Chapter 3247
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"I have long heard that Patriarch Qin's Qin Family Fist is very powerful. Today, I would like to exchange a few moves with Patriarch Qin!" One of the middle-aged men walked out, his eyes locked on Patriarch Qin.
"This Qin will accompany you to the end!" Patriarch Qin calmly said and stepped forward.
A large open space was quickly cleared in front of the Qin Family Mansion, and the surrounding people automatically retreated a little. Seeing that the two were about to fight, some people were worried for the Qin Family, and some people had a look of schadenfreude.
Young Master Qin watched his father step forward and fight with the middle-aged man, and he could not help but worry. Although he knew that his father's strength was not weak, but the opponent was the third sect master of the Seven Martial Sect. His strength was ranked third among the seven sect masters, if he fought with his father, who knew who would win and who would lose?
Patriarch Qin slightly rolled up his sleeves and stuffed them into his sleeves. Because it was a fist fight, he did not hold a weapon in his hand. He just squatted in a horse stance and assumed a fighting stance.
That Seven Martial Sect's disciple's eyes slightly flashed, and in the next moment, he tightly clenched his fists and suddenly rushed forward. Along with the beginning of his attack, a burst of Profound Qi aura emerged from his tightly clenched fists, and with a whoosh, that airflow swept out, bringing along a frightening hidden strength.
However, Patriarch Qin, who had assumed a stance, did not dodge, but met the other party's attack head-on. His fists were also tightly clenched, and a spiritual aura visible to the naked eye emerged on his fists. As the two fought, the aura of the two became more and more powerful.
"Peng! Peng peng! "
As the sound of the fist hitting the ground fell, a faint muffled groan could be heard. As Patriarch Qin waved his fist, the unpredictable attacks made the middle-aged man of the Seven Martial Sect unable to resist, and he retreated step by step, dodging in all directions.
The fight between the two gradually became one side attacking, and the other side being beaten, which made the surrounding people somewhat dumbfounded. They knew that Patriarch Qin's strength was very strong, but they did not expect that even the fifth sect master of the Seven Martial Sect was not his opponent.
Patriarch Qin clenched his fist and fiercely punched out. A visible spiritual aura wrapped around his fist, and it made a sharp whistling sound as it struck towards the middle-aged man.
"Bang!"
His movements were too fast, and Patriarch Qin's fist was also too fast. It was so fast that he didn't even have time to avoid it. He could only take the punch head on.
"Ah!"
As the fist landed, a blood-curdling scream rang out. He was sent flying seven to eight meters away, and the fist landed on his stomach. Although it wasn't a fatal blow, it still caused him to bend over and kneel on the ground with a plop. His face was pale, and he couldn't say anything for a while.
"Third Brother!"
When the other middle-aged man saw this, he couldn't help but be shocked. He quickly went forward to help him up. "Third Brother, are you okay?"
The lips of the middle-aged man, who was ranked third, trembled slightly. He felt that the pain had not yet dissipated, and he could not speak.
"Thank you for letting me win." Patriarch Qin retracted his fist and let out a sigh of relief. At the same time, he cupped his hands and said to the two people.
When they heard that, the two of them glared at Patriarch Qin at the same time. After a long while, the middle-aged man helped his third brother to the side and handed him over to someone else. Then, he looked at Patriarch Qin.
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