Chapter 1172: Poor Meng Kuang!
"Even at my worst, I can deal with you! Get lost!"
Meng Kuang was infuriated by Qin Tian's words. Despite being in the meeting room, he took a step forward and swung a fierce punch at Qin Tian!
Engaging in a fight directly in the meeting room, Meng Kuang's actions shocked Zhao Han and Boar! Too audacious!
However, there was precedent for fighting in the meeting room. Previously, when a team showed dissatisfaction with Skull, Meng Kuang directly attacked in this very meeting room, gravely injuring the team's captain!
That occurred shortly after the formation of the Asian Mercenary Association. Many teams were dissatisfied with Skull automatically being elected chairman.
Meng Kuang's actions in the office were a warning to others, scaring all the discontented teams into submission. Instantly, no one dared to speak ill of Skull in public.
Now, it seemed Meng Kuang wanted to use the same method against Qin Tian.
However, dreams were grand, but the reality was harsh.
Meng Kuang thought his aggressive punch would strike Qin Tian, but Qin Tian stood still, like a mountain, and caught Meng Kuang's fist with one hand!
One displayed ferocity, the other calmness. Clearly, Meng Kuang lost a few points in demeanor.
When he saw Qin Tian effortlessly block his punch and still maintain a composed facade, Meng Kuang became enraged.
He tried to exert force to break free from Qin Tian and aimed to attack Qin Tian's lower body!
He even moved his steps forward, ready to kick Qin Tian at any moment.
But unexpectedly, other movements were prepared, but his crucial punch failed to break free. Instead, Qin Tian tightened his grip!
Meng Kuang frowned, preparing to use his other hand, aiming for a two-pronged attack to force Qin Tian to release him!
However, as soon as he stretched out his other hand, an intense pain suddenly surged from the hand that Qin Tian held!
A powerful force emanated from Qin Tian's palm, a crushing pressure causing Meng Kuang's knuckles to feel as if they were about to be crushed by Qin Tian.
"Hiss..."
Seeing things go awry, Meng Kuang, throwing caution to the wind, frantically exerted force to break free from Qin Tian.
Yet Qin Tian stood there, unmoving like a bell, no matter how Meng Kuang struggled, he couldn't escape Qin Tian's grip.
Instead, Qin Tian gradually intensified his grip, utilizing the power of True Qi.
This time, Meng Kuang couldn't withstand it at all; his knuckles cracked, broke, and his fingers were directly crushed by Qin Tian!
"Hiss..."
Meng Kuang cried out in pain, cold sweat dripping down his face.
Although he wasn't an immortality cultivator, he could feel the difference between True Qi and his ordinary inner strength.
At this moment, he sensed the power of Qin Tian's True Qi.
Not only him, Zhao Baijing, who stood aside, was also astonished.
Immortality cultivator!
Qin Tian is actually an immortality cultivator!
"Ah, Qin Tian… You mother… Let go!"
Under Qin Tian's increasing pressure of True Qi, Meng Kuang's hand could no longer bear it; he felt as if his right hand had become numb from the pain!
Qin Tian was an immortality cultivator; if I had known earlier, I wouldn't have charged ahead...
Regret filled Meng Kuang's heart as he turned painfully to Zhao Baijing: "Master… Save, save me…"
Zhao Baijing initially thought Meng Kuang could hold on a while longer, giving him time to assess Qin Tian's immortality strength.
Unexpectedly, Meng Kuang couldn't hold on anymore and began pleading for help.
As quick as a flash, Zhao Baijing suddenly stepped to the side, shouting at Qin Tian: "That's enough! Let go!"
Then, Zhao Baijing struck Qin Tian's chest with a palm imbued with True Qi!
This move aimed to rescue Meng Kuang by attacking Qin Tian, expecting Qin Tian to let go and defend himself. Only by releasing and defending could he block his move!
Yet, upon acting, he realized he underestimated Qin Tian.
Qin Tian still didn't move!
Seeing Zhao Baijing's palm strike coming, Qin Tian also countered with one hand, meeting Zhao Baijing's attack!
Smack!
Their palms met, producing a crisp sound, and a wave of True Qi caused a gust of wind, enveloping the entire meeting room.
At this moment, Qin Tian held Meng Kuang in one hand and resisted Zhao Baijing with the other, his expression unchanged.
"Meng Kuang, I told you, your little skill is like dust before me. With one breath, I can send you flying!"
Staring at Meng Kuang, after saying that, Qin Tian's right foot lashed out like a spring, delivering a kick to Meng Kuang's abdomen!
With Qin Tian controlling him, and believing Qin Tian wouldn't dare to act up with Zhao Baijing making a move, Meng Kuang wasn't prepared at all.
This kick carried tremendous power, and at the same time, Qin Tian released Meng Kuang's hand, thereby propelling him—
In an instant, like a kite, Meng Kuang was kicked violently by Qin Tian!
Usually, those kicked by Qin Tian flew a few meters before landing.
But this time, Meng Kuang flew farther, higher…
I want to fly higher…
Bang!
His entire body smashed through the meeting room's glass window and flew outside!
The meeting room was on the third floor, and everyone watching was dumbfounded as Meng Kuang flew out…
Falling from the third floor wasn't much, but Qin Tian's kick was more potent than a devastating blow, and after Meng Kuang landed, he wouldn't survive or would be crippled!
"Hiss..."
This time, the members of the Persian Gulf Team were stunned.
Especially Lambosky, who had always followed Meng Kuang, seeing him as the world's greatest expert.
Yet now, unexpectedly, Meng Kuang was so vulnerable. In front of Qin Tian, he was KOed in one move…
"Qin Tian! You're ruthless!"
Still clashing with Qin Tian, Zhao Baijing's face turned livid when he saw his disciple turned into a human kite.
Qin Tian's kick was so swift that Zhao Baijing didn't react in time to save Meng Kuang.
With a furious shout, Zhao Baijing surged his True Qi and instantly withdrew his palm, then dashed towards the window!
Simultaneously, Hu Zhengwei also rushed to the window.
Both reached the window, looked down, and saw Meng Kuang lying sprawled on the ground, motionless, a trickle of fresh blood seeping from below his body…
Looking at the situation, if Meng Kuang wasn't dead, he should be in a vegetative state.
"Go save him. Leave Qin Tian to me!"
Seeing his disciple in such a state, Zhao Baijing's face turned as cold as a zombie.
With clenched fists, he turned, his gaze filled with murderous intent towards Qin Tian.
"Qin Tian, today, it's either you or me!"
Zhao Baijing shouted violently, sneaking a glance at Boar and others too scared to speak, and coldly said:
"All of you, get out! If you don't, I'll slaughter you all too! Get out!"