CHAPTER 556: QIN FAN VS. MA BAOZONG

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Qingfeng Temple, atop Qingfeng Mountain.

Daoist Qingfeng, the master of the temple, was a Grandmaster-level expert.

He was well-known in both the ancient martial world and the martial artist circles of the outside world.

Of course, his fame wasn’t solely due to his strength, but more importantly, his masterful Xuan Techniques (Mystical Arts).

He could summon wind and rain, draw lightning, and call electricity!

In fact, the signature move of the Legendary expert Ma Baozong, the “Lightning Flash Five Consecutive Whips,” was inspired by him!

Therefore, upon arriving in the outside world, the first thing Ma Baozong did was bring his grandson to visit his old friend—

“Daoist Friend Qingfeng, please!”

“Master Ma, please!”

Right now.

The two elders were quietly sipping tea in the courtyard, discussing their cultivation insights.

But just then.

The wooden courtyard gate was suddenly thrown open violently.

Followed by the loud, anxious shouts of a Qingfeng Temple disciple—

“M-Master! Bad news!!”

“......”

Seeing his disciple run over in such a panic, Daoist Qingfeng couldn’t help but frown, his white eyebrows furrowing:

“Calm down!”

“You are a cultivator! How can you be so flustered? What kind of decorum is this!”

“Don’t you see we have a guest!”

“It’s alright.” Ma Baozong waved his hand, indicating he didn’t mind.

He then looked kindly at the disciple who had come to report—

“You seem very anxious.”

“What exactly happened?”

“Speak!” Daoist Qingfeng said calmly.

“Reporting to the Master! Just now, a young man arrived and specifically challenged Young Master Ma Teng by name!”

“A young man?”

“Yes! Looks like he weighs over 70 kilograms, and his appearance is quite ordinary!”

“As soon as he arrived, with a casual wave of his hand, he sent our senior brothers and sisters flying!”

“And he arrogantly declared, ‘This Seat, Qin Xuantian!’”

“Young Master Ma Teng is fighting him right now!”

“...Qin Xuantian?”

The two elders exchanged puzzled glances before standing up together.

“Let’s go take a look!”

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Meanwhile.

In the plaza before the main hall of Qingfeng Temple.

Qin Fan was currently facing off against Ma Teng—

“Hmph. This Qin Xuantian acted so arrogantly earlier, I thought he was tough! Turns out he’s just a coward!”

“Yeah! All he does is dodge, dodge, dodge! He doesn’t dare face Young Master Ma Teng head-on!”

“What’s the use of dodging for a while? He’ll still lose in the end!”

The surrounding Qingfeng Temple disciples commented as they watched.

In their eyes, under Ma Teng’s relentless assault, Qin Fan was already in dire straits, likely to be defeated at any moment—

However, only Ma Teng, the one actually fighting, knew the reality was the exact opposite.

Every single one of his attacks was dodged by Qin Fan with uncanny precision, missing by a hair’s breadth, grazing past him.

If it happened once, it could be a coincidence, but it happened every time.

This meant Qin Fan had completely seen through his attacks.

Moreover, several times Ma Teng had exposed openings due to his aggressive attacks.

Yet Qin Fan didn’t seize the opportunity to strike.

In fact, Qin Fan hadn’t attacked even once since the fight began.

Only defense, no offense.

Looking at Qin Fan’s perpetually calm face, Ma Teng sensed the underlying message—

`The moment I attack, is the moment you lose!`

“Arrogant!” Growing anxious from constantly missing, Ma Teng couldn’t help but become furious.

He decided to use his father, Ma Huayun’s, signature technique!

Unfortunately.

He had barely started the opening stance when Qin Fan saw right through the move.

“Gong Shou Dao, is it... Heh heh, Ma Teng, looks like your skills are rather poor!”

“Not even mastering your grandfather’s Hunyuan Technique, you can only resort to this simplified version!”

As Qin Fan spoke, he raised his hand for the first time.

Having sensed the arrival of Ma Baozong and Daoist Qingfeng, he decided it was time to end his little game with Ma Teng—

That’s right! He had detected their approach even before the Legendary Realm Ma Baozong!

“It’s over!”

With Qin Fan’s calm declaration.

Ma Teng didn’t even have time to react before feeling his body flying through the air.

He then slammed heavily onto the ground right at his grandfather’s feet, who had just arrived. “Thump—!”

“...What?!?!”

The stunned onlookers didn’t understand what had just happened.

But Ma Baozong knew.

Watching the kick Qin Fan delivered, his brow furrowed deeply.

This ordinary-looking young man with a hint of refinement seemed to have come prepared!

And he was targeting him!

“...Who are you?”

“Qin Xuantian!”

“You came looking specifically for this old man. What is your business?”

“Of course, I have business!”

Seeing Ma Baozong being so direct, Qin Fan didn’t waste words either—

“I came here this time to have you annul the engagement between Ma Teng and Xi Qingmeng!”

After speaking, Qin Fan added coolly:

“Remember, I am not discussing this with you; I am informing you!”

For him, the dignified Xuantian Immortal Venerable, to personally come and inform them was already a monumental grace! Countless fairies and princesses wouldn’t even dare dream of such an audience!

If they didn’t know what was good for them, then they couldn’t blame him for being impolite!

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Meanwhile.

Ma Teng, having just scrambled up from the ground, heard Qin Fan’s words and immediately “understood” Qin Fan’s identity—

“You’re that woman Xi Qingmeng’s lover!?”

He had learned from the Xi family that Xi Qingmeng had run away from the marriage because she had fallen for another man.

Now, Qin Fan showed up demanding the engagement be called off.

Naturally, he concluded Qin Fan must be the man!

Hearing Ma Teng’s misunderstanding, Qin Fan didn’t bother correcting him. Instead, a smirk played on his lips—

“That’s right, it’s me!”

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While Qin Fan began his confrontation with Ma Baozong,

Effortlessly dismantling his “Hunyuan Technique” and the mocked “Pine Cone Flicking Five Consecutive Whips.”

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Back at S University.

Inside her private office.

Wang Haoran sat on the sofa, with Xi Qingmeng practically glued to him, face to face.

They had been in this position for quite some time—

The moment she entered the office, she had pounced, wrapping her arms around Wang Haoran’s neck and kissing him passionately.

Only when they separated, panting, did they start talking.

“Haoran, you really came!”

Xi Qingmeng’s face was flushed, her eyes brimming with joy.

“...Uh... why would you think I wouldn’t come?”

Wang Haoran asked, puzzled:

“You know your Holy Land’s ancestor is with me. Calling off your engagement is just a matter of a few words.”

Yet, Xi Qingmeng had still said that if Wang Haoran helped her gain freedom, she would give him everything...

This was practically a freebie!

Faced with Wang Haoran’s question, Xi Qingmeng just smiled without answering.

Instead, she whispered huskily in his ear:

“Haoran, you will help free me from the engagement, right?”

“...Of course!”

“Good!”

With that, she straightened up, grasped Wang Haoran’s shoulders, and looked directly into his eyes—

“Since you’ve helped me, I can only... repay you with my body!”

Her moist eyes shimmered with affection—

“So...”

“Hurry up and collect your deposit!”

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