Boarding Life

Old Wu's face turned extremely ugly in an instant.

Fatty Huang said coldly, "Out of respect, I call you Uncle. Without respect, what do you count as? Today's matter has nothing to do with you. Stand aside obediently now, and I'll pretend you weren't here today!"

"If you dare speak again or ruin my plans today, the Wu family will be our Huang family's enemy. You should know the consequences!"

Old Wu's face turned ashen with anger. He never expected that not only would Fatty Huang not show him respect, but he would also dare to point at his nose and curse him out.

This person has utterly lost face.

But Fatty Huang had already laid down the law.

He simply didn't have the courage to be enemies with the Huang family.

After much thought, he awkwardly glanced at Qin Qi, "Qin Qi, my young friend, take care... If things go south, running is the best strategy!"

Then, he stood behind Qin Qi, blushing, clearly not daring to intervene any further.

Seeing Old Wu retreat, Fatty Huang finally revealed a satisfied smile, "That's more like it. Hehehe, Qin Qi, now that no one can help you, what will you fight me with?"

"Today it's you, tomorrow it'll be Tang Xueli. Dare to play with me, all of you must die!"

"What about Martial Artists? Even if you're a Martial Artist, in my eyes, you're still an ant!"

Qin Qi, with hands behind his back, glanced at Old Wu and shook his head.

Then he said coldly, "Fatty Huang, just like you think, today, you must die!"

Fatty Huang laughed.

It seemed he had heard the best joke in the world, "Qin Qi, you really won't cry until you see the coffin. Uncle Mo Bei, Uncle Zhao Ting, what are you waiting for?"

The two great Martial Artists, Mo Bei and Zhao Ting, were already prepared.

Upon hearing Fatty Huang's words, their feet moved like lightning, too fast for the naked eye to see, and they were already in front of Qin Qi.

Subsequently, a large number of people poured out from the depths of the factory.

Shen Lulu immediately stood up, speaking in concern, "Qin Qi, you..."

"You and Xiaodao handle the others, the duel between Martial Artists isn't something you can meddle in!" Qin Qi spoke expressionlessly.

Shen Lulu was very worried, as Qin Qi was up against two.

But as the other party said, in the contest between Martial Artists, those who weren't Martial Artists had no qualification to intervene.

A non-Martial Artist and a Martial Artist had an almost insurmountable chasm between them!

In no time, Xiaodao and the other bodyguards were engaged in a fierce battle with the other Huang family members in the factory.

However, everyone knew that the real decider was Qin Qi against Zhao Ting and Mo Bei.

"A duel between three Martial Artists, I can't remember the last time this happened," Old Wu sighed, "Qin Qi is in for it today!"

"It's a pity, such a promising talent. It's been so many years since a person this young reached the level of a Martial Artist."

Beside him, Wu Shuangshuang was full of excitement, watching intently.

At that moment, Zhao Ting, who had surrounded Qin Qi, took off his shirt, his bulging muscles giving him confidence as he spoke, "Such a young Martial Artist, inherently talented. It's just a pity that you have to die here today!"

Qin Qi stood still, calmly facing the two experts beside him, "I think it's a pity too."

"Hmm?" Zhao Ting and Mo Bei were no less curious.

Qin Qi lazily spoke, "You two are veterans among Martial Artists, reaching this level isn't easy. Dying here today, the world will lose two more experts."

Upon hearing this, Mo Bei and Zhao Ting exchanged glances, their eyes full of contemptuous smiles.

"Ha, reaching Martial Artist so young, who would've thought he's an idiot!"

Mo Bei twisted his neck, "Alright, let's not waste time, time to send you on your way!"

No sooner said than done!

He struck like thunder, punching straight at Qin Qi's face.

The speed of this punch was incredibly fast, yet in Qin Qi's eyes, it seemed to be in slow motion.

"All of them are first-tier Martial Artists!" Qin Qi dodged Mo Bei while keeping an eye on Zhao Ting.

This was his first time fighting Martial Artists; even though he was two tiers ahead, he wasn't sure if he could win!

But soon, he had an answer in his heart.

"The strength is within acceptability, speed poses no threat, I can handle it!" Qin Qi thought to himself.

Mo Bei and Zhao Ting attacked him from two sides, showing no mercy in their methods.

But soon, a shocking scene occurred.

Qin Qi countered each with one hand.

In a short moment, they had exchanged over a dozen rounds.

Palm Force and punch power constantly clashed and shifted, yet Qin Qi remained composed!

Everyone was stunned!

Especially Old Wu, who exclaimed in disbelief, "How, how is this possible? Qin Qi is fighting two on one and isn't at a disadvantage at all?"

Wu Shuangshuang looked on intently, "These Mo Bei and Zhao Ting, with such a reputation, aren't that formidable!"

"You're wrong!" Old Wu clenched his fists, saying with a trembling voice, "It's not that they aren't formidable. It's the same standard. Two against one, and the latter has almost no chance of winning!"

Confused, Wu Shuangshuang asked, "Then why can Qin Qi handle it so easily?"

Old Wu swallowed hard.

An improbability he dared not consider surfaced in his mind.

"No, impossible, how could it be..."

Looking at Zhao Ting and Mo Bei, shock was clearly written on their faces as well.

They attacked in turns with diverse techniques, yet couldn't touch Qin Qi!

And by now, Qin Qi had found the answer, "Their only threat is the variation in their moves, which I can't see through immediately. Veteran Martial Artists, after all, are not just in name only!"

"However, I can't waste time. I must resolve this quickly. Their moves are strong, but I have mine too!"

"Heart-Breaking Elbow, although I'm not yet very skilled, I have no choice. I'll have to try to break their methods with this strong technique!"

With that thought in mind,

he suddenly retreated a step!

Zhao Ting and Mo Bei's faces were written full of solemnity.

Qin Qi said unhurriedly, "If your methods are only these, then it's my turn!"

"Big talk!" Zhao Ting snarled bitterly.

Qin Qi sneered, "You've been fighting me for a while now, have you not realized? My level is actually above the two of you. Whether I'm big-mouthed or not, you should know better than me."

Momentarily speechless, Mo Bei and Zhao Ting couldn't retort.

They couldn't deny it.

Because they had vaguely felt that Qin Qi wasn't at the same first-tier as them.

But they refused to believe it.

"Putting on airs. At your age, reaching Martial Artist first tier is already the limit!" Zhao Ting said sinisterly.

Qin Qi wouldn't waste more words.

He steadied himself, reviewed the Heart-Breaking Elbow technique from the Shen's Baji Fist in his mind. Then, he took a firm stride!

Exerting his full strength simultaneously.

"Heart-Breaking Elbow!"

This elbow strike was as fast as lightning, with the force to move mountains, hitting Zhao Ting who was closest!

"Not good!"

By the time Zhao Ting reacted, it was too late!

Qin Qi's speed and power surpassed him completely.

This elbow, though fully resisted, broke through all his defenses like tearing paper.

Then, the sound of shattered bones rang out.

A mouthful of blood spewed from Zhao Ting's mouth. His body hit the ground, struggled twice, and couldn't even rise!

One move, instant kill...

In this moment, the entire area was deathly silent.

After a moment, it was Old Wu who finally spoke in a shaken voice, "Impossible, Qin Qi, Qin Qi has exceeded the first-tier Martial Artist level."

"This power, it seems even beyond the second tier. Could it be, could it be he's already reached the third-tier Martial Artist level?"