On the blue Ferrari, Zhang Langqiang also stopped laughing and got out of the car with a somber expression.

Beside Zhang Langqiang stood a young man with a thick chain around his neck. The young man had a lean build, his black hair completely tied up, reminiscent of the hairstyle of the Immortal Warrior in Slam Dunk. On his arm was a tattoo of a silver wolf's head.

Qin Yang's eyebrows twitched slightly. The young man's aura wasn't weak, giving him a faint sense of danger.

From another van, seven or eight men armed with sticks and machetes suddenly rushed out.

Whoosh!

A group of people surrounded Qin Yang.

"Tsk tsk, Qin Yang, didn't expect we'd meet again so soon, did you?"

Zhang Langqiang stared at Qin Yang, sneering. However, on Qin Yang's face, he didn't see any panic, which made him a bit displeased. A regular person would have been scared shitless seeing this and immediately given in.

In the night, two slender figures hurried towards the parking lot. Upon seeing the scene, their pretty faces changed simultaneously.

"Qingqing, it seems they've already started causing trouble."

Sun Tiantian and Su Qingqing quickened their pace.

"Hmm?"

Hearing the commotion, Qin Yang turned his head, frowning slightly. Why did these two girls come over?

"Qin Yang, are you alright?"

The two women circled around a car and came to Qin Yang's side. Sun Tiantian looked him up and down and asked.

"It hasn't started yet."

Qin Yang shook his head and said with a smile.

Seeing that Sun Tiantian was concerned about Qin Yang, Zhang Langqiang's face instantly darkened a bit.

"Zhang Langqiang, at school, there's no need to use society's methods against classmates, is there?" Staring at the thugs around holding sticks and machetes, Sun Tiantian said with a frosty face, glaring at Zhang Langqiang.

"Tiantian, this is none of your business. This kid insulted my subordinates, so how can I, being the boss, not stand up for them? You two should leave this place first."

Zhang Langqiang pointed at Li Dapeng and the others, knowing that Sun Tiantian and Su Qingqing both had strong backgrounds. If it were someone else, he would have used force long ago.

"Between classmates, there's no need to bring so many people, right? With sticks and machetes too." A trace of anger appeared on Sun Tiantian's pretty face.

"Hehe, I just want to teach this kid a lesson. Not everyone is someone he can afford to offend."

Zhang Langqiang's lips curled up, smiling as he spoke.

"Qin Yang, come, let's go with us; they won't dare do anything."

Sun Tiantian pulled on Qin Yang's arm, but he didn't move. She pulled again, but Qin Yang still didn't budge.

"Qin Yang, you..." Sun Tiantian was startled.

"Heh, avoiding is not my style."

Qin Yang said with a smile, feeling grateful that the two girls came for him, showing their good hearts.

"You two should head back first. If you get hurt later, it won't be good."

"Qin Yang, they have so many people, you can't beat them. And that guy with the silver wolf head tattoo should be one of their Thirteen Silver-Winged Wolf Guards, very strong."

Seeing Qin Yang unmoved, Sun Tiantian became anxious.

"They're just cockroaches. Whenever I see cockroaches, I simply crush them."

Qin Yang smiled slightly. Although he was the lowest level among cultivators, dealing with these mortals, even as an entry-level Immortal Warrior, was enough to handle them.

"Cockroaches? Hmph, what a big mouth you've got."

The Immortal Warrior with the silver wolf head tattoo stepped forward, a mocking glint in his eyes, and sneered.

"Young Master Lang, leave this kid to me."

The Immortal Warrior rubbed his hands and said to Zhang Langqiang.

"Mm, go on, Brother Nine, play carefully, don't kill him."

Zhang Langqiang nodded, a smirk playing at his lips. Today, he wanted to trample this kid underfoot right in front of Sun Tiantian and Su Qingqing.

"You two stand back."

Qin Yang said to the two girls.

Sun Tiantian and Su Qingqing hesitated, biting their lips before stepping back several paces.

Just as the two girls stepped back, the Immortal Warrior lunged forward, fists swinging straight for Qin Yang's face.

Qin Yang moved even faster, casting a small Wind Manipulation Technique on himself, swift as the wind. He sidestepped, dodging the Immortal Warrior's attack, then lifted his foot, kicking the Immortal Warrior directly in the chest.

Bang!

The Immortal Warrior's body flew backward, crashing onto the hood of a car, denting it instantly.

In one move, the outcome was decided!

"Brother Nine?!"

The thugs holding machetes and sticks were full of surprise, exclaiming in shock. Brother Nine was taken down just like that?

"What's the panic?" The Immortal Warrior wiped a trickle of blood from the corner of his mouth, "Your Brother Nine isn't that fragile."

Su Qingqing and Sun Tiantian exchanged glances, both seeing a hint of astonishment in each other's eyes. They hadn't expected Qin Yang's strength to be so formidable. However, their expressions didn't relax; the opponent wasn't easy to deal with.

The Immortal Warrior stood upright, glaring at Qin Yang, without a trace of fear from having taken a hit from him.

"You've got some skills, but this world isn't as simple as you think."

The Immortal Warrior sneered, extending his hand as Inner Power surged, gathering five flickering crimson flames at his fingertips.

Qin Yang's eyes narrowed. From those crimson flames, he felt a tinge of danger. Indeed, there were some remarkable people on this Earth.

"Taste my Fire Wolf Claw!"

The Immortal Warrior stomped the ground, his body shooting forward, the flames on his five fingertips aiming for Qin Yang's chest.

"So fast!"

Qin Yang's expression shifted slightly. The Immortal Warrior's movements were faster by more than a notch. Qin Yang leaned back, stepping firmly on the ground, sliding backward to evade the Immortal Warrior's attack.

"Your speed is decent, but you can't escape."

The Immortal Warrior sneered again, accelerating once more.

"Wind Blade Technique."

Qin Yang silently chanted a spell in his heart, his right hand pinching the air, forming a thin, crescent-shaped cyan wind blade between his fingers.

"Go!"

Qin Yang shouted lowly, the cyan wind blade transforming into a streak of light, swiftly cutting toward the approaching Immortal Warrior's throat.

The Immortal Warrior's expression shifted, but he reacted swiftly, tilting his head mid-air, letting the cyan wind blade brush past his left cheek.

Shhh!

A blood mark instantly appeared on the Immortal Warrior's left cheek, while the crescent-shaped cyan wind blade continued, slicing through a branch of a distant poplar tree.

Bang!

The branch, as thick as an arm, fell, crashing onto the car below, its cut smooth as if it had been sliced.

"Amazing!"

Li Dapeng's mouth gaped wide, his throat moving with difficulty, swallowing. Qin Yang, who he had previously known as just a minor thug, wasn't even worth noticing. Who would have thought this guy had hidden so much?

Tan Glasses, Zhang Mao, Gao Fei, and the others couldn't conceal their shock either. Whether it was Brother Nine's flaming fingers or Qin Yang's wind blade conjuring, it was their first time seeing anything like it—even a movie wasn't this spectacular.

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