Chapter Thirty-Eight: Overwhelming Domination!

“Heh!”
“You want to protect them? What right do you have to protect them?”
Ye Qinglong sneered coldly, advancing step by step toward Qin Feng, Yan Chonghu, Shi Tie, and Liu Qing, forcing them back.
“My right is these two fists!”
Qin Feng shook his fists. With strength reaching eight thousand catties, and Ye Qinglong only just having stepped into the Guardian Realm—a mere beginner—he was no match for Qin Feng.
“Ridiculous.”
“Do you think the Azure Dragon Sect is like the Axe Gang, or the Li and Shen families?”
“Do you really believe that by exterminating the Axe Gang and the Li and Shen families, you can contend with the Azure Dragon Sect?”
“Since you say you rely on your fists, I’ll show you what true fists are.”
Ye Qinglong cast Qin Feng a look of disdain, then suddenly pushed off with his legs, launching his entire body at Qin Feng, a punch flying straight for him.
“Master Qin, be careful!”
“Master Qin, dodge!”
Yan Chonghu, Shi Tie, Liu Qing, and Zhao Hu, witnessing Ye Qinglong’s unstoppable momentum, shouted in alarm.
Yan Chonghu even threw himself at Qin Feng, trying to knock him aside, hoping to help him evade Ye Qinglong’s attack.
“Kill him!”
“Kill him!”
“Kill him!”
The eighteen hall masters of the Azure Dragon Sect roared in unison, their voices deafening.
“Damn it, it’s really him.”
Upon hearing Ye Qinglong’s words, Yun Qing’s face instantly darkened, his gaze turning icy as he stared at Qin Feng.
Qin Feng’s ruthless annihilation of the Shen and Li families and the Axe Gang within Xuanzhou City was a blatant slap in his face, disregarding him completely.
Even if Ye Qinglong did not move to kill Qin Feng today, Yun Qing was determined to do so himself.
“It’s him.”
“So it was he who destroyed the Shen and Li families and the Axe Gang.”
“How old is he, and yet he managed to wipe out those three forces?”
After the destruction of the Shen and Li families and the Axe Gang, the prestigious Han and Wang families and others had lived in constant fear, not knowing who was responsible for the massacre or what their motives were.
Now, upon hearing Ye Qinglong’s words, they looked at Qin Feng in utter shock.
“He was the one who destroyed the Shen and Li families and the Axe Gang?”
Qi Tengyun, knowing something of the bloody downfall of those forces, stared at Qin Feng in terror.
“You are not qualified to show your fists to me!”
Seeing Ye Qinglong’s punch coming, Qin Feng’s eyes tracked its trajectory, and he punched out in response.
Boom!

Qin Feng’s fist intercepted Ye Qinglong’s in midair, connecting directly with his.
A figure was sent flying.
“This...”
“That’s Master Ye—how is it possible?”
The martial artists from the Wang and Han families saw someone hurled backward and thought it was Qin Feng, but when they looked more closely, their expressions changed dramatically, shock and disbelief plain on their faces.
“He’s a grandmaster too!”
Yun Qing saw clearly that the man thrown back was Ye Qinglong. He looked over at Qin Feng, utterly incredulous.
“He’s a grandmaster?”
Chen Haicheng and Zhao Hong stared at Qin Feng—especially at his still-youthful face—struggling to believe what they saw.
“This...”
“Master Qin?”
Yan Chonghu had crashed into Qin Feng, but it was like hitting a mountain; Qin Feng hadn’t budged an inch, while Yan himself felt only pain from the impact.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Ye Qinglong being sent flying by Qin Feng’s punch, and looked at Qin Feng in utter disbelief.
A stunned silence fell. The gathered martial artists could only stare at Qin Feng in shock and amazement.
“I told you, you are not qualified!”
“Since you harbor murderous intent toward me, then you shall die!”
With a roar, Qin Feng unleashed the full force of his eight thousand catties of strength, his body becoming a blur as he charged at Ye Qinglong.
“There’s no way to dodge this.”
Ye Qinglong, still dizzy from being punched to the ground, felt his blood surging wildly. Now, seeing Qin Feng bearing down on him with blinding speed, he was unable to follow his movements.
“Not good.”
Ye Qinglong felt the wind of Qin Feng’s approach on his face, his expression changing abruptly as he tried to retreat, hands snapping up to shield his head.
Bang!
Although Ye Qinglong’s combat instincts kicked in at the last moment, letting him use his arms to block Qin Feng’s punch to his head,
Bang!
Ye Qinglong was not weak—his strength reached three thousand catties—but he was a world away from Qin Feng and was smashed to the ground.
“Die.”
Qin Feng’s fists throbbed with pain; he had not yet reached the Grandmaster Realm, and the bones in his hands and arms fractured from the impact,
but compared to what he’d endured against Jiang Jinghong, this pain was insignificant—nowhere near enough to make him even frown.
With a furious roar, Qin Feng rained punch after punch down on Ye Qinglong.
Bang!

Bang!
Bang!
Ye Qinglong tried to block with his arms, but they were soon shattered and twisted, unable to defend him.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Qin Feng’s fists fell relentlessly, each blow landing on Ye Qinglong, crushing his skull and collapsing his chest.
“How terrifying this youth is!”
Yun Qing watched, dumbfounded, as Qin Feng didn’t just fight Ye Qinglong—he utterly crushed him. Looking at Qin Feng’s still-immature face and at the ease with which he destroyed Ye Qinglong, Yun Qing felt as if he were dreaming.
“His strength is not inferior to mine—perhaps even greater!”
Zhao Hong, hearing Ye Qinglong’s screams as Qin Feng crushed him, was filled with awe and disbelief.
Chen Haicheng was equally struck dumb by the sight.
The eighteen hall masters of the Azure Dragon Sect and the surrounding martial artists all trembled at the screams and the sight of Ye Qinglong’s utter defeat, terror consuming their hearts.
“Master Qin is actually this powerful?”
Yan Chonghu, Shi Tie, Liu Qing, and Zhao Hu stared, wide-eyed and speechless, unable to believe what they saw.
“This... this...”
Qi Tengyun and Qi Qianqian watched Qin Feng’s wild assault, utterly dumbstruck.
“He’s a Guardian-level powerhouse—on equal footing with the City Lord?”
Qi Qianqian recalled how Chen Yunyun had once lamented that Qin Feng was unable to cultivate, that they lived in different worlds.
If Chen Yunyun were to learn that Qin Feng was actually a Guardian-level master, on par with the City Lord, who knows how she would react.
Bang!
Ye Qinglong’s entire body was smashed deep into the ground, every bone shattered, his organs reduced to bloody mist—dead beyond all doubt.
“Yan Chonghu, Shi Tie, destroy the Azure Dragon Sect.”
Qin Feng slowly rose, exhaling a heavy breath, and looked to Yan Chonghu and Shi Tie, his voice grave.
“I have killed Ye Qinglong, forging a blood feud with the Azure Dragon Sect—a hatred that cannot be resolved except by death.”
“I must wipe out the Azure Dragon Sect, or I will face their relentless vengeance.”
“I do not fear them for myself, but what about my family? What about Yan Chonghu, Shi Tie, Liu Qing, Wang Fu, and the others?”
“The roots must be torn out completely!”