Lu Ren Makes His Move

"What?"

The expressions of Qin Yu, Lu Ren, and the other two changed at the same time.

Wang Teng rushed in front of Ding Hai and roared furiously, "Ding Hai, you despicable scoundrel! You actually dared to poison us? You..."

Slap!

Before he could finish, a slap lashed out like lightning and sent him sprawling to the ground. Half his face immediately swelled red, and blood mixed with teeth sprayed from his mouth.

Ding Hai had made his move!

Looking at Wang Teng lying on the ground, Ding Hai spat on him disdainfully. "If I remember correctly, you're one of Qingyun Sect's Entry-level Twin Wastes, aren't you? You dare bark in front of me? Believe it or not, I'll kill you right now?"

Qin Yu drew a soft sword as thin as a cicada's wing from her waist and said coldly, "Ding Hai, I advise you to know when to stop. Leave at once, or don't blame me for being discourteous!"

"Qin Yu, now that you've been poisoned, how exactly are you going to be discourteous to me?"

Ding Hai grinned and strolled forward. His sinister gaze roamed ceaselessly over Qin Yu's delicate body as he leered, "On the contrary, I'm the one who's about to be discourteous to you!"

"What exactly are you trying to do?"

Qin Yu furrowed her brows tightly. She could feel her strength draining away like mad, and panic began to rise in her heart.

"What am I trying to do? Naturally, I'm going to cook the raw rice into cooked rice. When the time comes, my Ding Family will propose marriage to you, and your Qin Family will have no choice but to compromise. Hahaha!"

After saying that, Ding Hai ignored Qin Yu's resistance, seized her arm, and started dragging her into the distance.

Qin Yu struggled wildly, only to discover that she could not muster any strength at all. Terror and despair filled her eyes.

However, at that moment, a figure suddenly flashed over and grabbed Ding Hai's arm from behind. With a cold smile, he said, "If anyone's going to cook the raw rice into cooked rice, it should be me. Since when was it your turn?"

"What did you say?"

Ding Hai seemed not to have heard clearly. Then he came back to his senses, his face turning icy to the extreme.

"Leave quickly! You're no match for him!"

Qin Yu said anxiously.

Ding Hai had opened six Spiritual Apertures. With a casual punch, he could unleash six thousand jin of force. Lu Ren, on the other hand, had a Scrap Bloodline and had only opened one Spiritual Aperture. How could he possibly be a match for him?

If Ding Hai truly attacked, he could kill Lu Ren in a single move.

"Want to leave? Too late!"

Ding Hai sneered and swung a palm at Lu Ren. Spiritual energy gleamed upon his palm, and the powerful force of the strike blasted the air into a crackling explosion.

This was the Human Tier Mid-grade palm technique, Great Convergence Palm. Its force was incomparably fierce. Let alone a Martial Artist who had opened one Spiritual Aperture—even one who had opened five Spiritual Apertures would vomit blood if lightly injured by this palm strike, or die on the spot if seriously injured.

As Ding Hai's palm was about to slam into Lu Ren, Lu Ren showed no panic whatsoever. He neither dodged nor retreated, instead swinging his fist and choosing to meet the attack head-on.

"A piece of trash dares compete with me in strength?"

Seeing Lu Ren take the move, Ding Hai sneered coldly. The spiritual energy from all six of his Spiritual Apertures surged into his palm as he intended to kill Lu Ren with a single strike.

Lu Ren chuckled. At the instant his fist collided with Ding Hai's palm, the spiritual energy from the six Spiritual Apertures within him suddenly gathered and poured entirely into his fist.

Boom!

Then everyone saw that, at the instant fist and palm collided, Ding Hai seemed to have been struck by lightning. He staggered back more than ten steps in succession before finally stopping!

"How is that possible?"

Ding Hai stared at Lu Ren in disbelief.

Whenever Qin Yu went out to gain experience, she only brought three useless people with her. He knew Wang Teng and Zhang Sheng; they were Qingyun Sect's notorious Entry-level Twin Wastes. Since Lu Ren had been able to join their party, he could not have been much stronger than Wang Teng and Zhang Sheng.

Yet in their exchange just now, he had clearly felt that Lu Ren's strength was not the slightest bit weaker than his own. At the very least, Lu Ren had opened six Spiritual Apertures.

Naturally, Qin Yu, Wang Teng, and Zhang Sheng were even more shocked.

Wasn't Lu Ren a Scrap Bloodline? He had relied on the Immortal's Blessing even to open his first Spiritual Aperture, yet he clearly did not look like someone who had opened only one Spiritual Aperture.

After knocking Ding Hai back with one move, Lu Ren strode sideways and charged straight at Ding Hai.

"Hmph, take my Storm Palm!"

A vicious look appeared on Ding Hai's face. He swung his palms, erupting with strength as he struck toward Lu Ren.

His palm technique was extraordinarily fast, his movements flowing like drifting clouds and running water. Like a storm, his palms struck again and again, giving Lu Ren not a shred of time to react.

Lu Ren remained utterly fearless. His hands formed the stance of the Eight Trigram Palm, like a millstone.

No matter how fierce Ding Hai's offensive was, every strike was blocked by Lu Ren's palm technique.

"What!"

Seeing all of his palm strikes defended against by Lu Ren, Ding Hai's face instantly filled with shock.

Before he could react—

Lu Ren moved like a tiger descending the mountain and pounced toward Ding Hai. Then he drove a savage punch into Ding Hai's chest.

"Ah!"

A miserable scream immediately rang through the surroundings.

Right afterward, Ding Hai flew backward like a kite with its string cut. He slammed heavily into a thick tree, then crashed to the ground, coughing up several mouthfuls of blood.

The sight before them filled the other three Imperial Dao Sect disciples with shock.

Even Senior Brother Ding Hai, who had opened six Spiritual Apertures, had been defeated by him so easily.

"All of you, attack together! Kill him for me!"

Ding Hai roared at the top of his lungs.

Like Ding Hai, the three entry-level disciples of the Imperial Dao Sect had each opened six Spiritual Apertures. Although they were weaker than Ding Hai, if they joined forces, even a Martial Artist who had opened seven Spiritual Apertures would find them difficult to handle.

"Kill!"

The three entry-level disciples of the Imperial Dao Sect wore vicious expressions as they charged at Lu Ren together.

Heavenly Wolf Claw!

Through-the-Back Fist!

Iron Mountain Palm!

All three unleashed Human Tier Mid-grade martial skills cultivated in the Imperial Dao Sect. Their powerful attacks sealed off every direction around Lu Ren, leaving him nowhere to flee and nowhere to dodge.

Even a Martial Artist who had opened seven Spiritual Apertures would be unable to escape and could only receive the attacks head-on.

Two fists could hardly fight four hands, let alone six hands!

Yet in the face of such an offensive, Lu Ren remained calm. His hands once again transformed into a millstone, resembling the eight trigrams.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Lu Ren brought the perfected Eight Trigram Palm to its utmost limit. His entire body was like an Eight Trigrams formation; no attack could draw near him, and every strike was dissolved.

After more than ten exchanges, Lu Ren changed his palms into fists and abruptly shifted his offensive. In an instant, he threw three punches, smashing them brutally into the three men's chests.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

The three men suffered the heavy blows and each spat out a mouthful of blood before flying backward. Clutching their chests, they wailed in agony.

"Eight Trigram Palm?"

Seeing his three companions knocked to the ground by Lu Ren, Ding Hai's face was full of horror.

Moreover, he recognized the martial skill Lu Ren had used just now—the Human Tier Low-grade defensive martial skill, Eight Trigram Palm.

How could Eight Trigram Palm possibly block Human Tier Mid-grade offensive martial skills?

And it had blocked three Human Tier Mid-grade offensive martial skills cultivated to major mastery at that!

Didn't Qin Yu only bring useless people out to form teams? How was this guy so formidable?