Dare to Provoke Me? One Punch to Death!

Lu Chen had never imagined that after dual cultivating nine times, he would obtain eighty-one strands of Yin-Yang Essence.

He had thought he would get at most around twenty strands of Yin-Yang Essence.

Who would have thought that the Yin-Yang Creation Cauldron would give him such an enormous surprise?

Could it be that because the Yin-Yang Cauldron had advanced, the Yin-Yang Essence produced through dual cultivation had increased as well?

Back then, Liu Fuyao had taken him to the back mountain of the Joyful Union Sect and made love with him for three days in order to settle their debt of gratitude.

Yet he had only obtained fifteen strands of Yin-Yang Essence.

Now that he had so much Yin-Yang Essence, he could lie low in the Waste Pill Repository, use the Yin-Yang Cauldron to turn waste into treasure, raise his cultivation, then stomp Manager Pang viciously beneath his feet during the sect tournament.

Want to kill me?

Keep dreaming!

However, the moment Lu Chen left Hehuan Town, someone blocked his path on the mountain road.

It was still early, with dawn barely breaking, and there was no one else on the mountain path.

"Who are you people, and why are you blocking my way!"

Lu Chen looked at the burly, fierce-looking bearded man at the front.

"Brat, today is the day you die!"

Just then, a voice came from behind Lu Chen.

Lu Chen turned around and saw that it was none other than the fat middle-aged man, Lin Shicai.

"It's you?"

Lu Chen stared coldly at him.

He had merely mocked this fellow once at the market, yet this man had actually brought people to block him and kill him?

Was this fellow really so petty and vindictive?

"You offended me, Lin Shicai, and you think you can leave Hehuan Town alive?"

Lin Shicai swaggered forward, stopped in front of Lu Chen, and looked down at him with contempt.

Three cultivators stepped out from behind Lin Shicai, glaring viciously at Lu Chen.

Lu Chen looked indifferently at Lin Shicai. This fellow had brought a total of nine lackeys to block him.

"Brat, die obediently and spare yourself the pain!"

The bearded man gripped a saber and stepped forward. He looked coldly at Lu Chen as a powerful aura erupted from his body.

"Qi Refining, Fourth Level?"

Lu Chen's heart tightened.

If it had been the old him, he would certainly have died upon encountering these people.

Unfortunately, the current Lu Chen was no longer the Lu Chen of before.

He noticed that the saber in the bearded man's hand was a Magic Artifact.

The bearded man poured vital energy into the saber, and its blade immediately began to tremble softly as runes emerged across it.

Powerful saber qi seeped out from the weapon.

The others also held weapons in their hands.

The weapons in their hands were Magic Artifacts as well, known as magical weapons.

These magical weapons could actually be used by anyone, and they were extremely simple to use. One only needed to infuse their own vital energy into the weapon to unleash tremendous power.

"With trash like you, you want to kill me?"

Lu Chen said disdainfully.

"You actually called us trash?"

Lin Shicai's lackeys immediately flew into a rage.

"Chop off his hands and feet first, then remove his mask. I want to see who has such guts that he dared mock me!"

Lin Shicai said unhurriedly.

"Brat, who told you to offend our boss? Accept your fate!"

The bearded man spoke as he gripped his saber and swept a slash directly at Lu Chen's legs.

Buzz!

With a ringing cry from the saber, a fierce streak of saber qi surged from the bearded man's weapon and slashed straight at Lu Chen's legs.

Saber qi immediately surged across the mountain road, sending sand and stones flying.

A cultivator at Qi Refining, Fourth Level could release internal qi beyond their body.

Empowered by the saber in his hand, the bearded man's vital energy transformed into saber qi capable of harming others from afar.

Lu Chen chuckled. With a push of his feet, he lunged like lightning before the bearded man and smashed a fist into the man's face.

Violent fist force erupted.

The bearded man was startled and tried to dodge, but after Lu Chen's body had been tempered by the Body-Tempering Pill, both his strength and speed far surpassed cultivators of the same level.

Bang!

The bearded man took Lu Chen's punch squarely in the face.

Then, with a miserable scream, the bearded man was sent flying sideways. The saber fell from his hand, and he crashed onto the mountain road several yards away. After rolling twice, he sprawled on the ground without another sound.

When Lu Chen had broken through to Qi Refining, Third Level, he could already break a large tree with one punch. Now, his cultivation had reached Qi Refining, Fourth Level.

The power of that punch was easy to imagine.

"..."

At that moment, everyone was stunned.

Lu Chen had actually sent their strongest man flying with a single punch.

One of Lin Shicai's lackeys stepped forward and checked the bearded man's breath.

"Boss, Wu Kui is dead..."

That man said in a trembling voice.

"If you dare provoke me, you must be prepared to be beaten to death by me!"

Lu Chen said calmly.

He had been bullied and exploited in the Joyful Union Sect. Now that he had come down the mountain, these dogs still wanted to bully him?

"What?"

Lin Shicai was both shocked and furious. That masked rat had actually killed his capable assistant with one punch?

One punch had killed a cultivator at Qi Refining, Fourth Level?

The cultivation this fellow had just displayed was also Qi Refining, Fourth Level.

This man could actually instantly kill cultivators of the same level?

If Lu Chen did not make a move, no one could see through him.

But once he acted, he could no longer hide his cultivation.

All the lackeys Lin Shicai had brought looked at Lu Chen in terror.

"You dare kill my men? I'll tear you into ten thousand pieces and feed you to the dogs! Get him together, kill him!"

Lin Shicai glared at Lu Chen and roared.

"Kill!"

"Finish him!"

The remaining eight men roared as they charged at Lu Chen.

"Hmph!"

Lu Chen sneered. He unfolded his movement technique and struck with his fists calmly.

These fellows were only at Qi Refining, Second Layer and Qi Refining, Third Level.

Before him, their attacks moved as slowly as slow motion.

Yet every punch he threw erupted with fist force as fierce as a collapsing mountain.

Anyone struck by his fist suffered broken tendons and shattered bones, falling straight to the ground, dead on the spot.

This was the most basic fist technique of the Joyful Union Sect, the Mountain-Crushing Fist.

He showed no mercy.

Whoever wanted to kill him, he would kill.

However, while Lu Chen fought these fellows, Lin Shicai watched him with a sinister gaze.

The instant Lu Chen turned his back to Lin Shicai, Lin Shicai suddenly leaped up and viciously slapped a palm toward Lu Chen's spine.

The hand Lin Shicai struck toward Lu Chen instantly turned black as ink, wreathed in black qi.

A foul stench spread from his palm.

Lu Chen flashed aside and dodged the palm strike from behind.

"This is..."

Lu Chen could not help being startled.

This was the Lin Household's Hundred Poisons Palm, incomparably sinister and vicious.

Once struck by this Hundred Poisons Palm, even if one did not die immediately, the toxins contained within its palm force would poison them to death.

Lin Shicai had not expected Lu Chen's reaction to be so fast.

He unleashed the Hundred Poisons Palm and began battling Lu Chen.

Black qi immediately swirled over the mountain road, poisonous vapor spreading everywhere.

Lu Chen did not clash head-on with Lin Shicai. Only after he punched Lin Shicai's final lackey to death did he begin fighting Lin Shicai with all his strength.

Though Lin Shicai was a huge fat man, his movement technique was remarkably nimble, and he possessed cultivation at Qi Refining, Fifth Level.

The other man was one level higher than him in cultivation, but Lu Chen's physical strength was far greater.

"Brat, die!"

Lin Shicai forced Lu Chen into a dead end, then blasted his full-strength palm at him.

Palm wind surged like a tide, sending sand and stones flying.

Lin Shicai grinned savagely. Fortunately, I broke through to Qi Refining, Fifth Level not long ago. Could I still fail to kill a mere Qi Refining, Fourth Level brat like you?

Lu Chen had nowhere to evade.

With a low roar, he suddenly clenched his right hand, and the muscles on his arm bulged at once.

Without hesitation, he threw a punch with all his strength.

The power of his body combined with the power of Qi Refining, Fourth Level surged from his fist like a volcanic eruption, unstoppable and irresistible.

Boom!

Fist and palm collided in an instant.

The expression on Lin Shicai's face froze.

The next moment, a series of bone-shattering cracks sounded from his entire right arm.

With a scream, he was blasted backward as though struck by a thousand-pound sledgehammer. While still in midair, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

He crashed onto the mountain road, feeling as though every bone in his body had fallen apart.

"How is this possible..."

He stared in disbelief at the man wearing the bronze mask.

He was at Qi Refining, Fifth Level, yet he had been sent flying by a single punch and heavily injured.

Meanwhile, Lu Chen's back slammed hard against the cliffside beside the mountain road. His blood and qi churned violently within him, and his entire right arm had turned black as ink.

"Haha... No matter who you are, no matter how powerful you may be, once you've been struck by my Lin Household's Hundred Poisons Palm, you're dead for sure..."

Lin Shicai laughed loudly.

So what if this fellow could defeat him, someone at Qi Refining, Fifth Level, across realms?

In his eyes, this rat who did not dare show his true face was already a dead man.