Slaying the Tiger

On the Dragon Tiger Martial Arts School's training ground, Qin Chen stood alone on one side, while dozens of people had gathered on the other. Yet his expression never changed as he stood there at ease.

"Are you coming at me one at a time, or all at once?" His voice was calm.

"Arrogant!"

The crowd flew into a rage. Martial Master Luo, in particular, let out a loud shout and vanished from where he stood, taking the lead in attacking Qin Chen.

He kept striding forward, extending one palm and swinging it repeatedly through the air. The crowd could even hear it whipping through the air.

"Today, this old man will see just what gives a little brat the nerve to challenge our school!"

As he spoke, Martial Master Luo closed in on Qin Chen and instantly swung his palm at him.

Qin Chen watched the attack, and the instant it arrived, he flashed aside and vanished from where he stood.

Martial Master Luo's pupils contracted. Immediately afterward, a voice sounded beside him. "You're too slow!"

Smack!

A slap landed, instantly setting his head buzzing.

"You..." Martial Master Luo staggered backward before falling with a thud.

At that moment, the expressions of the people opposite Qin Chen changed completely. The two martial masters in particular realized he was not as simple as he appeared.

"You're Qin Chen?" Martial Master Zhao suddenly asked in alarm.

Some of the students might not have known about what had happened to Tian Hu, but the martial masters knew all about it.

So young, yet so strong, and here specifically to challenge the school-it could probably only be Qin Chen.

"Looks like you're not that stupid after all. Will you keep accepting my challenge, or will you call whoever's in charge?" Qin Chen asked the two remaining martial masters calmly.

"No need for them to call anyone!"

Suddenly, a voice rang out.

Everyone turned and saw two men approaching from a distance.

"School Master Long, School Master Hu!"

Once the two drew near, the Dragon Tiger Martial Arts School's students and the two martial masters greeted them respectfully.

Tian Long and Tian Hu merely nodded, then looked at Qin Chen.

Hatred filled Tian Hu's eyes, while Tian Long looked intrigued.

"I didn't expect you to actually come!"

Qin Chen's appearance had truly taken him by surprise. After what had happened at the station, he had assumed the person from the Military Department had taken Qin Chen away and that he would not return.

He had also been prepared to swallow the grievance in silence. After all, someone from the Military Department had appeared, and if he made another move, he might offend them. He had not expected Qin Chen to show up himself, and to challenge the school at that. That way, if he made a move, the Military Department would have no reason to trouble him.

"If I hadn't come, I was afraid you wouldn't dare show yourself the next time you heard my name," Qin Chen said casually.

Seeing that Qin Chen was still as calm as ever, Tian Hu, who stood beside Tian Long, could not help speaking up.

"Qin Chen, you're a genius, a terrifying genius. But it's precisely because of that talent that you've grown this arrogant."

"Have you ever considered that if you dared come here as a martial arts school student, you might never leave?" A ruthless look appeared in Tian Hu's eyes.

In challenges between members of martial arts schools, it was perfectly normal for someone to die on occasion.

It was only that, usually, people did not take things to the bitter end.

But since Qin Chen dared to come, they dared to make sure he stayed here for good.

Even if the Military Department valued Qin Chen, it would not do anything to them afterward.

The Military Department had its rules, and martial arts schools had theirs.

The Military Department's rules had been set by a Martial Saint, but the rules of martial arts schools had likewise been set by a Martial Saint.

In Dragon Country, all martial arts schools came under the Longevity Martial Arts School, and its founder, like the founder of the Military Department, was a Martial Saint.

A private martial arts school could apply to join the Longevity Martial Arts School as long as its school master became a Four-Star Martial Artist.

Even though they had not yet become Four-Star Martial Artists, they were still prospective members of the Longevity Martial Arts School.

Therefore, the Military Department could not possibly come and violate the rules of their martial arts school for the sake of one Qin Chen.

"So, how do you want to fight?" Qin Chen grew somewhat interested.

"Simple!" Tian Hu said coldly. "We'll decide both victory and defeat, life and death!"

"Just what I had in mind!"

"Attack!"

Tian Hu wasted no words. With a sweep of his hand, he ordered the dozens of students to attack.

He had no intention of fighting Qin Chen alone. If he could gang up on him, he would never fight him one-on-one.

The expressions of the dozens of students changed when they heard Tian Hu's words.

One of them gritted his teeth and charged out first.

Qin Chen simply stepped forward and blasted out a punch.

Bang!

The man's body doubled over from the blow, his face turning pale in an instant.

Pfft!

He spat out a mouthful of blood. His eyes bulged with terror and unwillingness as he slowly fell, dead.

The other students were about to charge, but when they saw the man die, their expressions changed drastically and they stopped at once.

Qin Chen stared coldly at them. "Since we're deciding life and death, be prepared to die!"

"Now, anyone who takes a step forward will be considered my opponent in this challenge. We'll fight to the death!"

Hearing this, none of the students dared step forward. Instead, they began backing away.

They had only come to learn martial arts and had paid tuition. It was not worth dying here, and they had no obligation to sacrifice themselves for the Dragon Tiger Martial Arts School.

"A bunch of trash!"

Tian Long snorted coldly and attacked in person. His feet flashed repeatedly as he closed in on Qin Chen.

"Tian Hu, you come too!"

After he shouted, his palms began to turn red, as though they had become two chunks of red-hot iron.

"Qin Chen, I'll let you die beneath my Talent Skill, Blood Iron Palm!"

Hum!

Tian Long struck out with his palms, making the air explode.

Seeing Tian Long use his Talent Skill outright, Tian Hu was slightly startled and hurriedly attacked as well.

After becoming a martial artist, one had a chance to awaken a Talent Skill. Tian Long had only awakened his upon becoming a Three-Star Martial Artist.

But using a Talent Skill would increase one's combat power.

Unlike martial arts, which only increased explosive power for an instant and consumed an enormous amount of energy when used repeatedly, a Talent Skill maintained a terrifying combat state.

Thus, seeing Tian Long use his Talent Skill, Tian Hu knew he was preparing to kill Qin Chen in a single blow. Holding nothing back himself, he circled around to Qin Chen's side and attacked with all his might.

Qin Chen stared fixedly at the palm striking toward him. In his eyes, it kept tearing through the air and growing larger, until it was several times the size of a normal palm.

He could feel the terrifying power coming from it, and even sensed a trace of pressure-but only a trace.

Boom!

He clenched his fist, and countless flames appeared before everyone's eyes.

He looked like a blazing sun, with terrifying power about to erupt.

At that moment, his combat power soared wildly.

The instant the palm arrived, he threw his punch.

In the next second, fist and palm collided. Qin Chen's body swayed slightly, but his fist remained as steady as Mount Tai.

Tian Long's expression changed drastically as cracks appeared in his blood-red, ironlike palm.

Bang!

Suddenly, the enormous palm shattered like glass.

"Ah!" Tian Long screamed, watching in horror as his palm disappeared.

Only then did Qin Chen flash aside, evading Tian Hu's attack and coming to his side. "You're far too slow!"

With those words, Qin Chen reached out and seized him. With a crack, Tian Hu's neck was snapped, and he was unable to resist at all.

After flinging him away, Qin Chen turned to look at Tian Long, whose face was ashen.