hint of joy.
Because the killing move had been unleashed... yet Black Dragon was not dead!
"Surname Han! I'll kill you!!!"
Black Dragon was in unbearable pain, his eyes turned red with berserker rage.
Ignoring his wound, he hysterically rushed towards Han Qi, who was now exhausted and defenseless. A punch whistled through the air as it heavily smashed towards Han Qi's head.
"No..."
Situ Yueying's face turned pale with fright. Without thinking, she directly lunged forward, intending to block the punch with her delicate body!
Just at this critical moment, just as this charming and alluring mature woman was about to perish for her unrequited love...
A faint, commanding voice suddenly rang out from the VIP balcony:
"Aunt Xiao. Act!"
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