Chapter 153: Confronting a Qi Realm Expert (3)

"Take just now, for instance. If Yanchuan had launched an attack on that man right at the start, do you think his counterattack would have shown the hesitation it did just now?" the woman asked.

"If it were me, absolutely not. Although Yanchuan wields the Three Thousand Heaven-Shaking Bow, it couldn't possibly harm me. If I were in the Qi Realm, I could take Yanchuan's head amidst a hail of arrows—why would there be any hesitation?"

"Indeed, why hesitate? And yet, he did hesitate," the woman sighed.

"Why?"

"First, Yanchuan killed his spirit beast to ignite his anger and throw his mind into chaos! Then, he unleashed the Three Thousand Sun-Shooting Arrows simultaneously to display a power capable of suppressing him, thus shaking his spirit! First throwing his mind into chaos, then shaking his spirit! After this process, many people would fancy themselves calm once again! However, the calmness at this moment is entirely different from the calmness at the very beginning!" the woman said in a deep voice.

"After throwing his mind into chaos and shaking his spirit, even though he regained his composure, an extra layer of suspicion was added?" Changqing finally understood.

"Yes, an extra layer of suspicion! Coupled with the fact that Yanchuan has now left himself completely undefended and withdrawn his protective barrier, that suspicion has only grown deeper!" the woman said gravely.

"In such a short span of time, it's impossible for Yanchuan to have thought of all this!" Changqing's face twitched with sheer disbelief.

"Yet, the reality is precisely that!"

"But Yanchuan is only in the Strength Realm. Even if the man hesitated, so what? How could someone in the Strength Realm possibly defeat someone in the Qi Realm?" Changqing doubted.

"I do not know either. Let us continue watching!" The woman shook her head.

Down below, Yanchuan stood wide open, facing the Third Senior Brother directly.

"Hahahaha! Early Qi Realm? Are you King Muye's disciple?" Yanchuan laughed heartily, his laughter dripping with sarcasm.

Seeing Yanchuan's arrogant demeanor, the Third Senior Brother grew even more hesitant. Yet, his opponent was merely in the Strength Realm.

"Indeed. But you killed my spirit beast, and today you must die!" the Third Senior Brother said coldly.

"I must die? Ha, some people are nearing the end of their days without even realizing it, yet they claim they want me dead? How ridiculous!" Yanchuan sneered.

"My days are numbered? Hahahahaha, you are the one who is utterly ridiculous!" the Third Senior Brother refused to believe it.

"Your Qi Realm is unstable, yet you strut about everywhere. Judging by your complexion, your vital energy is clearly in turmoil—a sign that your Qi is about to rupture your acupoints! Within three days, you are bound to explode and die!" Yanchuan shouted.

***

Everyone around wore looks of utter bewilderment, as if listening to incomprehensible heavenly scriptures. Explode and die within three days?

"Nonsense! You are the one whose Qi is about to rupture your acupoints. What does someone in the Strength Realm like you know? How dare you lecture me!" the Third Senior Brother immediately barked.

Clearly, the Third Senior Brother did not believe a word Yanchuan said.

"You don't believe me? Press three inches and two tenths directly below the center of your left rib. You'll know the truth the moment you try!" Yanchuan remained entirely confident.

"Why should I listen to you?" The Third Senior Brother glanced down at his own ribs and shouted angrily.

"Your hands are attached to your own body; whether you test it or not is your own affair!" Yanchuan replied with unyielding confidence.

The Third Senior Brother was already harboring suspicions, and seeing Yanchuan so confident and acting as if it were a matter of grave seriousness, for some reason, a sliver of doubt suddenly arose within him.

"Hmph, I'll test it, then! Once I test it, I'll kill you right after!" the Third Senior Brother snapped.

With that, he pressed a finger gently against the exact spot Yanchuan had indicated.

"Plop!" The Third Senior Brother's body suddenly swayed.

He swayed involuntarily, as if he had lost all control over his own limbs.

"How can this be? How is this possible?" Large beads of sweat instantly broke out on the Third Senior Brother's face as panic gripped him.

"Press down with all your strength! Then you will truly know," Yanchuan called out again.

Overwhelmed by panic and heeding Yanchuan's words, the Third Senior Brother pressed down forcefully.

"Bang!"

A dull, explosive sound suddenly erupted from within the Third Senior Brother's body.

"Ugh!"

***

The Third Senior Brother collapsed limply, his entire body convulsing, unable to move a muscle.

"Third Senior Brother!" Liu纲 cried out in alarm.

High up in the air.

Sword King Dugu, Yan Wudi, Changqing, and the eldest miss all stared in stunned silence.

"Master, why did that man fall down?" Yan Wudi asked, baffled.

"Eldest Miss, what is going on here? Could it be that his cultivation realm is truly unstable?" Changqing asked, confused.

Down below, Yanchuan stepped forward leisurely.

"Why? Why do I have no strength left?" The Third Senior Brother looked at Yanchuan amidst his convulsions.

Yanchuan glanced at the Third Senior Brother, a strange expression crossing his face.

"I've seen fools before, but never one as foolish as you—cutting off your own Qi meridians! And you still expected to have strength?" Yanchuan shook his head and said.

"I cut off my own Qi meridians? I was fine to begin with; you tricked me!"

The Third Senior Brother finally understood. The sudden lack of strength was entirely self-inflicted—he had crippled himself!

"Despicable villain, you tricked me!" the Third Senior Brother wailed in bitter, tearful despair.