Volume 1 Chapter 115: Is your dad Li Gang?
At the beginning of Hachioji, he was slightly lower than Qin Yan's realm, but unlike Jiang Xue Mei, Hei Yiren was not yet 40 years old and was in his prime. This led to his physical strength far surpassing Jiang Xue Mei, with reaction speed, movement speed, and physical flexibility all above Jiang Xue Mei's.
What's more important is that Qin Yan discovered this person's martial skills were extremely impressive, their ability to change moves in the heat of battle was also extremely quick, they absolutely possessed a not weak martial talent.
It's just a small gap in level, and it's hard to distinguish between victory and defeat within three or two moves.
But this is limited to ordinary people, is Qin Yan an ordinary person?
When they were evenly matched, he could defeat Jiang Xue with four moves. Now his opponent's realm is still below his, how many moves will it take to annihilate him?
The same Tang knife wielded by different people has vastly different power. The two black-clad men from the Seventh Heaven could only make the Tang knife leave a faint shadow, barely tearing through the air to produce a soft whistling sound. Now, however, Qin Yan and this Eighth Heaven black-clad man both use the Tang knife, creating a sky filled with residual shadows, the air turbulent with sharp piercing sounds.
At most three moves can defeat him!
What a pity...
Just as the second move was made, three figures arrived in succession, and three silver-white knife auras wrapped around Qin Yan like a package.
"My god! Are you guys shameless? Car wheel war? Group fight?"
Su Hao yelled with a strained neck, although his acupoints were restricted and his whole body felt sore and couldn't get up, but he still had the strength to speak: "Dead maniac! Your grandfather's! Have the guts to fight Ye Xiong one on one ah......"
Bang!
The black-clad men who were watching him and Dong Qinglong's brothers immediately raised their hands, and with a loud slap, Su Hao's words were knocked back into his stomach, and half of his face swelled up at a visible speed.
"Damn your ancestors...... This young master's prestige cannot be humiliated......" Because his face was swollen, Su Hao's scolding became unclear again.
Bang!
"Son of a bitch! You're asking for it, otherwise..."
Bang!
"Paralyzed! You've been hitting the left side of my face all along, don't you know how to switch sides? Are you not afraid that I, Young Master, will use my handsome right face to seduce all the women in your family?"
Bang!
This time the man in black satisfied his request, and slapped him on the right cheek. Before long, Su Hao was beaten into a real pig head.
Su Hao and the black-clad man were cursing and fighting each other fiercely, while on the other side, Qin Yan was trapped in a bitter struggle.
Four men in black
Four early top players of Hachioji.
According to internal energy cultivation comparison, each rank is twice as strong as the previous one. Qin Yan can withstand two early-stage 8th Heaven experts.
In fact, he has the 'Yangguan Santai' imperial aura method, the unpredictable 'Liu Yunbu', and on top of that, more than most warriors' experience in actual combat. Even against the first four eight heavenly stage experts, he wouldn't be at a disadvantage. But the key is that his current opponents aren't just any random four people. These four people cultivate martial arts from the same sect and source, what's most worrying is that they clearly cultivated some sort of joint attack technique.
He advances, I retreat; he attacks, I defend; both of us are in a suitable degree.
Although Qin Yan was confident that he would not lose in a short period of time, it was equally impossible for him to win, and even escaping the encirclement was not possible, as he had already fallen into the center of the joint attack formation.
Of course, there are not many who can really see the strengths and weaknesses clearly. Let alone Dong Qinglong and his five brothers, even Su Hao doesn't know the inside story.
In the center of the hall, a flash of knives and swords, even human shadows became blurred, but the silver knife gas danced more clearly, like a silver snow lotus blooming.
Hehehe......
The knife's aura, although contained within the blade and unable to be released externally, made the Tang knife incredibly sharp, capable of cutting through gold and jade. The sound of metal clashing was incessant, and the carpet was torn apart by the crisscrossing knife aura. Red fabric strips were mixed with the silver knife aura, creating a magnificent sight.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Four black-clad men's combined attack was relentless, and if Qin Yan didn't have his extraordinary agility to dodge some of the attacks from time to time, how could one knife possibly withstand four knives attacking simultaneously?
Every sword is omnipotent!
Each move is extremely vicious!
Qin Yan's heart was racing as he retreated from the "Mandate of Heaven" and lay low in Pingjiang. He had encountered many powerful opponents before, but this time was undoubtedly the most perilous: the four black-clad men were already difficult to deal with, and there were even more lurking around, not to mention the young man whose strength and identity were impossible to gauge, making it almost impossible for Qin Yan to emerge victorious.
It's obvious that as soon as he gains a slight upper hand, that son of a bitch will immediately let more black-clad men in to reinforce, with only two hands and two legs, how many can he deal with?
Is it really going to fall into a desperate situation today?
A silver sword aura stretched across the void like a flying dragon, Qin Yan's heart was anxious and worried. The longer this battle went on, the more unfavorable it became for him. Once his internal energy was exhausted, even the weakest of the black-clothed men could easily take his life. Moreover, there were many black-clothed men watching from the side, so even if he gained the upper hand, more would immediately come to reinforce them. Unless he could instantly kill these four strongest black-clothed men with one blow.
It's obviously impossible, let alone he is only in the middle of the eight heavens, even if it were the later stage of the eight heavens, it would still be impossible to achieve, after all, the gap between the two sides is not that big.
The current situation is that Qin Yan cannot defeat the black-clothed man, even if he doesn't care about Su Hao's life or death and runs away alone, it's still impossible!
"I said it before, even if you can defeat Jiang Xue Mei, a crawling insect is still a crawling insect."
Qiao Yichen's cold and arrogant voice floated in Qin Yan's ear: "How about it? Aren't you ready to kneel down and beg for mercy yet? Hmph! You're really a stubborn worm, but I have plenty of time, so let's see who can hold on until the end."
As time passed bit by bit, Qin Yan could feel that in this high-intensity battle, his internal energy was being consumed at a visible rate. At this rate, he could hold on for at most another minute.
What's wrong?
To compromise and yield; to kneel down and beg for pardon?
No!
To survive, he can disguise himself and hide, but to say that for the sake of survival, he would kneel down and beg for mercy from others, he would rather die!
Since it's a desperate situation with no way out, then let's drag a few more down with us before we die!
Suddenly!
Just as Qin Yan made up his mind to use his life in exchange for others, and before he died, he wanted to pull a few more people down with him, there was suddenly a loud commotion outside.
Qiao Yichen was taken aback, and immediately looked at a black-clad man not far away with an angry gaze, saying in a low voice: "What's going on? Didn't we book the entire hotel? Didn't I say that without my orders, no service staff is allowed to enter this floor? How could there be someone?"
No matter how angry he was, it was useless. His subordinates didn't know what happened either. The black-clothed man he stared at ran out to investigate the situation at the fastest speed.
However, the man in black had just walked out of the gate for less than a minute before he quickly retreated back with a strange expression on his face.
"What's going on?" Qiao Yichen shouted angrily.
"Master..."
The man in black said hastily, "Many people rushed up and the hotel staff couldn't stop them. Judging from the situation, they should be hotel guests. I heard them shouting slogans."
"Guests? This hotel has been booked by us, who allowed them in?"
"I don't know either."
"Go! Drive them all away!"
Qiao Yichen's face was full of anger, and he shouted sternly: "These despicable worms dare to make trouble in front of me, they are simply tired of living. Let the local police and army suppress them! Drive them all away, kill those who don't obey! Insolent people! A group of lowly despicable insolents..."
Card!
Card!
Card!
The last "min" had not been shouted out yet, when the presidential suite's door suddenly flashed with strong light, several men and women with tags around their necks took pictures towards the inside of the room.
Qiao Yichen couldn't make out what was happening, first five or six men and women took photos in front of the presidential suite, then a sea of people blocked the door outside, while all sorts of shouting sounds came from his ears.
"We also paid the money, why did they drive us out halfway?"
"Is this little white face going to live here and not let us live? Is he your hotel owner's father?"
"Little white face, you think having money makes you superior?"
"Is your dad Li Gang?"
"Comrades of journalists, we must expose this kind of scum!"
"How can there be so few people?! They've driven away all of our hundreds of residents, I've seen it with my own eyes, from the 1st floor to the 20th floor, every room is empty!"
"This is outrageous!"
When several reporters appeared at the door, Qin Yan and the four men in black voluntarily ceased fire. This was an unspoken rule of the martial world - no one wanted this kind of thing to be known by ordinary people.
When various angry voices were circulating among the crowd, several reporters with press badges around their necks charged at the human wall set up by the black-clad men while pointing their microphones at Qiao Yichen and asking him a barrage of questions that made him collapse.
"Excuse me, sir, what does your father do? Is he a high-ranking official from the provincial committee?"
"Excuse me, did you have someone backing you up when you drove away hundreds of guests?"
"What's your view on rich second generation and official second generation?"
"Kill them!"
Qiao Yichen couldn't help but let out a low roar, his extremely handsome face darkening to the point where water could drip from it. In his eyes, these people were nothing but crawling insects, and he absolutely would not permit any insect to crawl onto his head.
Kill!
Kill?
He actually planned to kill all these people, and the black-clad men were stunned. It was the four black-clad men who had fought with Qin Yan before, their faces solemnly walked to his side and said in a low voice: "Young Master! These people are hotel guests, they also brought media reporters, we can't..."
"Do I need to care about a group of insects?" Qiao Yichen was furious.
"Young master, if you were to kill someone in a public place, and kill so many people at that, I'm afraid... even you wouldn't be able to bear the responsibility!"
"How dare you?!"
"The four of us were entrusted by the Pope, not only to take care of the young master, but also to prevent the young master from making mistakes."
One of the men in black had a serious expression and said in a voice that only they could hear, "If the young master insists on going his own way, I will not only stop him but also report this matter to the higher-ups. After all, it concerns the fundamental interests of our sect. I think even the sect leader would not allow the young master to do such a thing!"
Qiao Yichen is extremely arrogant and doesn't consider the lives of ordinary people to be a big deal. In his eyes, ordinary civilians are just ants and don't count as his kind.
However, he can ignore ordinary people, but he cannot ignore the Pope, whose orders are something he cannot disobey.
"What should we do now?" Qiao Yichen finally chose to retreat and listen to the opinions of the four men in black.
"Leave."
"Leave?!"
Qiao Yichen's voice trembled with rage as he pointed at the reporters and residents outside the door, shouting loudly: "Are you asking me to give way to these despicable worms?"

