Why Run? I'm Granting You a Fortune

"You want our number plates? You mean to take on all nine of us by yourself?"

The leader facing Song Zhong laughed out loud, as if he had just heard the funniest joke in the world.

"No matter how strong you are, you're only one person. We still have eight people.

Every one of us is above the Qi Control Realm. I, Jiang Moheng, am even at the Qi Control Fifth Layer. You want to rob us?"

"So what if you're at the Fifth Layer?"

Song Zhong's expression hardened, and he suddenly shot forward. He was at the Qi Control Eighth Layer.

Though he did not use his full strength, he crossed more than ten meters in a single breath and appeared before Jiang Moheng, raising his hand and striking with his palm.

This palm strike was even more powerful than the last. A string of thunderous cracks exploded through the air.

Jiang Moheng's eyes flew wide, terror flashing through his gaze. This man really dared to attack—and his power was terrifying.

In his haste, he quickly bent his arms and crossed them before himself to block.

Almost at the same instant, the heavy palm slammed into his arms. In that moment, he felt as though a bolt of lightning had descended from the nine heavens and struck him head-on.

Both his arms went numb from the shock, and under that tremendous force, they were forced apart against his will.

At the same time, an immense and boundless surge of Lightning Power rushed straight into his body.

"Pfft!"

Jiang Moheng flew backward and crashed heavily into two people who were fighting, knocking them both to the ground as well.

After that strike, Song Zhong did not stop. He drew his long saber, but rather than using its edge, he swiftly