Staring at Grand Elder Su Qian!

Staring at Grand Elder Su Qian!

"You're stronger than them!"

Zi Yan stared at Jiang Han in surprise.

Though she had indeed held back with that punch, afraid of killing him, it was still not something that could be easily caught.

What was more, after he caught it, she had increased her strength and pushed forward.

Yet even so, his palm remained like a thick steel wall weighing ten thousand tons. Once he steadied himself, he did not budge in the slightest.

In response to Zi Yan's praise, Jiang Han glanced at Wu Yang and You Peng, who were gloating nearby, and shook his head.

When had he fallen so low as to compare himself with two Dou Lings?

What a tragedy!

"Damn it!"

Seeing that the smile on Jiang Han's face had only grown, Zi Yan bit her lip, and the anger on her fair little face intensified.

The next moment.

Zi Yan withdrew her fist and took a step back.

When she attacked again, she was even faster, and the aura around her fist became increasingly terrifying.

However, a similar scene played out once more.

Just as before, he casually caught her fist with a steady palm.

Unwilling to accept it, Zi Yan threw a third punch.

This time, she held nothing back.

She was famous for her brute strength. Even late-stage Dou Kings would not dare receive her full-force blow head-on and could only avoid its edge.

Yet this all-out heavy punch!

Ended no differently than before.

"Why is this happening?!"

After attack after attack ended in failure, Zi Yan pouted and glared at Jiang Han angrily.

Unwilling as she was!

Zi Yan did not stop attacking.

"Little girl, you really don't plan on stopping, do you?"

Facing Zi Yan's intimidating punch once more, Jiang Han no longer held out his palm flat.

Instead, he added a swinging motion.

As though swatting a fly.

He struck Zi Yan's fist squarely.

This time.

Jiang Han's palm turned from defense to attack.

Bang!

A dull thud rang out.

Zi Yan's petite body drew a graceful arc through the air before crashing into the ground.

With a pained cry, Zi Yan quickly climbed back to her feet. Her eyes were clearly filled with rage, yet she seemed at a loss.

"Holy shit! Brute Strength King actually got crushed!"

"My god! Am I seeing this right? Just who is he?"

"Someone like him couldn't possibly be unknown!"

"Once this show is over, we need to dig up everything about this guy. He's insane!"

Witnessing this scene, the surrounding disciples were all filled with disbelief, utterly shocked.

"Ah—!"

Zi Yan went berserk and shouted.

Then, with a fierce roar, violent Dou Qi surged from within her body and gathered around both fists.

Once she had finished building up momentum, Zi Yan vanished once more and appeared directly before Jiang Han.

However.

Jiang Han seemed to have already predicted Zi Yan's position. The instant she attacked, he extended his right hand as well.

Bang!

The same scene happened again.

Before the absolute gap in strength, Zi Yan was sent flying without surprise, creating another large crater in the ground.

Zi Yan did not bother wiping the dust from her stubborn little face.

She quickly got back up, then leaped into the air and appeared above Jiang Han's head, diving down at him.

Bang!

The outcome was still the same.

With an unwilling growl, Zi Yan circulated her Dou Qi again and again, launching strike after strike at Jiang Han.

Three bangs, four bangs, five bangs, six bangs...

Yet.

The outcome repeated itself endlessly, without the slightest change.

As time passed.

Deep craters covered the surrounding area.

As for Zi Yan, her long hair was disheveled, not a single part of her clothes remained intact, and her delicate fair face was covered in dust.

At first glance, she looked like a little mad beggar.

Even so, Zi Yan still refused to give up, as if she had become determined to fight Jiang Han to the end.

Until finally.

Jiang Han grew tired of it. Using his overwhelming advantage in speed and strength, he grabbed Zi Yan by the neck.

Then, he firmly restrained her with his elbow.

"Little girl, take a rest."

His calm, gentle voice sounded beside Zi Yan's ear.

"Let me go! Just you wait! Once I get free, I'll definitely..."

Unable to move under his restraint, Zi Yan glared viciously at Jiang Han.

Hearing the threats in Zi Yan's words, Jiang Han smiled and viciously tightened his elbow.

"Pain, pain, pain!"

As Jiang Han increased his strength, even with Zi Yan's powerful physique, she could not withstand the force. She gasped sharply and cried out as if her heart were being torn apart.

"Still want to fight?"

"No more. I can't beat you."

"Then give me a smile, and I'll let you go."

After that pleasant exchange.

Zi Yan forced a polite smile onto her dirty little face.

As promised, Jiang Han loosened his elbow.

The moment she broke free, Zi Yan darted fifty meters away and kept a safe distance.

Clearly.

She was afraid. Her large black eyes were filled with wariness toward Jiang Han.

Not far away.

The disciples who had watched the entire battle had long since become dazed and numb.

Their expressions were utterly blank, as though they had been struck by lightning in broad daylight. They stood there with wide eyes, staring dumbly at the battlefield.

Wu Yang and You Peng were even more dumbfounded. They stared at each other, speechless for a time.

When Zi Yan had first approached Jiang Han, they had pitied and sympathized with him.

Who could have imagined.

The same encounter would end so differently.

Looking at Zi Yan, who no longer dared to attack, the two could not help feeling secretly delighted. Their gazes toward Jiang Han were filled with admiration and respect.

After being forced to stretch his limbs a little.

Jiang Han secretly rejoiced as he stretched lazily and continued familiarizing himself with the Inner Academy.

However.

No matter where he went, the disciples who had watched the battle followed closely behind him.

This even included Zi Yan, whom he had nearly beaten to tears.

Even when he barked at them a few times, those disciples merely backed away a little.

In fact, more and more disciples joined the crowd of spectators, drawn by the excitement.

For a moment.

Jiang Han truly felt as though he had become some kind of national treasure.

He was usually the one staring at others. Now that he had become the target of everyone's gaze, he felt somewhat unaccustomed to it.

In the end.

Unable to endure the pressure of countless gazes, Jiang Han chose to return to his residence first.

"The Elder Council!"

"Could he be an elder of the academy?"

"Isn't that obvious? That standalone pavilion is exclusive to elders!"

"Such a young elder—I've never seen one before. The Inner Academy really is full of hidden talents!"

Watching Jiang Han enter the standalone pavilion, the disciples learned his identity, their eyes filled with envy and longing.

The next day.

The two elders from the previous day brought Jiang Han to the Inner Academy's main hall at the agreed time.

Looking at the elderly man seated in the place of honor, dressed in black robes with white hair and beard, Jiang Han confirmed that he was Grand Elder Su Qian.

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Because the gap between Jiang Han and Su Qian's realms was not too great, the progress advanced at a decent pace.

Jiang Han estimated that it would take only five minutes.

As Jiang Han stared at Su Qian.

Su Qian was also observing Jiang Han.

Neither of them spoke. Their gazes merely roamed over each other for two full minutes.