My husband Can Cultivate-Chapter 200: You Should Just Be an Ordinary Person!
The Song Family was quite disgruntled. Everything had been settled, with Li Qingyan all set to join their Kang City Commerce Alliance, but now, an unexpected complication had arisen. Of course, they were not pleased.
Even Li Qingyan frowned and said, "I think you should give up. Not just anyone is qualified to hire me. If you get killed, it would be my fault."
Wang He also advised, "Mr. Yang, just let it go. This Song Yan is truly difficult to deal with."
"Thank you both for your concern. But in my eyes, he’s just a lamb to the slaughter." Yang Qi still had his hands clasped behind his back, looking as if he didn’t even plan on using them.
"Fine, if you want to fight, so be it," Li Qingyan said, somewhat annoyed. "But if something happens to you, I won’t be held responsible." She was trying to be kind, but Yang Qi simply wouldn’t listen.
Wang He could only manage a bitter smile. He knew Yang Qi’s temperament all too well. If he really decided to act, no one could stop him.
"Hehe, kid, since you want to fight, it won’t be so easy to back out," Song Yan said with a cold laugh. "Why don’t we bet our lives? If you lose, you leave your life here. It will be a duel to the death."
"Let’s forget a duel to the death. I don’t want to dirty this place." The Tian Nan Martial Arts Hall was Wang Nantian’s territory, and he had to show him some respect.
"Hahaha, I think you’re just afraid of dying, aren’t you?" Song Yan laughed boisterously.
"We don’t have to bet on our lives. We can bet on something else," Yang Qi said with a faint smile. "Let’s add a little stake to make it interesting. The loser gives the winner ten million Dragon Coins. How about it?"
"I don’t care about that paltry sum. If you lose, I’ll beat you to death," Song Yan sneered.
"Very well. Since it has come to this, I’ll just have to cripple you." A hint of killing intent flashed in Yang Qi’s eyes, but he ultimately reined it in. Killing someone in the Tian Nan Martial Arts Hall would be a bad omen. Crippling him will suffice.
"Brother Song, take him down! Teach him to know his place!"
"Make him get on his knees and beg for mercy!"
"Let’s see how long he can keep up that arrogance!"
The supporters from the Kang City Commerce Alliance all began to shout.
Song Yan let out a cold laugh as his Inner Strength erupted from his entire body. In contrast, Yang Qi stood with his hands still clasped behind his back, looking calm and composed. He looked more like he was meeting an old friend than preparing for a fight.
Liang Jun sneered disdainfully, "What a show-off. Let’s see how you keep up that act in a moment. I was originally going to have Yang Peng deal with you, but since you dared to provoke Song Yan, you’re just courting death."
"Begin!"
At Wang He’s loud command, Song Yan launched his attack first. He had no intention of letting Yang Qi escape, so he opened with a terrifying killing blow from the very start. No matter how powerful Yang Qi was, he intended to crush him completely.
He threw a punch, fiercely powerful, like a massive hammer.
Neither Liu Tie nor Zhao San could have taken that punch. If they had, they would have been severely injured.
Wang He couldn’t help but feel nervous, and Li Qingyan covered her mouth. Although she enjoyed watching sparring matches, she certainly didn’t want to see anyone get killed.
However, Yang Qi remained completely unflustered, a faint smile still on his lips. He was perfectly composed and at ease, as if he were watching a dance performance rather than facing a terrifying attack. This was his confidence. He was simply stronger than his opponent.
"Aren’t you going to stop them?" Li Qingyan asked anxiously.
She turned to see Wang He give a bitter smile. Him? Ask them to stop? Who would listen to him?
Just then, Yang Qi finally spoke. "With such meager skill, you dare to speak of killing me? How reckless."
After speaking, Yang Qi suddenly moved. His body flickered slightly, and then one foot shot out and tripped Song Yan. The fierce strike missed completely. Already off-balance, Song Yan was sent sprawling by Yang Qi’s trip and landed in a genuine face-plant.
Everyone watched, dumbfounded. Song Yan had taken quite a fall. Weighing in at over three hundred pounds, the fall was harsh, even with the padded ring floor. Crucially, he landed right on his nose, and blood began to gush.
"I’ll kill you!"
A mere nosebleed was nothing to Song Yan. He scrambled up from the floor, enraged to the extreme. Being publicly humiliated by a nobody was simply unbearable.
"You’ve said that more than once. It’s getting boring, you know?" Yang Qi said indifferently.
"If you’ve got any guts, you won’t dodge!" Song Yan bellowed.
"Alright, I won’t dodge. Come on." A flicker of disdain showed in Yang Qi’s eyes. He could gauge Song Yan’s depth with a single glance. Among Second Rank Great Grandmasters, he was indeed very strong, practically invincible. Unfortunately for him, Yang Qi was not a Martial Artist. He was a Cultivator. At the First Layer of Foundation Establishment, he still held an overwhelming advantage against a Second Rank Great Grandmaster.
"This kid really is courting death. He’s not going to dodge? That was just a lucky shot before, relying on his speed. How could he possibly win in a head-on clash?" Liang Jun scoffed.
Liu Tie also shook his head. "This man is too arrogant. He’s fallen for Song Yan’s goading."
"Indeed. Pitting one’s weakness against an opponent’s strength is a foolish move," Zhao San added, shaking his head. He knew Yang Qi was a friend of Zhao Xiong’s and truly couldn’t bear to watch him get killed. He couldn’t help but shout, "Mr. Yang, you don’t have to listen to him! Evasion is a skill in itself!"
"It’s fine. Only by defeating him using his own preferred method will he be thoroughly convinced," Yang Qi stated calmly.
This guy... he’s so proud! Li Qingyan began to reassess Yang Qi. At first, she thought he was just a reckless idiot. But now, things were different. Yang Qi’s domineering confidence was actually leaving her feeling a bit dazed. It was truly rare to encounter such a man in a small place like this.
"Kill!"
At that moment, on the stage, Song Yan roared and charged forward. His fists gathered a golden light as his Inner Strength projected outwards, creating a terrifying Fist Power far more dreadful than his previous attack.
Yang Qi didn’t move. He just watched, as if he were scared stiff.
It wasn’t until the very instant Song Yan reached him that Yang Qi slowly raised his right hand and pointed a single finger forward.
Everyone thought Yang Qi’s finger was about to be broken.
BOOM!
With a deafening sound, Yang Qi’s finger remained intact. It was Song Yan who was sent flying, slamming hard against the protective ropes of the ring before tumbling to the floor. One of his arms hung limply at his side. It was broken.
"You’re strong. Unfortunately for you, you provoked the wrong person."
Yang Qi’s body slowly began to rise from the ring floor, hovering a meter in the air. He then extended his right hand. "This next blow will shatter your defense and cripple your Cultivation!"
He waved his right hand down lightly.
From over ten meters away, everyone saw what looked like a massive war blade slashing down.
CRACK!
With a thunderous sound, Song Yan let out a shriek like a pig being slaughtered. His Stone Skin shattered on impact, and a terrifying Powerful Energy invaded his body, destroying his meridians.
Crippled! He was crippled!
"With a little bit of power, you go around harming people." Yang Qi glanced coldly at Song Yan. "You’re better off as an ordinary person." He then turned and walked toward Li Qingyan. "Miss Li, you will keep your word, won’t you?"
Li Qingyan could only stare blankly at the scene, still in a daze.
