"Iron Cloth Shirt? Interesting, does that mean the Golden Bell Shield exists too?" Qin Yang said with keen interest.

"Yes, it does exist," said the man in black, his voice sharp.

"You must be only at the first level of Iron Cloth Shirt, right?"

Ruan Xinxue looked at the man in black and spoke slowly. Both Ah Hu and Ah Biao had reached the third level of Iron Cloth Shirt. Their muscles were already toned and firm, unlike this guy who was all muscle and seemed a bit clumsy.

"Heh, Miss Ruan is right, I'm at the first level, but it's more than enough to deal with this kid."

The man in black sneered coldly, flipping his palm as a chilling dagger appeared in his hand.

"Tsk tsk, you hit me, I don't need defense, but if I stab you once, it's enough to take your life," the man in black twirled the dagger, a sinister gleam flashed in his eyes.

Upon hearing this, Qin Yang's expression remained calm and unruffled like a still water, yet Ruan Xinxue and Ling Xiaoyu's faces changed slightly, obviously worried.

From the earlier confrontation, although Qin Yang's attacks landed many punches and kicks on the man in black, the man in black's attacks landed on Qin Yang as well. If the man in black replaced his punches and kicks with the dagger, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Qin Yang, why not just give them these three pieces of Jadeite, and when we get back, I'll tell Grandpa and make Yang Buqun pay the price," Ruan Xinxue proposed, knowing that even though the masked man was still covered, who else dared openly rob them except Yang Buqun.

"Heh, Sister Ruan, you forget that this guy not only wants these two pieces of Jadeite, they also want to disable one of my hands and a leg,"

Qin Yang's eyes flashed with cold light as he spoke in a chilling tone, "For those who come knocking on my door with a grudge, generally, I avenge it on the spot."

"Tsk tsk, quite the boast there,"

The man in black mocked, clutching the dagger, he sprang forward like an arrow, speedily lunging toward Qin Yang to stab him.

Qin Yang sneered and didn't dodge, silently chanting a Spell in his heart.

"Minor Pitfall Technique, Quick!"

The man in black, rushing toward Qin Yang, suddenly stepped into a depression in the ground. Moving forward quickly, he never expected the ground to cave in, and he stumbled, falling flat on his face.

His head landed right by Qin Yang's feet, and the dagger in his hand pierced into the ground instead.

"Huh? How did this guy run and suddenly fall right in front of Qin Yang?"

The two girls exchanged a glance, each seeing a hint of confusion in the other's eyes.

"No need to bow to me five times in grand ceremony."

Qin Yang teased with a grin, raising his right foot in an arc as if he were kicking a soccer ball, kicking the man in black's head.

Bang!

The man in black's head was hit, and his whole body slid along the ground to the front of an Audi, stopped by the car, his dagger flying out of his hand.

The man in black felt a bit dizzy, shaking his head as he stood up, streams of crimson nosebleed ran down, staining his mask, which looked quite ridiculous.

"Turns out pretending to be a master has its price too."

Ling Xiaoyu burst into laughter.

The man in black completely ignored the nosebleed running down, his eyes fixed on the ground where he fell. The road was smooth, without any potholes.

The man's expression tensed, he lifted his gaze to Qin Yang a while later, knowing his fall wasn't without cause and certainly involved this guy.

"Young Master Qin, you do have some moves, but since you've recognized me, there's no need for me to hide anymore."

The man in black ripped off the voice changer near his mouth, removed his mask, and tossed them to the side of the road.

"Black Tiger, it really is you, Yang Buqun's courage grows bigger,"

Ruan Xinxue's charming face chilled, speaking coldly.

"It seems Yang Buqun wishes to confront our Ling Family," Ling Xiaoyu sneered.

"Miss Ruan, Miss Ling, the young master doesn't intend to offend you two, just wants to teach this kid a lesson," Black Tiger's expression altered slightly, saying.

"Humph, sending a gang of bandits to rob our Jadeite, isn't that offensive? I'll tell Grandpa about today, and Yang Family's Jadeite business won't enter Yunnan ever again," Ling Xiaoyu huffed coldly.

Upon hearing this, Black Tiger's eye twitched, now words had no effect on the situation.

In a flash, Black Tiger's cold eyes locked onto Qin Yang, determined to execute the young master's orders: snatch back the three pieces of Jadeite, and cripple this kid's hand and leg.

Thinking this, Black Tiger's muscles tightened further, he stomped the ground, his figure bounding like a panther, punching toward Qin Yang with explosive force.

Qin Yang smirked coldly, clawing his five fingers, palm facing the sky.

"Palm Thunder!"

Crackling!

In Black Tiger's shocked eyes, a tiny lightning ball gathered in Qin Yang's previously empty palm. The ball of lightning arced with electricity, making crackling noises.

Ruan Xinxue and Ling Xiaoyu also saw the little lightning ball in Qin Yang's palm, their beautiful eyes turning slightly dazed. Evidently, with their sharp eyes, it was their first time seeing such a sight.

Qin Yang's expression was icy, pushing his palm forward, embedding the lightning ball into Black Tiger's incoming fist.

Bang!

Black Tiger looked like he was struck, his figure flew out like a cut string on a kite, crashing heavily to the ground.

"Ah..."

Black Tiger's face contorted, letting out a wretched scream.

It felt as though thousands of ants were eating his flesh from the inside on his arm, with tiny arcs of lightning flickering on the skin.

This pain was indescribable, but fortunately, it ended within seconds.

"You, you... what sort of technique is this?!"

Black Tiger's face was pale, cold sweat gathered on his forehead, his right arm hung limply, powerless, fear gleamed in his eyes as he gazed at Qin Yang.

"Palm Thunder, bet you haven't heard of it."

Qin Yang chuckled lightly, picking up the dagger from the ground, approaching Black Tiger.

"What are you planning to do?" Black Tiger's face drastically changed.

"I said before, I don't provoke others, but if someone provokes me, I won't let them off easily. You said you wanted to cripple a hand and leg of mine, right? In that case, I won't be polite."

Qin Yang sneered coldly, eyes filled with chilling light.

"This arm of yours is already crippled, next is a leg, let's see if your Iron Cloth Shirt can block a blade?"

As he spoke, Qin Yang thrust the dagger toward Black Tiger's leg.

Puzi!

The dagger pierced the flesh, blood oozed out, quickly staining Black Tiger's pants red.

Seeing this, Ruan Xinxue and Ling Xiaoyu turned pale. After all, they were girls, and couldn't help but feel a bit compassionate. However, they also understood that if Qin Yang had been the one outmatched today, it would have been his hand and leg torn apart.

"Go back and tell your master that there's an account to be settled, or I won't mind changing him from Yang Buqun to the real Yue Buqun."

Qin Yang's eyes were icy cold, filled with murderous intent as he spoke coldly.

Black Tiger's face turned ashen, he nodded slightly. The leg stabbed with the dagger could be treated, but the injured arm was uncertain whether it could be healed.

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