Warning! A hidden dragon has emerged!

Qin Quan stepped forward, opened his arms, and steadily embraced Jiang Yao and Lin Wanrou's slender waists on either side.

He struck an exaggerated pose and opened his mouth with a wicked grin.

"Ladies, since we've run into each other, let's have a simple meal together."

After saying that, he put his arms around the two stunning beauties and sat down at the table next to Qin Lang.

This scene was like being slapped in the face in public.

Qin Lang was so angry that his blood surged, his anger rushed to the top of his head, and his chest felt like it was about to explode.

The marriage was arranged by the two families' elders, and in his eyes, Jiang Yao was already his nominal fiancée.

At this moment, he hadn't even touched the hem of Jiang Yao's clothes, yet this young man in front of him dared to put his arm around Jiang Yao's waist right in front of him.

They acted intimately, oblivious to their surroundings.

Seeing the three of them so affectionate, with a beautiful woman in his arms, Qin Lang clenched his fists tightly until his knuckles turned white, and he gritted his teeth and cursed angrily.

You bitch!

……

Before long, Qin Lang's table was filled with a dazzling array of delicacies, exquisitely presented and exuding luxury.

In contrast, Qin Quan's table was simply set with three dishes and a soup, light and plain.

Two women, one on each side, accompanied Qin Quan, chatting and laughing, their beauty a feast for the eyes.

Especially their intimate and natural demeanor was like a fire, fiercely scorching Qin Lang's heart.

Exquisite food tastes bland, like chewing wax.

Qin Lang grew angrier the more he thought about it, and the fire of jealousy in his chest surged wildly.

"If I can't control Jiang Yao, surely I can handle this gigolo who just appeared out of nowhere?"

Snapped!

He slammed his hand on the table, causing the bamboo chopsticks to bounce up an inch.

He suddenly stood up, his gaze fixed intently on Qin Quan.

"Boy, get your hands off Jiang Yao!"

Qin Quan didn't even raise his head, and sneered:

"Where did this stray dog ​​come from, daring to bark in front of people?"

Instead of letting go, he tightened his grip, pulling Jiang Yao firmly into his arms. He then lifted her delicate, smooth chin with his fingers, lowered his head, and kissed her rosy lips in public.

He acted arrogantly, completely ignoring the furious Qin Lang beside him.

After the kiss ended, Qin Quan glanced at Qin Lang provocatively and said with a smile:

"Sister Yao, I want to eat shrimp."

Jiang Yao blushed and became as docile as a kitten.

She obediently peeled a shrimp and held it to Qin Quan's lips.

"Little brat, your big sister will feed you."

Their oblivious intimacy and highly provocative behavior completely crossed Qin Lang's last line of defense.

"court death!"

Qin Lang's eyes were bloodshot, and his anger was about to explode.

With a sudden stomp of his foot on the ground, the aura of a seventh-grade grandmaster exploded forth, and a vast surge of true energy swept across the entire arena.

The surrounding tables and chairs were instantly shaken, shifting and flying, making a loud clattering noise.

The waiters and scattered diners were terrified and fled in all directions, instantly hiding far away, with no one daring to linger even for a moment.

Qin Lang charged up his fist, the wind howling as it struck with terrifying force capable of splitting rocks and shattering monuments, aiming straight for the back of Qin Quan's head.

"Die!"

The punches were swift and powerful, arriving in the blink of an eye.

However, just as the fist was about to strike Qin Quan, a layer of transparent protective energy suddenly appeared on his body.

boom!

Click!

A dull thud was followed by the cracking sound of bones breaking.

Qin Lang felt as if he had not struck a person, but rather smashed into a piece of finely forged steel.

The excruciating pain spread along his fist bone throughout his arm, and the powerful recoil sent him flying.

The massive body crashed between tables and chairs, sending wood chips flying and creating a chaotic mess.

Qin Lang, supporting himself on his throbbing arm, struggled to lift his head, his resentful gaze fixed on Jiang Yao, and roared angrily:

"Jiang Yao! How dare you hurt me?"

"I didn't lift a finger."

Jiang Yao slowly stood up, spread her hands, and looked completely innocent.

"You didn't do anything?"

Qin Lang's face was ashen. He endured the excruciating pain in his arm and demanded sharply:

"If you hadn't made a move, how could an ordinary person like him have possibly blocked my full-force attack?"

In his view, Qin Quan had no martial arts aura whatsoever; he was just a pretty boy with no cultivation whatsoever, and had no strength to withstand his full-force attack.

Looking at the entire scene, there is only one possibility: Jiang Yao secretly intervened and blocked this fatal blow for Qin Quan.

Jiang Yao, her face full of mockery, stepped back a few paces, leaned against the wall with her arms crossed, adopting a spectator's posture, and sneered:

"Then hit me again. This time I'll stay far away and won't interfere."

Is this really true?

A surge of wild joy ignited in Qin Lang's eyes.

Even though his right hand was fractured, he remained extremely arrogant.

He practiced martial arts from a young age, broke through to the seventh-rank grandmaster at the age of twenty-eight, and was hailed as a martial arts prodigy, invincible among his peers, and a figure of great renown.

She simply couldn't believe she would lose to an ordinary pretty boy.

He gritted his teeth to suppress the excruciating pain in his right hand, and began to gather strength in his left hand. His true energy surged again, and the killing intent in his eyes was undisguised.

"Pretty boy, without Jiang Yao's protection this time, you're nothing but trash in my eyes!"

"Die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, another punch rang out.

This punch concentrated all of his remaining cultivation, the force whistling and tearing through the air, aiming straight for Qin Quan's back. The power was fierce enough to shatter internal organs and kill a ferocious beast.

Qin Quan never turned around, remaining calm and composed as he accompanied Lin Wanrou as she slowly ate, as if the deadly attack behind him was insignificant.

Jiang Yao crossed her arms and smiled, watching the scene leisurely without any intention of interfering.

Without Jiang Yao causing trouble, Qin Lang was overjoyed.

"I'd like to see what you use to block this punch!"

however……

Just as the fist was about to touch Qin Quan.

Qin Quan finally spoke, saying with a half-smile:

"You punched me twice, now it's my turn."

He slowly turned his head, his eyes calm and expressionless, yet carrying an overwhelming sense of oppression.

Qin Lang's attacks seemed like a tortoise crawling in his eyes, so slow it was unbearable to watch.

He slowly raised his hand, and two bamboo chopsticks suddenly reached out and gently pinched it.

click!

Simple and straightforward.

As easily as picking up a piece of braised pork, the two bamboo chopsticks precisely locked onto Qin Lang's powerful punch, neutralizing all the force.

Qin Lang's pupils contracted, his mind went blank, and he stood frozen in place, stunned.

His all-out attack was effortlessly caught by two chopsticks.

"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible!"

Qin Lang was deeply shaken and murmured incoherently.

"I broke through to the seventh-grade Grandmaster level at the age of twenty-eight, making me a martial arts prodigy, one in ten thousand. You are even younger than me, how could you possibly withstand my full-force attack?"

"You must have used sorcery or evil magic!"

A hint of mockery flashed across Qin Quan's eyes.

"If you insist on thinking that way, then it must be sorcery."

As soon as he finished speaking, he tightened his fingertips slightly.

Click!

A crisp cracking sound rang out as Qin Lang's left wrist bone was snapped.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Quan flicked his hand, and a powerful burst of energy erupted.

Boom!

Qin Lang was thrown into the air as if hit by a speeding heavy vehicle, crashing heavily against the solid wall, which trembled and cracked inch by inch.

He felt a sweet taste in his throat, and then spat out a mouthful of blood.

The excruciating pain swept through my entire body, as if my internal organs had shifted out of place.

He stared intently at Qin Quan, the fear in his eyes widening instantly.

"He's clearly younger than me, and there's no fluctuation in his cultivation level, so why does he possess such formidable combat power?"