Because Qin Mo was coming again!
"This punch is for those in the main line your father killed."
Bang!
This punch landed on the saber covering Qin Ruan’s chest. Of course, he could see it, but he didn’t care. What was a saber covering his chest?
The sound of the saber breaking echoed, and as for Qin Ruan, he flew backward, tumbling on the ground several times before coming to a halt.
Some wanted to assist, but were stopped by a single command from Qin Mo.
"Who dares to help!"
The branch family, no one dared to move.
Because Qin Mo’s momentum was terrifying, like a giant beast, and when his eyes swept toward them, they couldn’t help but shiver.
Qin Mo slowly walked over, then crouched down, looking at the pale-faced Qin Ruan with an expression as calm as water, "I said you should be grateful there’s no second trial, otherwise, today it wouldn’t be just a few hundred people watching you make a fool of yourself, but tens of thousands on Flying Fish Island. Well, can you still stand? I only used thirty percent of my strength and didn’t even use martial arts."
"You..."
Qin Ruan gritted his teeth, straining to hold himself up.
"Still won’t concede?"
"Then I have a third punch for you. This punch, I’m planning to use fifty percent of my strength, and it’s for Grandpa Qin Tian. Whether you survive or not depends on your luck."
Without giving Qin Ruan a chance to reply, Qin Mo was already raising his fist.
"You dare!"
A voice of admonishment suddenly rang beside his ear, but Qin Mo had no intention of stopping.
Bang!
This punch landed squarely on the arms Qin Ruan used to shield himself.
Without any suspense, Qin Ruan was dragged away on the ground as if by a wild beast, creating a trench in the earth before finally coming to a stop ten zhang away.
However, once he stopped, Qin Ruan was already motionless.
The two arms lay helplessly open on the ground.
In an instant, everyone fell silent.
Was he dead?
Or had he passed out?
People from the branch couldn’t help but look at Qin Mo, faces filled with intense surprise.
It was said that Qin Mo had joined a secluded sect, and they thought it was merely a rumor, a lie fabricated by the main line to boost morale.
It seemed now that he had not only joined a hidden sect but had received significant nurturing.
In just a few months, he had already reached heights they could not.
And the main line, after a brief silence, erupted in waves of applause and cheers. The days had been stifling enough for the main line, and today they finally felt a sense of pride.
"Powerful, Young Clan Leader!"
"Young Clan Leader!"
Amidst the waves of chants, Elder Shu also revealed a satisfied smile.
She chuckled softly, thinking to herself: No wonder this kid Qin Mo fell for a few provocations; he must have been waiting for this day.
An enemy once considered unbeatable.
Today couldn’t take even a single punch.
It was truly a thrilling sight.
"Courting death!"
But just then, the sound of a Meridian Gate opening echoed.
Only ten steps away from Qin Mo, but a hundred steps from Elder Shu!