My husband Can Cultivate-Chapter 335: Alright, Scram!

A shadowy afterimage flashed by as a whirlwind swept up on the road. In an instant, a figure appeared before Wu Hongda, aiming a kick straight for his throat.

BANG!

With a loud crash, Wu Hongda collapsed to the ground.

"Urk—ah!"

Wu Hongda cried out, spewing a mouthful of fresh blood. From start to finish, he didn't even have a chance to react. By the time he realized he was under attack, a foot was already pressing down on his chest.

Yang Qi looked down at him contemptuously. "Now, can you answer me?"

Lei Yingying and Sun Manman were both utterly speechless. Everything had happened far too quickly, in the blink of an eye. No one had seen clearly what had transpired. By the time they came to their senses, Wu Hongda was already pinned under Yang Qi's foot.

The crowd stared in a stunned daze. Sun Manman, in particular, was terrified. She had never expected the man rumored to be a scumbag to be so fearsome. The arrogant Wu Hongda had been kicked and pinned to the ground in less than a second. He was clearly seriously injured. Many in the crowd couldn't wrap their heads around it; they were completely dumbfounded.

"So strong!" Lei Yingying's eyes lit up. She had known Yang Qi's Medical Skills were superb, but only now did she understand that his Martial Arts were what was truly terrifying. His speed, his power, his precision! He had completely suppressed Wu Hongda, a Fourth Rank Great Grandmaster.

"Cough, cough!"

Coughing up another mouthful of blood, Wu Hongda glared at Yang Qi with a mixture of terror and ferocity. His mind was only now starting to function properly again; he had been in a state of complete shock, not even processing that he had been attacked.

"Kid, I underestimated you," he snarled. "But you should know, I am the master of the North City Martial Arts Hall. Do you have a death wish, daring to attack me?"

Yang Qi pressed his foot down harder and chuckled. "That's not the answer I'm looking for. I'm asking who sent you to kill me!"

His smile was sunny and vibrant, yet it concealed a terrifying killing intent that sent a shiver down one's spine.

"What are you all standing around for? Kill him! Hurry up!" Wu Hongda bellowed to his men. He was relieved he had brought over a dozen experts with him; otherwise, he would have truly been done for today.

"Yes!"

The men drew their weapons and, with a roar, charged at Yang Qi.

At the same time, Wu Hongda tried to save himself. He channeled all his Inner Strength, his legs suddenly filling with so much power they felt as if they had ignited. He kicked out fiercely at Yang Qi.

"Heh, still not convinced?" Yang Qi chuckled and suddenly stomped down hard on Wu Hongda.

Using the stomp to propel himself, Yang Qi launched into the air, soaring over three meters high as he rushed toward the nearest man.

CRACK!

Wu Hongda's entire chest caved in, nearly all his ribs shattering. His face deathly pale, he struggled to get up. If he weren't a Great Grandmaster, that blow likely would have killed him.

"You mongrel, I'll kill you!" Wu Hongda roared, pulling a handful of Money Darts from his waist and flinging them at Yang Qi.

By then, Yang Qi had already brought one man to the ground with a knee strike. Hearing the whistle of the Money Darts, he smiled faintly and darted aside. His timing was perfect. He moved just as Wu Hongda's men ran into the line of fire. Four or five of them were struck by the Money Darts and fell to the ground, screaming in pain.

Yang Qi ignored Wu Hongda and instead charged toward the rest of his subordinates. One punch, one down. He didn't use any Spiritual Power at all; pure physical strength was sufficient to solve the problem.

"Don't come any closer, or I'll kill her!" one of Wu Hongda's men suddenly shouted as he grabbed Sun Manman for a hostage. He had tried to grab Lei Yingying, but as a Martial Artist, she had instantly dodged him. That left him with only Sun Manman.

"Save me! Save me!" Sun Manman shrieked, her face drained of all color. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

Yang Qi gave her a cold glance. "Why should I save you?"

He might have saved a complete stranger. But Sun Manman? He didn't even know her, yet she had targeted him at every turn. Why should he save her?

He disdainfully walked toward Wu Hongda, ignoring the man holding Sun Manman hostage.

SCHLICK!

The sound of a dagger slicing a throat cut through the air. Sun Manman was dead.

Only then did Yang Qi turn back, a frown on his face. "Fine. Out of respect for the dead, I will avenge you."

In an instant, he appeared before Wu Hongda's subordinate and killed him on the spot with a single punch.

At that moment, Wu Hongda was trying to escape. He had realized that not only could he not kill Yang Qi today, but he might very well die here. Terrified, he turned to flee.

"You think you can escape?" Yang Qi appeared in front of him. "Do you think there are no consequences for killing someone in broad daylight?"

"Go to hell!" Seeing his escape cut off, Wu Hongda produced a dagger from seemingly nowhere and lunged, stabbing at Yang Qi's abdomen.

Yang Qi smiled faintly. In his hand, a golden dagger formed—his Alchemy Blade. He swung it forward.

WHOOSH!

The next moment, the dagger was knocked from Wu Hongda's hand, clattering to the ground. Wu Hongda let out a shrill, agonized scream.

"No—! Don't kill me! I'll tell you everything! I'll tell you everything!"

Wu Hongda was petrified.

Lei Yingying, witnessing this, was even more shocked. A dignified Fourth Rank Great Grandmaster was so utterly helpless against Yang Qi. If the first attack was because Wu Hongda was caught off guard, what was the excuse now? In a direct confrontation, Wu Hongda had no chance to even defend himself. He was being thrashed like a ragdoll.

To suppress a Fourth Rank Great Grandmaster at such a young age... it's truly unimaginable. That kind of talent is terrifying! Wu Hongda was terribly unlucky to have run into him. It seems our Lei Mansion has underestimated Mr. Yang. From now on, we must treat him with even more respect.

"Don't kill me, please! It was Song Ruize! He sent me to kill you! Right, he gave me a two-hundred-year-old mountain ginseng. I couldn't bear to leave it at home, so I still have it on me!" At this point, Wu Hongda had lost all confidence. He just wanted to beg for his life. As long as he didn't die, anything was acceptable.

"Take it out, then get lost." Wu Hongda was merely greedy; his crimes didn't warrant death. In fact, the only person he had killed today was the man who murdered Sun Manman. The others were just injured.

"Here, it's yours!" Wu Hongda took out the ginseng and handed it to Yang Qi with great respect.

Yang Qi examined it and laughed. "Good stuff. You're not going to hate me for taking this, are you?"

"No, absolutely not! I only hate myself for believing that bastard Song Ruize's lies!" Wu Hongda shook his head frantically.

"Alright, get lost," Yang Qi said with a wave of his hand.

"Yes, yes! Thank you for sparing my life! Thank you for sparing my life!"

Wu Hongda scrambled away, rolling and crawling. His men, carrying the corpse, also vanished.