Chapter 41: Not Only Will I Humiliate You, But I'll Also Beat You Up

  Today, a friend joked with me, saying that the two extras I arranged were named Ling Tian and Ye Feng. Readers familiar with Starting Point know that these names are extremely well-known and are said to be the most frequently used protagonist names in Starting Point works. Let's take these names that are accustomed to being protagonists and have them play extras instead. After all, being a green leaf isn't bad either! I declare that this is absolutely not malicious, just joking around. Also, today's fifth update has arrived, but it seems like the enthusiasm of my brothers has fizzled out. Eight hundred votes per day is my goal for this week. Can it be achieved? We'll have to wait and see!

  Qin Wushuang's attitude not only enraged Ling Tian, but also almost offended everyone on this side. Yun Qingyu still had some concerns, and seeing this situation was also regretful, no longer stopping him.

  Ye Feng smiled and said: "Ling Tian, being looked down upon by a child from a humble family, this feeling is something you've never experienced before, right?"

  Ling Tian's face turned red with rage as soon as he heard this, and he shouted loudly while jumping up and down: "You little brat, get out here!"

  Qin Wushuang's faint voice came from inside: "Want to challenge me? Wait here, I'll consider playing with you kids after I finish shopping. Ling Tian? Calling yourself such a domineering name, do you really think you can bully the heavens?"

  It's not just Ling Tian who is being ignored, even Ye Feng, who is high above, feels a little humiliated. With anger in his heart, he has already decided to teach this young man from a humble background a lesson. As someone who is already over 20 years old, being called a "little kid" by a newly graduated teenager from the Martial Arts Academy doesn't feel too good.

  Ling Tian shouted again: "You little brat, if you have what it takes, don't leave!"

  Qin Wushuang indeed did not leave, a person's endurance is limited. Qin Wushuang being well-cultivated does not mean he can achieve the state of spitting on his face and drying it himself, like Wan Jia Sheng Fo who always maintained a smile.

  Even if it's a mud-made Bodhisattva, there are still some earthly qualities.

  "Do you really want to fight me?" Qin Wushuang's voice was icy cold, his entire body tense like a drawn bow, straight and rigid, exuding an aura of sharpness.

  "I'd like to teach you a lesson."

  Ling Tian said he would fight and did so, without any aristocratic demeanor, punching Qin Wushuang right in the face.

  Qin Wushuang, what a character. Ling Tian's body didn't move, but he had already seen through the trick. A faint mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, without even looking at Ling Tian, he flashed over to Ling Tian's side with a carefree air.

  One punch hit empty air, and Ling Tian suddenly charged into the Yongsheng Jewelry Store. The wind from his fist was so strong that it shattered the counter, sending fragments flying everywhere, making a loud crashing sound.

  With a loud roar, three fists shot out in three directions, straight and fierce, taking the upper, middle, and lower routes. The wind howled with the punches, as if leaving no room for mercy or quarter, the teeth-gnashing, ferocious appearance was exactly what avenging his father's death looked like.

  Qin Wushuang's body was as light as a leaf, floating gently in the air, and with just a few flashes of movement.

  Bang!

  Bang! Bang!

  Fists flew wildly, each punch landing on the counter, causing chaos in the hall.

  Qin Wushuang seemed to be intentionally leading Ling Tian's fists in a continuous attack, each fist appearing to only miss by a hair's breadth, but ultimately returning without success. However, the wind from his fists was instead causing the Yongsheng Jewelry Store to sink deeper into the abyss of disaster.

  Fists and shadows are everywhere, the wind is howling, the momentum is indeed astonishing. However—

  In the end, Ling Tian was almost in tears. Looking at the devastated jewelry store, he also knew that this disaster had gone too far. But the current situation had already reached a point of no return. What made him so angry that he almost vomited blood was that his crazy offensive had almost exhausted himself, yet he hadn't even touched the corner of his opponent's clothes.

  "Kid, besides running away, don't you have any other skills?" Ling Tian's mind was already on the verge of collapse.

  Qin Wushuang stood calmly in the hall, glanced at the devastated jewelry store and said with a hint of mockery: "So, your purpose of practicing boxing isn't to fight people, but to cause destruction. What deep grudge do you have against this Yongsheng Jewelry Store that you must demolish it to death?"

  Qin Wushuang was secretly delighted, his heart full of schadenfreude. This plan to kill two birds with one stone was truly satisfying. Not only could he tease Ling Tian, but also use him to take down the arrogant Muye Jewelry Store. What's not to love about that?

  As the hall was already in shambles, Qin Wushuang said with a "remorseful" face to the store clerk who was trembling in the corner: "Look at this, this is what you consider a noble and respectable aristocrat. They smashed the place without any grudges against us. Now do you know who's good and who's bad?"

  The shop assistant let out a loud "wow" and began wailing loudly.

  Qin Wushuang innocently spread out his hands and said leisurely, "Ling Tian, isn't it? You've been fighting for so long, aren't you tired? Why not stop and rest for a bit, and think carefully about the matter of compensation?"

  Yun Qingyan angrily said: "Qin Wushuang, this is the result of your internal fighting. It's not just Ling Tian's fault alone. You want to shirk responsibility and be unreasonable!"

  Qin Wushuang had a wronged expression on his face, and called out to Chong Tianqu: "Cloud Big Sister, I didn't make a single move from start to finish. It was always this Ling Tian brother practicing alone. I really don't know why he has such a deep grudge against the Yongsheng Jewelry Store. As soon as he made his move, it was so ruthless and without mercy."

  "You... you're making excuses!"

  "What's the quibble?"

  "You said you didn't make a move, then what were you doing just now, dodging and jumping around?"

  Qin Wushuang smiled and said, "You're so enthusiastic, Brother Lingtian, demonstrating his unparalleled boxing skills in front of everyone. I couldn't just stand there and be his punching bag, could I? I dodged a few times, purely out of courtesy, not wanting to get caught up in the crossfire."

  By saying this, he completely cleared himself of any responsibility.

  Qin Yu suppressed a bellyful of laughter, couldn't help but feel delighted, only then did she realize that her younger brother was intentionally teasing this group of people, and at the same time also dampening the arrogance of Yong Sheng Jewelry Store.

  Ye Feng is the oldest and most mature leader among this group of people. Seeing this situation, he has already realized that Qin Wushuang is not as simple as he appears on the surface. He knows that Ling Tian is impulsive and has fallen into the other's trap.

  With a glance and a punch, he saw that there were not many precious jewels damaged in the hall. He said calmly: "I, Ye, will take full responsibility for all losses in the hall."

  Ling Tian looked at Ye Feng with a moved gaze, but received a profound and meaningful glance. Suddenly enlightened, he shouted: "Qin family's young master, you have guts! Let's go to a wider place for a battle!"

  Qin Wushuang's face, which had been smiling, suddenly turned cold and stern. "It seems you still haven't given up," he said. "Don't blame me for not reminding you earlier that before stepping onto the dueling arena, you should first consider how the two sons of the Zhang family died."

  Ye Feng and Ling Tian are obviously not nobles from the Luojiang County. Qin Wushuang is not interested in where they come from, but before the war begins, some necessary reminders can be said. After all, it's not worth making a fuss about such trivial matters.

  But the opponent insisted on fighting, and once they stepped onto the stage, they became Qin Wushuang's enemy. To his enemies, Qin Wushuang would never show mercy!

  "Less nonsense, let's settle this once and for all!"

  Ling Tian had completely lost his head in anger and stormed out.

  "Good grief! I've never kicked a widow's door, nor dug up an extinct family grave. Why do we have to fight to the death at every turn? We're all born of fathers and mothers, but it seems no one values their own life!"

  Vast expanse, Qin Wusuo stood calmly in the center of the arena, completely ignoring Ling Tian's ferocious glare, and said casually: "Alright, it ends here."

  A burst of resentment finally found its outlet.

  With a loud whoop, he sprang up from where he stood, soaring into the air. His body shot upwards, his legs stretching out as he kicked nine times in mid-air, his entire form unfolding like a butterfly spreading its wings, charging fiercely at Qin Wusuo.

  These nine legs, one on the left and one on the right, come in a continuous flow, with movements that are quite stylish and momentum that is astonishing.

  Nine Turns Falling Leaf Kick!

  This is Ling Tian's killing move, and it is also one of his lifelong learning's most exquisite moves.

  Driven by anger, he added a few more points of murderous aura to his nine-legged display, and his momentum was even more fierce than usual.

  Yun Qingyan's face was full of admiration as he applauded and said: "Ling Tian brother, great leg technique!"

  Qin Wushuang remained motionless, ignoring Ling Tian's flashy legwork. He slightly raised his head and pointed a finger into the air, with moderate force, making a "chi" sound as he shot it towards Ling Tian.

  Reincarnation of Nanzhong Dali Imperial Family's Ancient Martial Arts - Ningyang Finger!

  The next moment, Ling Tian, who was still self-satisfied, only felt a sharp pain in his ankle, like the pain of being pricked by a needle, which instantly spread throughout his entire leg.

  Bang!

  His leg went numb, and his center of gravity shifted, causing him to fall heavily to the ground with a very embarrassing "dog eating shit" posture, lying defeated on the ground.

  Qin Wushuang took a step forward, his foot trampling on Ling Tian's skull, and said coldly: "I don't care where you come from or what your background is. If you want to engage in a life-and-death duel with me, then you must have the awareness of death."

  Just as his foot was about to deliver the fatal blow, a low voice called out from behind him, "Wu Shuang, don't kill him."

  Qin Wushuang listened to his sister's words, hesitating whether to leave a hand, when suddenly a strong gust of wind blew from behind, a sharp palm wind struck from behind, directly targeting the vital part.

  Qin Wushuang's past life was a generation of masters, naturally he could hear everything. By listening to the wind, he knew that the sneak attacker was Ye Feng, and without turning his head, his right sleeve rolled up as if it had grown eyes, and with a loud palm strike, directly printed on Ye Feng's attacking position.

  Boom!

  Two palms collided, Qin Wu's palm strength surged, Nine Yang Palm eighth form - Eight Yang Scorched Wasteland.

  Dark energy spewed out, the extremely yang and true qi of the blazing sun pierced through the palm, directly invading Ye Feng's five organs and six viscera.

  Ye Feng took three steps back, his face suddenly turned white, and then quickly turned red. After changing like this for three times in a row, he finally calmed down and looked at Qin Wushuang with eyes full of vigilance, full of astonishment, and even a few parts of uncatchable fear.

  Qin Wushuang had always despised people who launched sneak attacks from behind, and was just about to exert his strength to trample Ling Tian to death.

  Just then, a familiar voice came from afar: "Musō Brothers, show mercy."

  In the distance, a figure in white clothes like snow, Daxi Ming, flew over quickly towards this side.

  Qin Wushuang let out a soft sigh and finally withdrew his fatal kick. It wasn't that he couldn't kill someone, nor was it that he feared anything, but since Da Xiyin had already spoken up, he had to give him some face.

  Da Xu Ming flew over at incredible speed, arriving in an instant. He glanced at Ye Feng, nodded his head, and without asking any questions, calmly said: "Wu Shuang brothers, these few people are my younger sister's classmates from the Chi Mu Wu Yuan, who have traveled far to attend my younger sister's birthday party. If there has been any offense, please forgive them for my sake, and let it pass with a smile, how about that?"

  Yun Qingyu and Yun Qianyan were both stunned. They all knew that Ling Tian was just a young master of an ordinary wealthy family from a neighboring county.

  But Ye Feng is a young master from the Nan Yun state city's aristocratic family. His status and position are in no way inferior to those of the Da Xi family! This is also the reason why her sisters deliberately fawned on him.

  But Da Xi Ming arrived on the scene and surprisingly directly asked Qin Wu Xiang for a favor. This scene suddenly left them stunned.

  Even Ye Feng, who was high above, looked at Da Xiyin in surprise, as if he thought that Da Xiyin had probably forgotten the difference in their identities.

  Da Xu Ming saw Ye Feng's somewhat accusatory gaze, but he didn't care at all and instead said calmly: "Brother Ye Feng, if you don't want to accumulate internal injuries and cause your meridians to become blocked, ruining your powers, then quickly spit out that mouthful of blood stuck in your throat."

  Ye Feng had been forcing himself to remain calm, not wanting to show weakness in front of his companions. But after being spoken to by Da Xu Ming, he could no longer hold it in and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood from his oral cavity with a loud "whooshing" sound.

  It's been so long!

  This mouthful of blood spurted out, and not only did the Yun sisters' faces change greatly, but even the eyes of the women who followed them, looking at Qin Wushuang, became complicated.