After speaking, Li Qiang, dragging his broken right arm, gritted his teeth and crawled toward Zhou Yang. When he reached Zhou Yang's crotch, he suddenly swung his left hand, brandishing a gleaming dagger, and stabbed with lightning speed toward Zhou Yang's groin.
This move was vicious and ruthless—if it hit, Zhou Yang would be castrated.
However, Zhou Yang had been prepared. Just before the dagger could strike, his right hand shot out like lightning, seizing Li Qiang's wrist and twisting it forcefully.
A sharp *crack* echoed, followed by Li Qiang's agonized scream.
His wrist was broken, and the dagger clattered to the ground.
Seeing Li Qiang's left wrist snapped, Li Hui and the other experts behind him could no longer restrain themselves. Their bodies moved as one, each radiating fury and hatred as they launched a full-force assault on Zhou Yang.
Zhou Yang saw Li Hui and the others charging at him, their murderous intent palpable. Not daring to be careless, he immediately met them with all his strength.
His fists blurred as he struck, white energy coalescing around them. In an instant, the condensed energy bursts shot out like cannonballs, slamming into Li Hui and his group.
A chorus of screams erupted as all of them were sent flying, crashing to the ground over seven meters away.
Severely injured, their bodies riddled with fractures, they writhed in pain, utterly incapable of standing.
Shock was written across their faces. None of them had expected that Zhou Yang, a mere teenager, possessed such monstrous strength. With a single move, he had incapacitated all six of them before they could even react.
Li Hui's expression darkened. Only now did he realize he had gravely underestimated Zhou Yang's power. He now suspected that Zhou Yang was at least a **seventh-level Qi Refiner**—equivalent to the **seventh layer of the Profound Heaven Qi**.
An expert of this caliber could **dominate** the small city of Chunjiang without restraint. Forget their Li family—even the other three major families of Chunjiang would be no match for him.
Under normal circumstances, their Li family would never dare provoke such a powerhouse. They knew all too well that opposing him would be **suicidal**.
Cold sweat poured down Li Hui's body as fear flashed in his eyes. He deeply regretted his impulsive attack.
The only thing he felt grateful for was that Zhou Yang hadn't gone for the kill—otherwise, all six of them would already be corpses.
The other five third-level Qi Refiners were equally horrified, their arrogance completely shattered. They exchanged panicked glances, unsure of what to do next.
Meanwhile, the spectating students stared at Zhou Yang in stunned silence. **Defeating five third-level Qi Refiners and a fourth-level Qi Refiner in one move?** Such power was **unfathomable**. Awe and reverence swelled in their hearts.
The members of the Martial Arts Club, in particular, trembled in fear. They dreaded Zhou Yang's retaliation—after all, they had once bullied him under Li Qiang's leadership.
Many students thought in panic, *What do we do now? If even Li Qiang ended up like this, won't my fate be even worse?*
Li Qiang had believed that with his uncle and the five third-level Qi Refiners joining forces, they could kill Zhou Yang. Yet, to his horror, Zhou Yang had still **crushed all six of them in one strike**.
At this moment, he completely broke down. Glancing at Zhou Yang with terror-filled eyes, he swallowed his hatred and humiliation, obediently crawling between Zhou Yang's legs. Then, to everyone's shock, he burst into tears.
This was the most humiliating and painful day of his life. His pride had been **shattered**, his dignity trampled into dust.
Before an overwhelming powerhouse like Zhou Yang, Li Qiang was nothing but **an ant**.
Gasps rose from the crowd as they watched Li Qiang crawl beneath Zhou Yang. In their eyes, Li Qiang had **fallen from grace**, while Zhou Yang had **ascended to godlike status**.
They idolized Zhou Yang, each thinking, *Brother Yang is insane! He's my idol—I've got to get close to him!*
A few female students flushed with excitement, even fantasizing about kissing Zhou Yang. They couldn't help but imagine how amazing it would be to have someone like him as their boyfriend.
As Zhou Yang's girlfriend, Lin Qinglu was naturally the most thrilled. She had never imagined Zhou Yang could be **this powerful**. Clutching his hand, she exclaimed joyfully, *"Zhou Yang, you're incredible!"*
Zhou Yang was equally exhilarated. **Humiliating his enemy in front of so many students** was immensely satisfying—but even more so was the realization that he truly possessed the **eighth layer of Profound Heaven Qi**. From now on, **no one** would ever bully him again. He would rise, **conquering all in his path**.
He smiled at Lin Qinglu. *"I didn't expect to be this strong either."*
Then, he turned to Li Qiang and said coldly, *"Starting today, stay out of my sight. And tell your father, Li Jinglei, to take the Li family and **leave Chunjiang City**."*
In his past life, he and his father had been **driven out of Chunjiang** by the Li family, forced to endure a life of suffering elsewhere. The memory still pained him deeply.
Worse, it was during that time that his father fell ill and died, leaving him an orphan.
That was why he **hated** the Li family to the bone.
Li Qiang and the others were stunned once more. They hadn't expected Zhou Yang to be so ruthless—**demanding their entire family's exile from the city**.
After all, the Li family was one of Chunjiang's **four major clans**, with deep-rooted influence and vast business holdings. They couldn't just pack up and leave.
Moreover, the Li family had **powerful backers**. For Zhou Yang to expect them to abandon everything on his word alone was **impossible**.
But right now, Li Hui and the others **didn't dare** argue.
Before a powerhouse of at least the **seventh-level Qi Refining stage**, they were utterly insignificant.
The students, meanwhile, admired Zhou Yang even more. To them, today's Zhou Yang was **peerlessly domineering**—while Li Qiang was nothing but a **pitiful worm**.
In their eyes, Zhou Yang was **a god**.
With that, Zhou Yang ignored Li Qiang and the others, taking Lin Qinglu's hand as he strode out of the Martial Arts Club.
The watching students tensed, especially the club members, who trembled in fear as Zhou Yang approached. They thought he was coming to **settle scores** with them.
Against such overwhelming power, their courage had completely **shattered**.
Exchanging glances, they suddenly **dropped to their knees in unison**, pleading, *"Brother Yang, we were wrong! Please spare us!"*