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"A martial artist versus a sorcerer? I'm really curious to know how you, a martial artist, plan to break Master Luo's magic with your bare hands and feet!"

Kim Sung-yeol took a bite of the tea snack, a playful look on his face.

Qian Xinya frowned. "Jin Chenglie, this is the northern region, our Qian family's territory. I advise you not to go too far!"

"So what about the northern part? Wasn't it your kept man who wanted to fight? He offended Master Luo first, so it's normal for Master Luo to teach him a lesson, right?"

Kim Sung-yeol calmly replied, "Besides, this northern part of Dongcheng is indeed the Qian family's territory, but it doesn't seem to belong to you, Qian Xin-ya, does it?"

"After all, your life in the Qian family hasn't been easy since your father fell ill, has it?"

Upon hearing this, Qian Xinya's expression instantly changed. Jin Chenglie, delighted, continued, "Others may not know, but doesn't our Jin family know? Your status as the eldest daughter of the Qian family is probably already undeserved!"

"you--"

Qian Xinya was so angry that she stood up abruptly, but Chu Nan gave her a look and said, "Miss Qian, please go downstairs and wait for me for a moment. I'll be right down."

"it is good."

Qian Xinya didn't waste any words. No one knew Chu Nan's strength better than him.

If I stay here, it will only prevent Chu Nan from fully utilizing his abilities.

So after saying that, she walked out of the tea room and went downstairs.

Originally, Luo Changqing had no intention of actually making a move, but seeing Chu Nan putting on such a show, he immediately crossed his hands in front of him and began to form hand seals.

"Just a punk with nothing but yellow hair, yet he acts so arrogantly. Since you're courting death, then I'll grant your wish!"

Kim Sung-yeol was also amused. With Qian Xin-ya here, he could only vent his frustration verbally.

After all, no matter what, on the surface, Qian Xinya is still the eldest daughter of the Qian family.

But Chu Nan was so arrogant that he actually let Qian Xinya leave.

Now, let alone teaching Chu Nan a lesson, there's no need for any hesitation in crippling him.

Luo Changqing formed hand seals very quickly, his ten fingers moving as if plucking something in the void.

As he moved his fingers, a chilling aura surged into the room, slowly approaching Chu Nan from all directions.

Chu Nan had fought against sorcerers at the True Person Realm before. But this was the capital city, the capital of a nation.

The true masters of this land may be different from the true masters and sorcerers of the four seas.

In addition, Luo Changqing just explained very clearly that the restriction inside the gourd is the Six Paths of Yin Qi.

And this Luo fellow is good at yin energy, so it's a good opportunity to observe him.

The yin energy drew ever closer, like venomous snakes, heads held high, ready to coil around at any moment.

Seeing that Chu Nan did not move, Luo Changqing's eyes flashed with a hint of contempt. He changed his hand seal and the Yin energy suddenly accelerated!

Chu Nan merely swayed slightly, and those few streams of yin energy almost grazed his clothes before crashing into the wall behind him.

"Bang!"

The plaster peeled off the wall, revealing a spiderweb-like network of cracks.

Luo Changqing's eyelids twitched. He had just seen it clearly; Chu Nan's dodge was incredibly skillful.

Eight streams of yin energy converged from eight directions, yet he managed to slip out through the smallest gap.

"That's interesting."

Luo Changqing's expression became more serious. He moved his ten fingers in quick succession, and the yin energy dispersed as he rearranged the arrangement.

This time, the eight streams of Yin energy did not rush up all at once, but instead split into four groups. Two groups flanked from the left and right, one group rose to the ceiling and swooped down from above, and one group surged up from the floor.

Their tactics were clearly more sophisticated, blocking all four routes and making it obvious that Chu Nan would not be able to find any loopholes.

Chu Nan moved around the room, and the yin energy almost touched him several times, but always missed.

The tea table was touched by a ghostly aura, and the teapot on it cracked in two with a "crack," spilling tea all over the floor.

Kim Sung-yeol stood in the corner, his expression not looking good.

Luo Changqing hasn't been able to win over Chu Nan after all this time, which is quite different from what he expected.

"You brat, all you do is hide?"

Luo Changqing gave a low shout, and his hands suddenly clasped together. The eight streams of Yin energy gathered at the same time, forming a large net that pressed towards Chu Nan from all directions.

This time, Chu Nan didn't dodge.

Golden true energy surged from within his body, forming a thin layer of protective energy on his body's surface.

"boom!!!"

Eight streams of yin energy crashed against it, like waves crashing against rocks.

The temperature in the tea room suddenly rose, dispelling the chilly atmosphere and causing the water droplets that had condensed on the windowpane to evaporate instantly.

Luo Changqing's expression changed drastically. "Golden Bell Shield? No... what kind of martial art do you practice?"

Chu Nan didn't answer, but walked towards him slowly, each step feeling like it was treading on Luo Changqing's heart.

"stop!"

Luo Changqing bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood into his palm, and then formed a new hand seal.

The eight streams of yin energy, like firewood doused with oil, suddenly reignited with a "whoosh," their color even darker than before, now tinged with a faint black.

"Yin evil merges!"

Eight streams of yin energy simultaneously emitted sharp whistling sounds, like eight knives slashing down at Chu Nan from eight directions.

Luo Changqing poured all his magical power into this attack, and even his face turned an unnatural gray.

Chu Nan clenched his right fist, and golden true energy frantically gathered towards the tip of his fist, causing the air to distort slightly. Then he threw a punch.

Void Tremor!

A golden shockwave exploded from the fist, like an invisible cannonball.

The eight streams of Yin energy were like paper before this wave of energy, torn in two from the middle and then crumbled inch by inch.

The shockwave continued its relentless advance, striking Luo Changqing squarely in the chest.

Luo Changqing was sent flying, crashing into a chair behind him and shattering it. With the force of the impact, he slammed into the wall, where he hung like a painting for half a second before sliding down.

A human-shaped indentation appeared in the wall, and plaster crumbled off and covered the floor.

Kim Sung-yeol's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

Luo Changqing knelt on the ground, one hand supporting himself on the ground, the other hand covering his chest.

Blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, dripping onto the floor.

He raised his head, his eyes bloodshot, his lips trembling, "Grandmaster...Grandmaster at the Great Perfection...How old are you...This is impossible..."

Chu Nan ignored his mutterings, walked up to him, squatted down, and looked him in the eye. "You said you would disperse all that Yin energy at the same time, is that what I just did?"

Luo Changqing froze.

He saw Chu Nan's punch clearly.

Those eight streams of Yin energy were not dispersed by brute force; they shattered simultaneously.

The moment the fist struck, all eight streams of Yin energy simultaneously received the same force, without the slightest difference.

What kind of control is this?

Luo Changqing opened his mouth, but after a long while, he managed to squeeze out, "You...you planned to use me as a practice subject from the very beginning?"

"Otherwise, what makes you think you have the ability to pull off so many tricks in front of me?"

Chu Nan stood up, picked up the box, and said, "After dispersing the Yin energy, soak it in rootless water for three hours, right?"

Luo Changqing remained silent.

Chu Nan turned and walked towards the door. As he passed Jin Chenglie, he said indifferently, "Young Master Jin, thank you."

Kim Sungyeol's lips moved, but in the end he could only let out a cold snort.

After all, his own men have already fallen. For a young master like him to utter harsh words will only make the outcome worse...