"Okay, let's get back to business. I don't care what kind of humanoid creature you are. Leave the Flame Shooting Tiger behind and get lost, or else we'll sacrifice our nose to kill you." The boss's voice was cold, looking at Qichen.
"Boss, even though we'll fight it up close, our nose won't suffer, right? I mean, it would be unpleasant, sure, but not that serious?" Zhi Gang asked, touching his cheek with an awkward smile.
"Shut up! What do you know? I'm just messing with it," the boss snapped, shooting Zhi Gang a look as if he were some clueless fool.
"Oh, sorry boss." Zhi Gang scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Daylight robbery." Qichen couldn't stand it anymore and finally spoke out, which shocked them.
"Huh!" They blinked and looked at Qichen with surprise. "So you're a human, that means you understand us." Although they were shocked, they still went straight to business.
"This Flame Shooting Tiger now belongs to us. You should leave or don't blame us for being rude," the boss said, but this time around, his voice sounded colder.
"Snort! I don't know who will suffer in the end." Qichen snorted. He heard what they said.
Since the three of them aren't even sure of defeating the Flame Shooting Tiger, how could he, who killed it with a punch to the head, be afraid of these clowns?
"Since you don't cherish your life, die!" Zhi Gang shouted and then punched out.
His cultivation is currently at level 2 of Qi Condensation, so he had no problem dealing with someone whose realm is lower than his.
Qichen didn't fall behind and also punched out, and before you know it, their fists collided. "Crack!"
The sound of bones breaking rang out, and a figure flew out coughing out a mouthful of blood. The figure hit a tree, causing the tree to break, and then fell to the ground.
The boss and Jian Wang were shocked, their mouths wide open, even an egg could fit inside whole. They didn't expect this outcome at all.
Zhi Gang groaned as he stood up. His right hand hung limply facing the ground with his humerus clearly broken. Even his fingers were deformed.
Jian Wang rushed out, quickly helping him up. "Humanoid beast... pfft!" Zhi Gang said, coughing out a mouthful of blood again.
"Don't talk, I and Jian Wang will deal with him," the boss slowly said with a frown. He didn't even cover his nose.
From what he had seen, he knew Qichen wasn't to be underestimated. Since they'd already had a problem with Qichen, either they die, or Qichen dies.
He looked at Qichen. 'What type of beast have we provoked?' His mind raced, thinking of ways to end Qichen with the littlest of injuries. They'd have to tread carefully.
Qichen didn't even give them a chance to think and attacked first. His fist whizzed through the air with great momentum.
Seeing this, the boss gave a shout. "Body Strengthening Technique!" His body enlarged a little, he clenched his fist and met Qichen's punch with a punch.
Boom!
The sound of fists colliding sounded, and two figures retreated.
The figure of the boss slowly retreated back a total of six steps. Every step he took, the ground cracked a little.
Qichen, on the other hand, took two with very noticeable dents on the ground with cracks spreading from it.
When the boss saw this, his pupils shrank.
You must know that he is currently in level four of Qi Condensation, and even with the technique that could increase his strength by almost two times, he still lost in a head-on confrontation.
Qichen didn't think too much about the outcome and attacked with more force this time around. The boss noticed this and channeled his strength into his fist and also punched out.
Boom!!
The sound of collision this time around was more than twice that of before; the boss didn't take a step back but was sent flying like a broken kite by the force.
Qichen wanted to chase but sensed danger and quickly moved his body. A sword with a very sharp tip passed through the position where he was, missing him by a hair's breadth.
Jian Wang held the sword, his eyes surprised by how fast Qichen's reaction was.
He didn't waste any time and slashed at Qichen again. The sword was so slim that it whizzed through the air.
Qichen didn't have enough time to dodge and chose to bite the bullet. He opened his left palm, heading towards the sword, trying to catch it.
A cold glint flashed across Jian Wang's eyes, and he snorted in his heart. "Even though you have unparalleled strength, do you think your skin can stop a sword?"
He was looking forward to the scene of seeing Qichen howl in pain when the sound of metal against metal rang out.
Jian Wang's pupils shrank. "No blood?!"
What kind of body did this monster have?
Qichen held the sword's body perfectly in his left palm without any signs of blood. The only thing missing was the black mass that came into contact with the sword.
Jian Wang couldn't believe that with his third level of Qi Condensation, he couldn't chop Qichen's hand off, even with a sword.
Qichen seized the moment and delivered a punch to the throat. Jian Wang felt his throat dry up at the upcoming punch. He tried to dodge, but it was too late. "Crack!"
His neck broke, and his head hung limply across his right shoulder. His eyes were still wide open, filled with horror, as he fell back.
"No!" the boss shouted, slowly getting up to see Jian Wang's death.
Qichen snorted, "If you want to kill others, think of whether it is worth betting your life!" Zhi Gang at the corner saw all this and chose to run with a broken hand.
His mind was screaming at him to run. It knew that even if he and the boss joined forces, they were just chicken waiting to be served on a silver platter.
The boss had already lost his mind and attacked Qichen crazily. Qichen didn't punch out this time but used the sword.
The boss's veins were already bulging, trying their best not to burst from overexertion, making his entire body red. He was giving it his all to save his life.
But reality proved otherwise. The blade flashed, and a head flew out, rolling on the ground like a ball. The boss's body stood there, bent its knees, and fell face-first down onto the ground.
Qichen looked at Zhi Gang, who was trying his best to run. He slowly flipped the sword and threw it like a dart.
The sword whizzed through the air, piercing directly through Zhi Gang's heart.
Zhi Gang fell to the ground, his body lifeless.
Crack! The sword shattered a moment later turniing into small blades.
Qichen looked around, his eyes as normal as ever. He didn't even flinch and slowly walked towards the Flame Shooting Tiger, picked it up, and walked away.
A boy slowly walked away from the mountain range under the setting sun, leaving three corpses in his wake.