Marvel Superheroes in China

"Qin Wu, Qin Wu, the best in the world!"

"From the moment I met Qin Wu, I felt I had already decided what to name our future child..."

"Mom, I'm in love."

"Heh, so skinny. He doesn't even have a weapon. Look at the other martial artists, they all look fierce. How can he be number one on the Xuanhuang Ranking? I suspect the Xuanhuang Ranking is fake."

"..."

Netizens have offered a variety of opinions, with one explanation after another emerging.

Some people are envious.

It was shocking.

There is worship.

There are doubts.

There is also hatred...

This kind of hatred is similar to the mentality of resentment towards the rich. "I'm poor, so why are you rich? I'm just a mortal, so why are you number one on the Xuanhuang List?"

Of course, these keyboard warriors only dare to talk behind their computers. If they were standing in front of a martial artist, they probably wouldn't even dare to raise their heads.

Qin Wu was unaware of the shock and uproar on the outside world's online media. He simply glanced with a wry smile at the Muscle and Bone Qiming martial artists who regarded him as a tiger or wolf.

The female warrior who had shouted earlier covered her mouth and giggled again: "Little brother, if you really want to bully people, then go on the stage and I'll let you bully me. Kill me or kidnap me, it's up to you. If we're unlucky enough to be in the same group, I might as well just fall into your arms as soon as I get on the stage and see if you're willing to hit me."

Qin Wu was speechless. He glanced at this annoying little devil and sighed inwardly, "My bones aren't welcoming me!"

Well, I didn't come here to bully anyone anyway.

Thinking it over, Qin Wu turned his gaze to the Inner Strength Group and laughed heartily:

"I'm not participating in the Great Bone and Tendon Resonance Competition. I've come here simply to witness the skills of the strongest internal energy practitioners in the Southwest Province..."

As he spoke, Qin Wu walked toward the Inner Strength Group with a smile.

this moment.

Quiet.

Extremely quiet.

Inside the entire arena, everyone held their breath, staring intently at Qin Wu.

He...he's going to participate in the internal strength competition?

Although Qin Wu was ranked first on the Xuanhuang Ranking and had a record of surviving three moves from Wu Huida, nine out of ten people wouldn't believe that he actually made Wu Huida bleed.

Did he really think he was invincible with his internal energy?

Those who master internal strength are at another level entirely. It's not just about increased physical strength; those who master internal strength also possess a powerful force… internal energy!

Even the girl who had been teasing Qin Wu earlier fell silent, staring intently at him with narrowed eyes. After a long while, she murmured, "You're courting death, little brother."

"Based on the harsh words you uttered when you established your sect, there's a line of people in the entire Southwest who want to kill you. In the Grand Competition, the strong don't attack the weak, which is supposed to be a form of protection for you. I didn't expect you to go to the Inner Strength group instead... In general, when martial artists spar, they go all out. Unless someone can completely control their strength, they'll leave someone alive. But if you go to the Inner Strength group, I guarantee that absolutely no one will hold back. They'll all be there to kill you for the sake of killing you."

"..."

Meanwhile, the once bustling Inner Strength Group fell completely silent.

More than a hundred internal energy experts turned around in unison, staring at Qin Wu with all sorts of unfriendly expressions.

Each one of them had murderous intent in their eyes.

Many people took to heart the arrogant words he uttered when he founded his school of thought, but no one wanted to deliberately cause him trouble. Unless they happened to run into him.

But this is not the point.

The key point is that this man, whose bones were throbbing with energy, arrogantly declared in front of everyone that he wanted to experience the skills of a powerful internal energy practitioner from the Southwest Province.

What do you take us for?

Are you treating us like decorations?

Qin Wu, you underestimate everyone. You don't even regard those with strong internal energy as truly powerful.

As Qin Wu walked towards them with a smile, a middle-aged martial artist carrying a spiked club stepped forward and stared coldly at him: "Qin Wu, is it? Who gave you the audacity to challenge an Inner Strength expert? Do you think you can survive three moves from Wu Hui Da? Are you looking down on the Inner Strength experts of my Southwest Province?"

Qin Wu continued walking with a smile and said, "Greetings, senior. I am Qin Wu. May I ask how I should address you?"

"I am the Sheep Guard of Jincheng!"

Qin Wu nodded: "Oh, get lost!"

"..."

hiss--

At this moment, all the martial artists and reporters present...

All the viewers in front of their television sets took a deep breath.

Everyone felt the atmosphere freeze, utterly frozen!

He's so arrogant!

Guan Yang roared in fury: "You son of a bitch..."

Before he could finish speaking, Guan Yang's pupils contracted, and he abruptly retreated, a spiked club appearing in his hand at the same time. His face was full of defensiveness.

Qin Wu's figure flashed erratically, and the next second, he appeared in the spot where Guan Yang had just been standing.

He still stood there with a smile on his face, his hands behind his back.

Guan Yang, however, stood guard twenty meters away, holding a spiked club.

Upon seeing this, the crowd erupted in uproar.

He actually scared Guan Yang away?

What speed was that just now?

How composed!

Guan Yang blushed, feeling a little ashamed that he had been scared off by a piece of trash with a powerful voice.

Just as he was about to say something harsh to save face, Qin Wu's smile vanished, and he said loudly:

"So what if I look up to you? So what if I look down on you? I'll just fight. In my eyes, there are no strong or weak, only those I can beat or those I can't."

"so……"

Qin Wu carefully scanned all the internal energy experts present and said softly, "I think ninety percent of you are no match for me."

"so……"

"I'm here to participate in the Internal Strength Competition."

"..."

There was a 'boom'.

At that moment, everyone erupted in chaos.

Chapter 94: The Importance of Terror

Qin Wu's single sentence caused an uproar throughout the country!

That's insane.

So crazy.

He was arrogant and looked down on everyone, especially the internal energy experts in the entire southwest region.

The entire internet exploded with comments and bullet screen messages.

"Is this the confidence of a martial artist?"

"Qin Wu, as expected of someone who can establish a school of thought."

"No wonder, only someone like Qin Wu could become the number one expert on the Xuanhuang Ranking, right?"

"That's outrageous. Absolutely outrageous."

"Hahaha, this is no way to court death. Although I don't know the exact difference between internal strength and the resonance of tendons and bones, I do know that a master of internal strength can lift up to 4,000 jin, while a master of the resonance of tendons and bones can only lift 2,800 jin. That's a huge gap."

"Are all the experts on the Xuanhuang Ranking this arrogant? Or is it just Qin Wu who's so arrogant?"

"Alas, what a pity for such a young and outstanding martial artist. He's probably going to die a tragic death on the arena."

"Qin Wu brought this upon himself. The other party's internal energy didn't provoke him, but he went and provoked it first."

"But then again, Qin Wu is already invincible when it comes to the 'muscle and bone resonating' technique. If he doesn't challenge his internal strength, how can he improve his martial arts?"

"Qin Wu is undoubtedly a martial arts fanatic, just like Leng Ruxiang, who is ranked number one on the Earth Ranking. Only people like him can become true strongmen, but there are too few such people. They usually die young, and Qin Wu will be no exception."

"..."

Everyone was excited.

Everyone thought Qin Wu was arrogant.

But in reality, Qin Wu wasn't arrogant; he wanted to improve. To improve, he had to challenge stronger opponents—those who couldn't be weaker than himself, and not too much weaker either. It would only be meaningful if they could at least withstand ten blows and survive.