My husband Can Cultivate-Chapter 220 Iron Bone

"We agreed on a divorce. Why did you bring so many people?" Cao Zhendong asked, still somewhat worried. There were at least a dozen people on the other side, while they were only three. If they really start a fight, this will be trouble.

"Idiot, divorce?" Hao Ziyun sneered. "Don’t think I don’t know you’ve found the evidence. You want me to leave with nothing, right? No way in hell! If you die, everything you have becomes mine!"

Fan Xiuran glanced at Yang Qi. "You must be out of your mind to actually wait for us here!"

Yang Qi shook his head. "I have to protect my friend. As for you all, what are you trying to pull?"

Cao Zhendong looked at Yang Qi, deeply moved. He actually sees me as a friend, not a subordinate.

"Heh, how noble!" Zou Shengrong laughed. "Alright then, I’ll grant your wish. Today, I’ll let you die together!"

"Aren’t you afraid of retribution? Of the law?" Cao Zhendong couldn’t help but ask.

"Hahaha! Retribution? The law?" the trio burst into wild, triumphant laughter. "If such things existed, why have we been living so well for so long?"

"You’re truly shameless and beyond salvation!" Cao Zhendong shook his head, unable to comprehend how he could have ever trusted these three.

"Enough talk," Hao Ziyun said with a mocking smile. "I can give you one chance. Kneel and apologize. Perhaps I’ll let you go. I won’t kill you; I’ll just cripple you for life. Being crippled is better than being dead, right?"

As he spoke, the dozen or so men behind him stepped forward, surrounding the three of them. The Great Grandmaster didn’t stir, perhaps feeling there was no need for him to act today.

Cao Zhendong was truly terrified, his whole body trembling. He was facing over a dozen towering martial artists, each armed with a weapon. Seeing this, Hao Ziyun and the others roared with laughter, delighting in their opponent’s fear. However, their expressions soured when they saw Yang Qi’s calm demeanor.

"Yang Qi, why are you so smug!"

Yang Qi simply smiled, took a sip of tea, and said placidly, "Because I know you’re all finished. I’ll give you one chance. Kneel and end yourselves. That way, you can at least have a clean, comfortable death. Otherwise, you might not be so happy in a moment."

Seeing Yang Qi’s composure, Cao Zhendong suddenly found his courage. He shouted, "Hao Ziyun, Fan Xiuran, Zou Shengrong! If you three wretches end yourselves now, you’ll avoid a lot of pain. Otherwise, you will definitely regret this!"

Such shocking words left Hao Ziyun’s group completely stunned. Have these two really lost their minds? Don’t they see the situation they’re in, saying things like that?

Hao Ziyun’s patience ran out. He waved his hand and commanded, "Get them. Since these two fools refuse to kneel, let them die. Make them disappear from this world for good!"

"Do it!" Fan Xiuran ordered.

The dozen or so martial artists charged forward, but in the next moment, they all froze.

The Wolf King moved. In less than twenty seconds, all the martial artists were on the ground, half-dead and unable to even cry out in pain.

Frightened, Hao Ziyun and the others scrambled to hide behind the Great Grandmaster. They had never expected the Wolf King to be so formidable, taking down over a dozen trained fighters in the blink of an eye. This is unbelievable.

"Hmph, he’s just a Martial Arts Grandmaster. What’s there to fear? I could kill him with a single finger!" the Great Grandmaster snorted. He looked at the Wolf King and announced, "I am Iron Bone of Thunder City, and I don’t kill nobodies. My elder brother is Iron Heart. Surely you’ve heard of him? What’s your name?"

"You aren’t worthy of knowing my name," Yang Qi said as he stood up, waving for the Wolf King to step back. "However, since you want to fight, I’ll indulge you."

Looking at the twenty-something-year-old Yang Qi, Iron Bone revealed a sinister smile. What an ignorant brat, completely unaware of the immensity of heaven and earth. He’s learned a little martial arts and thinks he’s unrivaled. It’s a pity. He’s from a small place like Kang City, so maybe no one there really is his match. But he’s nothing more than a frog in a well, with no idea how terrifying the outside world truly is.

BOOM!

The next moment, Iron Bone’s entire body erupted with a furious aura as his Inner Strength was fully unleashed. A shimmer of visible energy enveloped his fists. I’ve seen and dealt with plenty of punks like Yang Qi. Today is just another routine job. This money is just too easy to earn.

"I advise you not to make a move," Yang Qi said, smiling at Iron Bone. "It wasn’t easy to reach the Great Grandmaster realm through Cultivation. There’s no need to throw your life away for someone else’s business."

"Yang Qi, stop posturing! Even if you’ve practiced martial arts, it’s only been for a few months. How strong can you possibly be?" Hao Ziyun mocked. "This is a Great Grandmaster! A Great Grandmaster! Do you even know what that means?"

"The trash is dead meat today!" Fan Xiuran and Zou Shengrong also sneered. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

"Kid, I’ll give you three minutes to prepare. Don’t say I’m bullying the weak," Iron Bone said arrogantly. He reveled in the feeling of being treated like a god. That sensation was truly marvelous.

"I don’t need any preparation to deal with you. Make your move," Yang Qi said with a beckoning gesture. "But remember this: you intend to kill me, so I won’t hold back."

"Hmph!" Iron Bone was taken aback. Yang Qi was far too composed. Is this kid really that confident? Or is he just looking down on me, treating me as nothing? A man has his pride, especially a Great Grandmaster. Murderous intent instantly flared within Iron Bone.

Yang Qi maintained his faint smile, not even bothering with more words. He simply gazed with disdain at Iron Bone’s face, which was now twisted with rage.

"Damn you!" Iron Bone roared, his pride clearly wounded. Yang Qi’s disdain made him abandon any thought of holding back.

His right fist, shrouded in a dazzling light like a miniature sun, carried a violent burst of Powerful Energy as it hurtled toward Yang Qi’s head. This was clearly a killing blow.

Cao Zhendong squeezed his eyes shut, unable to watch. The Wolf King frowned, his expression grim. Hao Ziyun and the other two, however, shouted with excitement.

As the fist rapidly grew larger in his vision, Yang Qi actually let out a yawn. He lazily raised his right hand and swatted forward, as if waving away a bothersome insect. The motion seemed almost feeble.

"He’s asking for it!"

"What an idiot!" Fan Xiuran and the others sneered, already picturing Yang Qi being sent flying.

However, in the next moment, they were utterly dumbfounded.

That one seemingly feeble, effortless swat had actually deflected the fist brimming with power. It was like swatting a high-speed train aside.