Seven people were engaged in a chaotic battle, each strike delivered with ruthless intent.
To outsiders, Qin Hanchu's situation appeared extremely perilous. He seemed on the verge of defeat at any moment.
Such a scene filled Jin Hailu with even greater worry, her entire demeanor radiating intense unease.
From the crowd not far away, Wang Huandong clenched his fists, his heart filled with turmoil. Should he intervene and help Qin Hanchu, given how dangerous his predicament was? Even tangling up one of his opponents would alleviate some of Qin Hanchu's pressure.
However, this thought was quickly discarded. Beside Han Shouye, there were still many eighth-grade martial artists. While these individuals dared not directly confront Qin Hanchu, they possessed enough courage to deal with him!
"Qin Hanchu won't last much longer!" Jin Qiaomei exclaimed excitedly.
"He's surrounded now, there's no escape!" Chai Xiao guffawed.
At the Su family villa, the entire Su Yuanjiu family was watching the live battle via video call. Su Zeyan, holding a wine glass, smiled and said, "Judging by the situation, he won't last a few more minutes."
"It's a shame. If he had been more low-key, he could have undoubtedly become a master-level expert in the future," Su Yuanjiu lamented.
"Although he has done us a favor, his ambition is simply too great."
"After he dies, we can collect his body; that will be our way of repaying the favor," Su Fengxian said with a smile.
The Administrative Building. Wang Zhan was also watching remotely. Qin Hanchu's performance excited him immensely. While others couldn't discern Qin Hanchu's true strength, Wang Zhan could.
"He still knows how to conceal his true power, commendable!" Wang Zhan did not voice his thoughts aloud, merely offering silent praise.
"Lord Administrator, should we dispatch someone to protect him?"
"Such a martial prodigy could be entirely utilized by you."
"It would be too regrettable if he were to be killed."
Beside Wang Zhan sat a burly middle-aged man, his gaze filled with admiration as he looked at Qin Hanchu.
"These six brats can't kill him."
"Even you, sir, could not easily defeat him," Wang Zhan said with a smile.
"What? Could it be that he..." This burly middle-aged man was Wang Zhan's confidant, his strength having long since surpassed the ninth grade.
"He's merely playing with his prey, hiding his strength," Wang Zhan smiled.
"This... this is too terrifying!"
"Apart from the Asura King, I have never witnessed such a prodigy!" the burly middle-aged man exclaimed in shock.
"He is the Little Asura King!" Wang Zhan's tone turned serious!
What? The burly middle-aged man was stunned, failing to react for a considerable time. How important were the words "Asura King" to Wang Zhan, that he would describe Qin Hanchu as the "Little Asura King"? Unless...
*Clang!*
The burly middle-aged man shot up, looking at Qin Hanchu in disbelief, "He..."
Wang Zhan raised his hand, preventing the middle-aged man from speaking, and then said, "This matter must be kept buried. Do not approach him proactively, do you understand?"
The burly middle-aged man's eyes reddened, and he suppressed the excitement in his heart, nodding repeatedly, "Understood!"
"Sit down and continue to enjoy this young man's performance."
"Look, he's about to counterattack!" Wang Zhan said with a smile.
On the large screen, Zhang Haotian suddenly flew backward, crashing to the ground and spitting blood. As for Qin Hanchu's movements, no one could even discern them. Due to the camera angle, even Wang Zhan and the other man couldn't see the specific actions.
Outside the Han family manor, the crowd cried out in surprise. No one had expected the previously precarious Qin Hanchu to have executed a counter-kill. Although Zhang Haotian was not dead yet, he was severely injured and temporarily incapacitated. With Zhang Haotian out of the fight, the remaining five opponents faced increased pressure.
"I won't play with you any longer!" Qin Hanchu declared, suddenly throwing a spherical object onto the ground.
*Bang!*
As the sphere burst, white smoke enveloped Qin Hanchu and the other six.
"He's trying to escape! Surround him!" Han Shouye shouted to the eighth-grade martial artists. These individuals, while hesitant to directly confront Qin Hanchu, were willing to surround the battle area.
However, the crowd did not see Qin Hanchu emerge. As the smoke cleared, Qin Hanchu stood in place with his arms crossed. The Ghost King Seven and the other four were dispersed around him, still encircling him.
"We're all wearing gas masks, do you think this poison smoke will be effective?" Ghost King Seven roared with laughter.
"No, that's corrosive poison powder! Wash it off quickly with clean water!" At this moment, an eighth-grade martial artist exclaimed in alarm. This eighth-grade martial artist was Scorpion, who specialized in poisons!
"Finally, someone who knows their stuff," Qin Hanchu said with a smile. "If you don't wash it off with water within thirty seconds, you'll experience burning pain all over your body, to the point of unbearable agony!"
Upon hearing this, Fen Qin and the other four's eyes were filled with terror. Six or seven seconds had already passed, and they had no time to find clean water to rinse with.
"Despicable! To use such a method!" Ghost King Seven roared in anger.
"So, you six ganging up on me is considered honorable?" Qin Hanchu retorted with a mocking smile.
*Ah...*
Just then, Fen Qin let out a cry of agony. Her skin turned a fiery red, as if it were burning. Immediately after, Ghost King Seven and the other four also screamed in pain, collapsing to the ground and writhing.
This... The eighth-grade martial artists surrounding Qin Hanchu hastily retreated, their eyes filled with terror as they looked at him. They had thought wearing gas masks would suffice, but they never expected Qin Hanchu to possess a poison that affected the skin.
"Scorpion, save them quickly!" Han Shouye shouted.
"I've only heard of it, I don't have an antidote," Scorpion replied helplessly.
It's over! Han Shouye and the other members of the Han family were seized by fear. Without the protection of a ninth-grade expert, who could stop Qin Hanchu? These eighth-grade martial artists were utterly unreliable.
The surrounding onlookers stood stunned. No one had anticipated such a turn of events. They had all believed Qin Hanchu was finished, only to realize he was merely toying with them.
"He still can't be killed? Do we need to invite a Grandmaster to deal with him?" Chai Xiao said, clenching his fists in frustration.
"We absolutely must not make an enemy of him. All members of the Chai family, remember not to provoke him," Chai Xiao's father said fearfully.
Madam Jin, filled with immense regret, wondered why she had antagonized Qin Hanchu when he was so powerful. With the protection of such a formidable expert, how difficult would it be for the Jin family to rise?
Seeing Qin Hanchu resolve the crisis, Wang Huandong finally relaxed, muttering to himself, "Isn't his ultimate reliance still poison?" Jin Hailu stared blankly at Qin Hanchu. This man, who appeared arrogant and unrestrained, had actually been in control of everything all along. In other words, Qin Hanchu wasn't arrogant; it was simply that they couldn't comprehend his power.
"If I had known he was this powerful, why would I have broken my promise and aligned myself with the Han family!" Lin Wansheng lamented, looking at Qin Hanchu in the arena.
"If I had agreed to be his woman, would he still accept me?" Lin Jiaxue murmured softly.
At the Su family villa, Su Yuanjiu trembled with fear, hastily stating, "Hurry and deliver the contract. We absolutely must not anger him! He can save me, and he can also kill me!"