Su Changqing was exceptionally gifted, and with so few people at his side, Jin Yichuan could only cling tightly to him. His future accomplishments would be limitless.
"Iron Claw Flying Eagle serves Zuo Qianhu. Jin Yichuan, are you going to protect this bastard?" Tai Long sneered as he stared at Jin Yichuan.
Jin Yichuan frowned slightly and looked toward Zuo Qianhu, only to see him standing there in silence.
"This..."
"Jin Yichuan, you and I are both Thousand Households. Today is a major operation for our Suppression Bureau to suppress Cloud Dragon Lake. How can we allow this vicious brat to come along?"
Tai Long sneered and strode into the hall. He was huge and built like a brute.
"You call yourself Little Guan Gong, yet with loyalty and righteousness resting on your shoulders, aren't you making yourself a laughingstock? I'll destroy you today and prove it to the Suppression Bureau."
Tai Long gradually accelerated, his tiger-like strides stirring the wind as he threw a diving straight punch directly at Su Changqing by the table.
A fierce gust rushed at his face, tossing his hair in the wind.
At that critical moment, Su Changqing finally moved. His eyes narrowed as he threw the same diving straight punch.
Fist against fist!
Bang!
Airwaves surged outward, and the surrounding air seemed to burst apart.
The nearby Deputy Thousand Households changed expression and retreated.
"Tai Long is at the Fifth Level of Xiantian, the second strongest man in our Suppression Bureau. Can Su Changqing really match him blow for blow today?" someone exclaimed.
"Could he also possess Innate Divine Strength?"
The sight utterly stunned everyone.
"What a Little Guan Gong! Truly remarkable!" Tai Long laughed instead of getting angry, his cold eyes flashing as he looked down at Su Changqing.
"Take my Yangtze River Three Waves!"
He stomped on the ground and borrowed its force to charge forward. Despite his massive frame, he moved with the force of a tiger and without the slightest clumsiness.
Tai Long threw punch after punch, using a method that borrowed force and brought his entire body's strength into play.
He already possessed Innate Divine Strength and was at the Fifth Level of Xiantian, far surpassing Jiang Tianfeng. With each successive wave, his force became even more terrifying.
His fists were fierce and broad, while Tiger-Leopard Thunder Sound roared like the howls of savage beasts.
The surging shockwaves forced Su Changqing back.
"Where do you think you're going? One punch from me is enough to smash you to pieces!" Tai Long chased after him with a cold, savage grin.
Jin Yichuan watched, and so did Zuo Qianhu. Neither intended to intervene.
Tai Long's value far exceeded Su Changqing's. He was an Imperial Guard Thousand Household, a third-rank official who had even met the Divine Marquis.
Su Changqing had expected this. He had once heard that Ye Tian possessed the Seven Orifices Exquisite Body, cultivated true qi at twelve, and received a Thousand Household's personal teachings. There was an eighty or ninety percent chance that mentor was Tai Long.
What Protector Divine Marquis? Serving the court with loyalty? What a joke.
His feet stirred the wind as he stepped along the pillars, moving with ghostly speed.
He had long mastered the Four Seasons Cloud Falling Steps. With the Profound Heaven True Qi and every martial art he cultivated receiving divine aid, his progress was extraordinary.
"You dare take my punch?"
Tai Long's eyes turned cold. He struck out fiercely, shattering a massive wooden pillar with both hands. Amid the flying splinters, his towering figure stood tall as he said coldly,
"You bastard, you used your age to bully the young and chased me through the hall that day. Today, you deserve this predicament! Master, kill him!"
Seeing Su Changqing forced into such a situation, Ye Tian finally could not hold back and shouted.
Ten days ago, Su Changqing had chased him until he fled like a rat. Everyone praised Su Changqing as Little Guan Gong, while Ye Tian became a laughingstock.
He had it coming today!
"Haha, a stray dog like you dares bark before me, Su Changqing?"
Su Changqing laughed loudly. His toes landed atop the massive pillar, and he circled it once, borrowing its force as he shot straight toward Ye Tian.
Ye Tian's expression changed abruptly. He drew his Spring Embroidered Saber, intending to fight him.
The Purple Blood Soft Sword flew from Su Changqing's waist. Scarlet blood gleamed along its edge as an invisible, straight golden silk thread sliced through the air.
Ye Tian raised his saber to block the Purple Blood Soft Sword, but failed to notice bright red blood dripping bead by bead from the golden silk thread. He froze in place, his face filled with horror.
"Take your life!" Tai Long had long been enraged after being led around the pillar by his opponent.
He charged forward with the gait of a dragon and tiger, his fist wind shattering the air as it smashed directly toward Su Changqing's head.
Su Changqing withdrew the Purple Blood Soft Sword and threw a punch of his own.
The Dragon-Elephant Prajna Skill and Indestructible Vajra Divine Art erupted at once!
His fist was incomparably domineering, rumbling as though it were shrouded in dazzling golden light.
With one punch, Tai Long's expression changed drastically. His blood and qi churned within him as he spat out a mouthful of blood, his bones even bending slightly.
He stood there in a daze, staring at Su Changqing before roaring almost word by word, "Dragon-Elephant Prajna Skill!"
Few in the world cultivated such a Heaven-grade cultivation technique.
Su Changqing had reached the Fourth Turn. That should have taken over a decade—yet how old was he?
"With Innate Divine Strength and the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Skill, this man's blood and qi are enough to rival the Hegemon King reborn!" Jin Yichuan said in shock from afar.
Zuo Qianhu said nothing. He watched Su Changqing, with a trace of satisfaction in his eyes.
"Old man, do you dare trade fists with me again?" Su Changqing asked indifferently.
Tai Long stood frozen. He had never expected this brat to be so terrifying. As for exchanging fists again, he truly did not dare.
"Do you dare fight outside?" Tai Long narrowed his eyes.
"What do I, Su Changqing, have to fear?"
The two fought from inside the hall to outside it, their attacks broad and fierce. Fist wind raged, shockwaves rolled, and the vast sky trembled.
Every strike possessed the force to shatter stone and break mountains. They were like two giants locked in close combat.
The scene horrified the more than thousand Imperial Guards of the Suppression Bureau, including Ye Ronghuo, Chen Mo, Zhou Chu, and the others.
"Get outside and stop them!" Jin Yichuan said hurriedly.
"Ye Tian, this matter started because of you. Why aren't you going?" He looked at Ye Tian with a trace of displeasure in his eyes.
Yet Ye Tian merely stood there with his eyes wide open, seemingly unwilling to accept it, completely motionless.
Until a Deputy Thousand Household reached out to touch him.
An incredibly thin line of blood suddenly appeared across Ye Tian's neck.
With a crack, his massive head broke away. Blood shot three yards into the air from his empty neck.
When Su Changqing had charged over earlier, he had already beheaded him, severing Ye Tian's head alive before Tai Long's very eyes.
A genius of the Suppression Bureau had just condensed an anomaly and had not even had the chance to use it before dying!
"What a terrifying concealed weapon. It sliced through the head of an Xiantian Realm expert so easily that even I failed to notice it." Zuo Qianhu strode over, his eyes narrowing.
"Quick, stop them! Tai Long will die!"
Jin Yichuan and the many Deputy Thousand Households were also stunned by how cleanly and decisively Su Changqing had acted.
Snapping back to their senses at those words, their expressions changed as they rushed outside at top speed.
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