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"Ha!" "You're quite capable, aren't you? Just a sneak attack, isn't it a bit too much?"

Xing Ji was only pushed away by a dozen steps before he stood up without any damage. He had a heart-protecting mirror in his hand as he spoke with a gloomy face.

Qin Lang immediately knew that it was this treasure that helped Star Condensation resist most of the force. However, he also understood that it was strange that the son of the city lord, Xinghe, didn't have anything to protect himself with.

"Then try taking another palm from me!"

Circulating his spirit energy, a golden light appeared in Qin Lang's hand as he once again leaned forward. That punch just now, with the intent of testing him out, he didn't use his full strength. This time, he was facing the light head on, and no longer held back, he used 100% of his strength.

"Good job!"

Xing Ji didn't show any fear. He put away his treasure, raised both of his arms and walked up to Ji Hao.

"Bam!"

Qin Lang's fist ruthlessly landed on Xinghe's forearm. Xinghe retreated another ten steps, while Qin Lang only retreated five steps.

At this moment, Xinghe's arms were trembling. He didn't expect Qin Lang's punch to be so powerful. Waves of pain blasted out as his lips deformed.

"Aren't you at the 3rd level of the Qi Cultivating Stage?!"

"I'm sorry, I just broke through two days ago."

In the face of Xinghe's questioning, Qin Lang maintained his smiling expression, neither impatient nor impatient.

"Now, it's my turn!"

"That's exactly what I want!"

Although his forearm was in pain, Xing Ji was unwilling to admit defeat. Qin Lang had only reached Qi Disciple level 4, level 5 was just a hurdle. He thought that the rebound force from Qin Lang's punch must have caused him to be in a difficult situation.

"Boom!"

How could the walls of an ordinary small courtyard withstand this fierce fist wind? He was the first to fall to the ground.

Qin Lang used his fist to block Xinghe's punch. A huge crater appeared beneath their feet, dust and dirt flying everywhere. After all, this wasn't an arena. The walls of the arena had collapsed, and the ground couldn't withstand it either.

Luciana's eyes were shining as she stared at the arena. The subordinates of Xinghe had learned their lesson this time, and they had long since retreated dozens of steps in order to prevent any harm to the fish pond.

After the dust settled, Qin Lang remained where he was. Xing Ji was squatting not far in front of him. His left hand was covering his right wrist as cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

"Young Master Xing, are you hurt?"

Qin Lang had just felt that Star Condensation's fist wind was a bit unstable. However, the situation at that time did not allow him to inquire further. He had used all his strength to counter the fist. He had not expected it to break his right hand.

"Young Master Qin, you've won. Let's go!"

Seeing that Qin Lang had no intention to continue attacking, Xinghe straightened up and gave in. He shouted at his subordinates, but his feet did not move.

"Hehe, I will have to trouble you to pay for the compensation in the yard when you go out. From now on, please do not insult the good people, Young Master Xing."

After saying this, Qin Lang turned around and walked towards Lucia's side. Lucia frowned, she could not understand Qin Lang's actions. He was obviously the one who first came to her door to kill her, trying to steal her treasure. What kind of logic was this?

"Shameless!"

Before Qin Lang could react, he saw Ruana's figure flash before him, and she was nowhere to be seen.

Qin Lang turned around and saw that Xinghe was looking at Lucia in disbelief. She even forgot to put down the short sword that was glimmering with cold light. Lucia's hand was currently on Xinghe's Dantian …