Chapter 25: Confronting the Chen Family

With just a casual palm strike, Chen Qing, the outstanding young talent of the Chen family, along with his subordinates, was sent flying, and the magnificent sedan chair was smashed to pieces.

Yang Qi watched as each person fell to the ground, dusting off his clothes, "Worthless, to dare be arrogant in front of me? The young talents the Chen family sent to this gathering are nothing but trash."

Yang Qi's dominance and authority were evident, as if no one else was around. In recent days, the decline and loss of power of the Yang family had been widely discussed in Yandu City. Many merchants who had business dealings with the Yang family had turned against them, and the businesses of his older brothers, Yang Yunchong and Yang Hualong, had faced significant obstacles.

Now, Yang Qi was being so domineering and powerful to establish an image in Yandu City that the Yang family had not fallen and still had a strong vitality. He believed that his actions would soon spread throughout the city, and the Yang family's business would change because of this.

"Defeated? Chen Qing, the young talent of the Chen family, was defeated in one move? Or half a move? What a powerful true qi? What level has Yang Qi's cultivation reached? To injure from a distance, it must be at least the fifth level of explosive qi."

"I didn't see his cultivation level clearly either. I just saw him wave his hand, and it seemed like a palm print was launched, turning Chen Qing and his subordinates into this state. The Chen family will not let this go easily. This time, the Chen family didn't just send Chen Qing."

"Let's watch from the sidelines. It seems that Yang Qi has not only recovered his martial arts but has also made great progress."

At first, this scene was shocking, but gradually, the young talents of the noble families became solemn, realizing that Yang Qi was a formidable opponent. They all had the intention of watching the conflict between him and the Chen family from a distance.

"What's going on?"

At the same time, other members of the Chen family gathered, and some servants quickly helped Chen Qing and his subordinates, treating their injuries. The other experts glared at Yang Qi with anger.

"Yang Qi, you have a lot of nerve. At this gathering at the City Lord's residence, you actually dare to use such vicious means! Deliberately causing trouble, challenging the authority of the City Lord's residence, it seems you haven't been punished enough!" A young man, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, walked over calmly, immediately putting a heavy cap on Yang Qi.

"This is Chen Miejin, the top young talent of the Chen family. It is said that he has been devoted to martial arts since childhood, showing the potential and talent of a genius. He has never married or had children, and it is rumored that he has vowed not to marry until he reaches the Qi Master level. He is already a strong cultivator at the seventh level of Qi Gong, comparable only to Yang Honglie in the Yang family."

As soon as this young man appeared, the surrounding experts felt a suffocating pressure. The aura he emitted was like a high mountain and flowing water, a deep well, and his words were sharp, forcing people into a corner.

He spoke to Yang Qi with a smile, a glint of killing intent flashing in his eyes, each word a heavy cap, pushing Yang Qi to oppose the City Lord.

"Deliberately causing trouble?" Yang Qi said nonchalantly, "This time, Chen Qing was the one who first used the Whirlwind Qi Gong to threaten me. I was just retaliating. If anyone was causing trouble, it was your Chen family first."

"My brother Chen Qing was just greeting you. You went mad and used a sneak attack to injure him." Chen Miejin's smile disappeared, replaced by a cold, icy expression, and a powerful aura of pressure emanated from him. He directly accused Yang Qi of a sneak attack, covering up the fact that the Chen family was inferior in skill: "But today is the City Lord's banquet. I will deal with you after I see City Lord Yan. Now, kneel down and apologize to the Chen family, and offer ten million Qi Gathering Pills as compensation for my brother's injuries, and I will spare you."

"Good guy... kneel down and admit fault, and offer ten million Qi Gathering Pills. This is a declaration of war against the Yang family. Everyone knows that this compensation will bankrupt the Yang family, making it difficult to even supply the daily Qi Gathering Pills for the servants and guards."

"Yes, a few days ago, I saw the Yang family transporting large amounts of rice and meat into their home. These coarse foods are for the poorest of the poor. Our noble families take Qi Gathering Pills. It seems the Yang family's expenses are too high, and they can no longer support themselves. If this continues, the Yang family's servants will all leave. After all, they joined the noble families for the Qi Gathering Pills."

"This time, the Chen family is openly challenging the Yang family. But recently, the Yang family has been struggling, and it's time to kick them while they're down." Some young talents whispered to each other.

"What do you think?"

Chen Miejin crossed his arms, looking relaxed but with a thick aura of killing intent, "If you don't kneel down and admit fault today, I don't mind disabling your Qi Gong again. Let's see if your aunt, who studies at the Heavenly Position Academy, can find you the spiritual medicine to recover."

"Disable my Qi Gong again?" Yang Qi laughed, "Why don't you try? Not just you, even the Chen family head, Chen Dalai, wouldn't have the qualifications."

Chen Dalai, the head of the Chen family, was a peak eighth-level Qi Master, with a formidable reputation, having been in charge for over twenty years. However, what Yang Qi said was true. After killing the white ape, his cultivation had increased, and only a Qi Master could pose a threat to him.

But to others, these words were arrogant, completely arrogant. No matter how talented a young talent was, they couldn't be compared to the head of a family. These words were a direct challenge to the authority of the Chen family head, a slap in the face of all the Chen family's experts.

Just for these words, the Chen family could launch a large-scale conflict, leading to a feud between the two families.

"Damn it!"

"Kill him, disable him. He's tired of living."

"This is a great humiliation. How dare he insult the head of our Chen family? No one can tolerate him. What a fine son, raised by an old beast." The Chen family members shouted in anger.

"Hmm?" Yang Qi's eyes flickered, his body crackling with the sound of bones, and he scanned the Chen family members, "Who was it just now? Who spoke so arrogantly? Who insulted my father? Come out quickly and kneel. I'll give you a full body. Are the Chen family's servants tired of living?"

"You!"

Hearing this, Chen Miejin was almost speechless, his cold expression turning fierce, "Yang Qi, since you want to die, I'll grant your wish. Whirlwind Dragon Tiger!"

With a shout, the form of a wind dragon and wind tiger appeared behind Chen Miejin, clouds following the dragon, wind following the tiger. In an instant, this top young talent of the Chen family seemed to have the power of a dragon and tiger, splitting the air with a powerful strike.

Buzz!

A massive wave of qi rushed toward Yang Qi in an instant.

This wave of qi split the air, rumbling as it moved, causing the ground to crack wherever it passed, as if struck by a heavy hammer. Imagine what would happen if it hit a person's body; it would likely tear them apart.

The wave of qi struck Yang Qi's body in an instant, but it did not tear him apart or shatter his body. Instead, it was like hitting a large bell, and a resonant bell sound echoed out, while Yang Qi's body remained unmoving.

"Golden Bell Cover?"

Chen Miejin was taken aback.

Swish! Yang Qi was already in front of him, colliding with him. The speed was so fast that Chen Miejin didn't even have time to react, and he was struck by Yang Qi's protective true qi.

With a pop, the protective qi shattered, and Chen Miejin spat blood, falling to the ground. The Golden Bell Cover on Yang Qi's body slowly dissipated, and he stepped on Chen Miejin's dantian qi sea.

"How can this be? I'm at the seventh level of Qi Gong..." Chen Miejin struggled desperately, but to no avail. Yang Qi's foot was like an elephant's leg, pinning him down.

"Is the seventh level of Qi Gong so impressive?" Yang Qi said coldly, "I said before, even if the Chen family head, Chen Dalai, came, it wouldn't matter. Your Chen family insulted me first, wanting to disable my Qi Gong? Fine, I'll return the favor and disable your qi sea, making you a commoner for life."

As he spoke, Yang Qi lifted his foot in front of everyone, ready to stomp down.

If he really stomped down, Chen Miejin's martial arts would be completely disabled, and his qi sea would be destroyed.

"Stop!"

At that moment, a loud shout came from the city gate, followed by a towering figure in full steel armor, like a war devil. It was Luo Hun, the commander of the City Lord's guards.

It was this Luo Hun who had once disabled Yang Qi's qi sea. If not for being struck by lightning, Yang Qi would still be a commoner, enduring humiliation.

Luo Hun's cultivation in Qi Gong was the best in all of Yandu City, even surpassing the heads of some noble families. He had a nickname, "Iron Armor Devil."

This meant that he wore a suit of cold iron armor all year round, never taking it off except to bathe. It seemed he was cultivating some strange technique. Every time he acted, it was devilishly cruel, and he was a loyal servant of City Lord Yan Gufeng.

In fact, Yang Qi had long noticed that whenever he had a conflict with the Chen family, Luo Hun would secretly observe from within the city.

Now, at this critical moment, Luo Hun had come to stop him.

But hearing Luo Hun's warning, Yang Qi only smiled coldly and continued to press his foot down, determined to disable Chen Miejin's qi sea, daring anyone to stop him.

"Bold!"

Luo Hun's face changed, seeing that Yang Qi ignored his command. His eyebrows straightened like swords, and his eyes were full of sharpness. Anyone who met his gaze felt a pain like being cut by a knife. This was the "Eye Strike" effect of reaching the eighth level of Qi Gong.

With a roar, the sound waves were like a fierce wind, and he pushed his palm forward, sending a surge of qi like a flood, descending upon Yang Qi's back. The speed of his attack was astonishing.