"Beauty, your boyfriend believes in martial arts masters, doesn't he?" Liu Hongsheng sneered. "Martial arts masters all have Inner Strength. They can lift a thousand pounds with four ounces of force. Since this kid is a martial arts master, he shouldn't care about weight classes at all."
"Yeah, I've heard that once a martial arts master unleashes their Inner Strength, it's like hitting a cow across a mountain, with infinite power. Even wearing armor won't stop it!"
"Exactly, I've also heard that when a martial arts master uses their Inner Strength, a light pat on someone's body can shatter their internal organs. Brother Liu, you'd better be careful!"
Two women standing beside Liu Hongsheng looked at Qin Heng mockingly and taunted him with sarcasm.
"What do you guys want!" He Yiming's eyebrows furrowed. He looked at Liu Hongsheng and said sternly, "The master doesn't want to stoop to your level. Don't push your luck. Besides, this is a public street. Do you really want to start a fight here?"
In He Yiming's mind, a real martial arts master would live in seclusion among the marketplace and would not want to reveal themselves publicly.
"Hahaha!" Liu Hongsheng burst into laughter, looking at He Yiming as if he were a fool. "I think you really are an idiot," he said. "Since your so-called master is too scared to let us see him in action, why don't you take his place!"
Amidst the laughter, Liu Hongsheng suddenly turned and faced He Yiming, staring at him with a fierce expression, as if he were about to strike.
"Taekwondo? The thing that's said to make practitioners weaker than those who don't practice it?"
Qin Heng originally couldn't be bothered with such insects, but he didn't expect this wretched person to turn his attention to He Yiming. That made him unhappy—He Yiming had awakened his awareness, after all, and had been of some help to him.
Even though he knew Liu Hongsheng was using reverse psychology, Qin Heng didn't mind swatting away this nuisance with a flick of his hand.
He was the Immortal Emperor, who overwhelmed the heavens and decided the fate of the ages, but he was also a youth. Since someone had the audacity to offend him, he naturally would not be polite in return.
"Kid, you've got guts!" Liu Hongsheng exploded with rage upon hearing Qin Heng belittle Taekwondo. He said with a heavy voice, "Taekwondo, as weak as it may be, is still stronger than the garbage that is Chinese martial arts! Boy! There are too many people here, and I presume you, 'martial arts master,' can't let loose. So let's go to Qiulan Park ahead."
"Whichever," Qin Heng responded indifferently.
He Yiming and Huo Weiwei followed them. Together with Liu Hongsheng and his party, they arrived at Qiulan Park and found a secluded spot where no one was around.
Liu Hongsheng looked at Qin Heng with contempt and said, "You can still save face by apologizing and kowtowing now. That will save you from getting hurt. I can tell you've never trained in martial arts. Your hands don't even have a single callus; they're as soft and delicate as a woman's. A simple squeeze, and I could break them."
Saying this, he lifted his own hands, showing them off in front of Qin Heng.
His hands were rough and calloused, the bones thick, and the hands themselves were a size larger than Qin Heng's.
At a glance, it was clear they were powerful.
"This kid is really unlucky. He's caught up in his own Chuunibyou, pretending to be a martial arts master, and now he's bumped into our Brother Liu. He's the least tolerant of those so-called Chinese martial arts masters with their mystic nonsense!"
"Brother Liu, please be careful not to exert too much force. This guy looks so delicate. I bet he can't even carry a bucket of spring water; he should just stay home drinking milk and playing video games. It would be unfortunate if you accidentally crippled him."
Liu Hongsheng's two female companions mocked Qin Heng.
In their eyes, Qin Heng was already finished, with no chance at all against Liu Hongsheng.
He Yiming and Huo Weiwei stood to the side, their expressions filled with worry.
After all, the difference in height and stature between Qin Heng and Liu Hongsheng was too great; they weren't even in the same weight class.
Qin Heng stood with his hands behind his back, calmly meeting Liu Hongsheng's gaze, and said lightly, "Make your move. You only get one chance. Oh, and in my haste, I did forget one thing."
Then, he took out his phone and made a call.
Liu Hongsheng was taken aback, not knowing what Qin Heng was up to.
But the two women beside him mocked, "Is he scared and calling for backup?"
"Hello, is this 120? Qiulan Park. Come quickly; three people are seriously injured. As for specifics, one person has ten broken ribs and a comminuted fracture of the right leg. The other two have had all their teeth knocked out."
After speaking, Qin Heng put down the phone and said indifferently, "Alright, you can make your move now."
"Kid, were you talking about the three of you just now?" Liu Hongsheng sneered. "Don't worry, I won't be that ruthless. At most, you'll be bedridden for a couple of weeks! Chinese martial arts are all just talk! They can't even compare to Taekwondo!"
With those words, he rushed forward, fists clenched in front of his chest. His right leg raised and swung out like an iron whip, aimed at Qin Heng's neck.
"Be careful!" He Yiming and Huo Weiwei couldn't help but exclaim in shock, as they too had some understanding of combat.
It was clear that Liu Hongsheng's kick was immensely powerful. If an ordinary person were to take this hit, they would be knocked out cold on the spot, their life and death hanging in the balance!
This was just too ruthless!!
BANG!
Suddenly, there was a muffled sound.
Qin Heng raised his hand, calm and collected. With natural, effortless grace, he caught Liu Hongsheng's incoming ankle as casually as picking up an object—a piece of cake.
"Too weak," he sighed lightly.
"You!?" Liu Hongsheng turned pale with shock.
His whip kick, his killer move, had been so easily neutralized! It was inconceivable!
AAHH!!!
Immediately after, a wave of excruciating pain washed over him, and Liu Hongsheng screamed in agony.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!!
The sound of bone cracking resounded as Qin Heng's palm twisted Liu Hongsheng's ankle, bending and deforming it. The bones inside, as fragile as egg rolls, were being crushed to pieces!
AAHH!!!
Liu Hongsheng shrieked in torment. His body twitched, his face contorted grotesquely, his features squished together, drenched in sweat!
Then, he suddenly felt his left foot lifting off the ground.
An incomparably terrifying Internal Force rampaged through his body unchecked, forcibly stiffening his limbs so that they could not bend.
Thus, amidst the severe pain, Liu Hongsheng realized he was actually being lifted into the air by the ankle by this youth before him!! Completely defying the laws of physics!
Using Liu Hongsheng's ankle as a fulcrum, Qin Heng had single-handedly lifted this man—who stood one meter ninety tall and weighed one hundred kilograms—into the air!
Liu Hongsheng was utterly dumbfounded. What kind of monster had he provoked!?
This kind of feat! Was it really something a human could achieve!?
"Oh my God!!"
"Brother Liu!! How is this possible!!?"
Liu Hongsheng's two female companions were horrified beyond belief, collapsing to the ground, trembling all over. Their gazes, filled with terror as they looked at Qin Heng, were as if facing a ghostly apparition!
He Yiming and Huo Weiwei also looked at Qin Heng with disbelief!
An expert! A true expert! If previously they were just speculating, now they were one hundred percent certain! This Qin Xuantian was definitely a top-notch Martial Dao expert!