"Humph, you overestimate yourself!"
Peng Luofeng smiled disdainfully when he saw that Luo Yunyang had been easily sent flying by him.
Although he had suffered a small loss in terms of physical strength, the truth was that as long as he used his True Yuan, this junior would not be able to resist at all.
This was even after he had deliberately held back because he was worried that he would directly kill the latter!
Under countless gazes, Qin Yichen finally managed to stop his body from being sent flying and stood in mid-air.
"Eh, he's actually not injured?"
"If the Third Elder did not hold back just now, this kid would have at least been seriously injured!"
"The Third Elder's control was too good!"
"Haha, now this guy should know that he should restrain himself, right?"
As the wild and ferocious undulations in the sky calmed down, a clamor erupted from Black Roc Island. Countless experts' faces were filled with pride, and their gazes towards Qin Yichen were filled with mockery.
In the previous exchange, the gap between the two of them was undoubtedly revealed. As long as Qin Yichen knew his place, he should restrain his arrogance.
"Old dog, don't tell me that your tribe doesn't feed you? Is this all you've got? "
However, to everyone's surprise, as soon as he stood still, Qin Yichen gently rubbed his fist, and a mocking chuckle resounded in the sky.
"What did you say?!"
When he heard Qin Yichen's words, the smile on Peng Luofeng's face instantly froze, and a cold glint flashed across his eyes.
"Looks like the rumors are not untrustworthy, at least this guy's arrogance is exactly as the rumors say!"
"Has he lost his self-awareness after being praised by others for so long?"
"How laughable, he's obviously no match for the Third Elder, yet he still wants to pretend that he's so great."
When they heard Qin Yichen's arrogant words, disdainful laughter rang out in the huge city below. As far as they were concerned, this fellow was simply courting death. This couldn't help but arouse doubt in their hearts. Exactly what did such an arrogant fellow rely on to survive those situations of certain death?
"Are you so old that you can't even hear what I'm saying?"
While countless experts were criticizing him, Qin Yichen had already roared. In the next instant, his body suddenly shot forward, and as his True Yuan surged, he directly sent a heavy punch towards Peng Luofeng.
"Ridiculous!"
When he saw Qin Yichen's attack, Peng Luofeng coldly snorted, and a look of disdain flashed across his eyes.
Although Qin Yichen's attack could be considered the strongest attack of a mid-level Martial Saint, this attack could not even scratch his skin!
"Get lost!"
Peng Luofeng was not in a hurry to respond to the incoming heavy punch. When it neared, he coldly snorted, and as he waved his sleeve, a green True Yuan whizzed out, and directly transformed into a huge palm. With a crushing momentum, it directly sent Qin Yichen flying.
"Haha, it doesn't hurt. Old dog, use more strength!"
After being sent flying, Qin Yichen's body stopped, and he laughed loudly. In the next instant, he once again shot forward, and once again attacked Peng Luofeng.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Under the repeated attacks, he was sent flying without any suspense, and he did not even touch the corner of Peng Luofeng's clothes.
When they saw the figure being sent flying in mid-air like a sandbag, countless experts on Black Roc Island had mocking looks in their eyes.
"Haha, is this the monster whose name shakes the Myriad Tribes Continent? Why does he look like a retard? "
"Could it be that he relied on his thick skin to survive so many dangerous situations?"
"Probably, he's just relying on his background!"
"With such strength, does he deserve to be the number one person among the younger generation in the Myriad Tribes Continent?"
Mocking voices rang out in the huge city, and the eyes of some experts were filled with excitement. It was as if they could not wait to jump up and ruthlessly beat up the monster whose name had spread like wildfire!
"Have you recorded all of this?"
In front of the statue in the central plaza of Black Roc Island, Peng Jinye had a smile on his face as he casually asked.
"Don't worry clan leader, everything is recorded."
An elder beside him nodded and chuckled.
"Very good, let's get the third elder to use some strength. If this brat continues to scold like this, it will ultimately damage the dignity of our tribe."
Peng Jinye nodded in satisfaction as he muttered under his breath, and a cold light flickered in his eyes.
The reason why he wanted the third elder to teach Qin Yichen a lesson was because he wanted to use this matter to strengthen the reputation of the Black Roc Tribe. Right now, his goal was more or less achieved.
However, Qin Yichen's mouth was extremely stubborn. Not only did he not have the slightest intention of giving in, but he would even mock Peng Jinye every time he was sent flying. It was as if he was doing this on purpose.
"Looks like if I don't knock this brat out, he won't give in today!"
As Qin Yichen continued to mock him, the cold light in Peng Luofeng's eyes became increasingly intense. Although he was furious, he controlled his strength extremely well and did not rush to severely injure Qin Yichen.
Later on, Peng Luofeng even blocked his own hearing, allowing Qin Yichen to scold him as he sent him flying again and again.
However, he did not know that his actions were being used as a whetstone by Qin Yichen!
Qin Yichen knew that Peng Luofeng would not dare to kill him, so he was happy to have an opponent who could control his strength.
Qin Yichen did not use any of his trump cards. In fact, he did not even use his Demon Slayer Force. He only used his True Energy and Golden Body to continuously attack, pondering the gap between him and a Magnate.
After sending Qin Yichen flying more than ten times, Peng Luofeng seemed to have received a message from the Patriarch. Every time he attacked, he began to increase his strength.
As he increased his strength, Qin Yichen was sent flying more and more pathetically. Every time he was sent flying, his blood would churn uncontrollably.
"Old dog, you can't take it anymore?"
Sensing the gradually increasing force, Qin Yichen's expression also gradually turned solemn. In his pair of pitch-black eyes, there was a cold glint flickering.
"In that case, it's time to end this farce."
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