Chapter 43: A Slap

Who is Yang Shi?

One of the top experts of the Yang family, he entered the eighth level of Qi Gong at an early age, achieving a state of mastery. He was a figure that many younger generations looked up to. Three months ago, Yang Qi was merely at the fifth level of Qi Gong, the Explosive Qi realm. Now, he was to face off against Yang Shi after just three months? This was simply impossible.

Even the many figures in the Council of Elders felt that Yang Qi was too arrogant and presumptuous.

"Yang Qi, step down!" Yang Zhou shouted, "When elders are speaking, you must observe some rules. This is the family law of the Yang family."

"Family law?" Yang Qi was not the least bit courteous to Yang Zhou, "Yang Shi has repeatedly tried to usurp my father's position as the head of the family, even claiming that I am possessed by a demon. If I don't prove my innocence, I might be directly crippled. Does the family law stipulate that one cannot resist when defamed?"

"Bold."

Yang Xing Shi's eyes shot out a cold gaze, "Whether you are possessed by a demon, we will naturally check. Yang Zhou is older than your grandfather. How can you be so disrespectful?"

"In this world, it's all about reason." Yang Qi faced Yang Xing Shi without any humility or arrogance. With his formidable strength, he naturally had the confidence. His tone was very calm, "I am merely speaking the truth. Where is the disrespect to the elders?"

He might as well not have said it. With such a calm and composed manner, Yang Shi and others were simply burning with anger: "Little brat, you are even disrespectful to the Great Elder. Is this the etiquette that Yang Zhan taught you?"

"Ancestor."

At this moment, Yang Honglie, who had been quietly standing by, stepped forward and said to Yang Xing Shi, "I have a three-month agreement with Yang Qi to compete during the autumn hunt. Since he is disrespectful to the elders, the elders don't need to punish him. Let me handle it."

Yang Honglie, with a purple aura on his face, stood in front of Yang Qi. His entire body's Qi Gong was in motion, and a purple aura began to circulate, turning his Qi Gong into a purple-gold color.

"Yang Honglie is indeed our Yang family's top genius. In such a short time, he has cultivated to the eighth level of Qi Gong. He will likely enter the Qi Sect realm faster than Yang Zhan."

"Indeed, let Yang Honglie teach this boy a lesson."

"Yang Qi is too arrogant, causing great trouble for the family. He even disrespects the elders. Isn't he relying on Yang Zhan's cultivation of the Qi Sect? Now, with the younger generation fighting, Yang Zhan has no excuse to interfere."

"Yang Honglie obtained the Purple Mist Pill. He once had a fortuitous encounter, finding a secret manual of the Purple Mist Divine Skill in a cave, a King-level Qi Gong! He didn't dare to take the Purple Mist Pill before, but now that his cultivation is complete, taking it will further advance him."

"Doesn't that mean Yang Qi has even less hope?"

Many experts of the Yang family were discussing. In their perception, Yang Honglie was already a genius in the family, and he had a fortuitous encounter, cultivating a King-level Qi Gong.

The Yang family itself did not have a King-level Qi Gong.

Only by cultivating a King-level Qi Gong could one hope to break through to the Qi Sect realm and reach the Life Seizing realm.

"Yang Qi, this time I will teach you a lesson for being disrespectful to the elders. You must force the demon inside your body to show itself. It's better to cultivate through hard work rather than relying on a demon. In the end, you will become a demon yourself."

Yang Honglie said to Yang Qi.

"Is that so?" Yang Qi said casually, "Then go ahead and make your move. I'll let you have three moves."

"Let me have three moves?" Yang Honglie burst out laughing, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world: "Who do you think you are? I might let you have three moves." He was laughing out of anger, deeply provoked by Yang Qi's arrogance.

Many experts present secretly shook their heads, thinking that Yang Qi was indeed possessed by a demon, otherwise he wouldn't be so arrogant.

"Come on!"

Yang Qi beckoned with his fingers.

Yang Honglie's eyes flashed with killing intent, and the purple aura at his brow exploded. He suddenly pointed out, and instantly, purple light turned into sword energy, directly aiming for Yang Qi's heart, a move with a deadly intent.

A single move condensed Qi into a weapon, sword energy overflowing, and the purple mist sword energy shot out, revealing sword shadows everywhere, enveloping the entire area.

"Purple Mist from the East!"

But in the next moment, the purple sword energy enveloped and missed, slicing through the air, while Yang Qi was three steps away. No one saw how he dodged.

Huh?

Even the Qi Sect elder Yang Xing Shi's eyebrows twitched.

"First move, Yang Honglie. You have two more moves, use them well." Yang Qi was calm and composed, speaking slowly.

"How dare you, kill him." Yang Honglie's face was twisted, his body charging forward. His hands crossed horizontally and vertically, and Qi Gong tore through the air, actually writing a "kill" character in the air.

The "kill" character was formed by condensed Qi Gong, carrying a thunderous explosion, like gunpowder exploding, creating a deep pit on the ground.

But the location of the deep pit, Yang Qi had already disappeared.

"That's the second move."

Yang Qi was already behind Yang Honglie, no one knew when he had moved there.

"Heart Piercing Kill." Without hesitation, Yang Honglie performed a large python flip, his hand forming a claw, his fingers scraping together, and true Qi condensed into several yards-long hooks, aiming to dig out Yang Qi's heart.

Unfortunately, Yang Qi took another step forward.

The Heart Piercing Kill missed.

"The third move is over, I'm going to make my move. Yang Honglie, be careful." Yang Qi's voice came again.

"Boy, I'll show you my true King-level Qi Gong, the Purple Mist Divine Skill." Yang Honglie roared, his body retreating, a series of purple lights enveloping his body. Behind him, a purple rainbow intertwined, like a dragon roaring, "Purple Dragon Ascends!"

"Purple Dragon Ascends? Is that the move? What a powerful force."

"The ground is cracking."

Many people saw the ground cracking, as if an earthquake or a mountain collapse was happening. The purple dragon behind him intertwined, and the momentum reached its peak.

"Purple Dragon Ascends? Fine, I'll make my move. This must be your strongest move, right?" As Yang Qi spoke, he slapped.

The slap was so powerful that everyone felt the air around them being sucked away. Everyone saw a huge palm flash in the air.

Ah!

A scream.

All the purple aura shattered, the purple dragon let out a mournful cry, then broke into pieces.

Ah!

Yang Honglie flew straight out, spewing blood, and fell to the ground, his face swollen.

He had a strong momentum, a move that could tear the earth, but was simply knocked down by Yang Qi's simple slap.

"Waste." Yang Qi shook his head, folding his arms, looking at Yang Honglie, who had been knocked down by his slap, "You can't even withstand my one slap, and you call yourself the Yang family's top genius? What good is the Purple Mist Pill if you're useless?"

"You..." Yang Honglie still couldn't believe his defeat. He struggled to get up, but his entire body's meridians ached as if they were about to tear.

Yang Qi's hand was light, he didn't easily kill, this move only injured Yang Honglie. Otherwise, he could have turned him into a pile of meat with one palm.

He was now merciful, not easily taking lives.

"Rest for three months, and you'll gradually recover. After all, you are a member of the Yang family, and I haven't crippled your martial arts." Yang Qi said again.

"I hate it..." Yang Honglie, hearing these words, felt a great humiliation to his pride. His throat made a choking sound, and he fainted.

"Monster! How dare you attack our Yang family disciple."

At this moment, Yang Shi made his move.

"Ice Seal for a Thousand Miles!"

His Ice Qi Gong burst out in an instant, and frost descended. The extremely cold true Qi formed a prison, attacking Yang Qi from behind.

This attack was unexpected and premeditated, like a world-class assassin striking with blood splattering five steps away, sinister and vicious. Even Yang Zhan didn't react in time.

He used the strongest move of his Ice Qi Gong, Ice Seal for a Thousand Miles, and when he made his move, he directly called Yang Qi a monster, giving him an excuse to slay demons, without mentioning that Yang Qi was a Yang family disciple. His intentions were truly malicious.

"Qi'er!"

Yang Zhan roared, but it was too late.

The other branch family leaders and even the elders didn't react in time.

Boom!

The Ice Seal for a Thousand Miles Qi Gong directly hit Yang Qi's body.

Everyone saw that the Ice Qi Gong, which could freeze a small stream, hit Yang Qi's body without causing any harm, and it crumbled like a gentle breeze.

Yang Qi suddenly made his move.

Another slap.

This time, the palm shot up, true Qi surging, like lightning, and fiercely slapped Yang Shi's face.

The Ice Qi Gong and Ice Armor on Yang Shi's body shattered, and his head was almost turned around. His mouth spewed out all his teeth, and his body was thrown into the air, then hit the rocks on the canyon and rolled down.

Whoosh!

A whirlwind flashed, and Yang Qi appeared on the ground where Yang Shi had fallen, stepping on his dantian and abdomen.

"Yang Shi, you brought this upon yourself. As an elder, you silently and secretly attacked. Are you even human?" Yang Qi stepped on Yang Shi, looking at his toothless mouth, "You are just like Yang Honglie, a waste. You can't even withstand my one slap."

"Yang Qi... how... how can you..."

Yang Shi, stepped on, couldn't move, feeling immense humiliation. But he was even more shocked. Why was Yang Qi so powerful? Just one slap knocked him down, and he couldn't even see what Qi Gong he used, reaching a level of turning the mundane into the miraculous.

"Didn't you think of it? You thought that reaching the eighth level of Qi Gong would suppress me? Without my father's help, I can deal with you. You want to usurp my father's position as the head of the family? Fine, I'll cripple your Qi Gong to prevent you from disrupting the family's peace in the future."

Yang Qi was about to input true Qi into Yang Shi's dantian to destroy his Qi Sea.

"Stop!"

A loud roar echoed, like a lion, with supreme authority. The voice carried the shock of Qi Gong, making people feel stiff when they heard it.

It was the "Lion Roar Qi Gong" of the Yang family's ancestor, Yang Xing Shi. One roar could shake a person's soul, even reaching the level of sound as a weapon.

If someone had weak Qi Gong, they would obediently follow his lion roar.