Alchemy Master

Chapter 1227, Violence

Translator: Silavin

“Seeking death, are we?”

Mo Bai and Zhong Daqi could not suppress the gleam of amusement that rose in their eyes.

Between the two of them, each was a powerful expert of fearsome renown who dominated their respective territory. And yet here stood a Junior who looked no different from a scholarly bookworm, brazenly demanding they attack him together.

In ordinary times, they would not have even felt the desire to raise a hand against such an ignorantly arrogant youth, for he would simply not have been worth the effort.

However, what they were competing for was entry into that place, and so things were naturally a different matter entirely.

“Since that is the case, we shall respectfully follow your wishes.”

Mo Bai and Zhong Daqi exchanged a glance, then spoke.

*Boom!*

As their words faded, two astounding auras erupted from their bodies, stirring a violent gale and casting a suffocating pressure that swallowed the vast square whole.

Beneath these twin auras, many of the young members of the Golden Flame Race felt their expressions shift, their feet involuntarily retreating several steps.

Even those who stood at the Peak Stage Martial Ancestor Realm found the flow of Yuan Energy within their bodies slowing to a crawl.

This was the gulf that separated experts forged through countless life-and-death battles from those cultivated solely on their race’s resources.

“Remember to hold back!”

Just as the two were about to strike, Mo Qi still found the presence of mind to issue a solemn reminder.

“There is no need to hold back. Since we are deciding a victor, bring out every last bit of your strength. That is the only satisfying way to settle things.”

However, barely had Mo Qi’s words landed before Jin Ran’s indifferent voice rose in reply.

“This guy, does he have some grudge against Jin Ran?”

“What is this young man’s background? Surely Jin Ran is not trying to use us to get rid of him?”

Hearing Jin Ran’s words, Mo Qi and Zhong Nian’s brows both lifted slightly, their hearts full of bewilderment.

“Young Master Ran…”

Jin Xianduan, standing at Jin Ran’s side, also had a flicker of confusion cross his eyes.

Mo Bai and Zhong Daqi were both Peak Stage Martial Ancestors of long-established renown. Even if this young man was no slouch, could Jin Ran truly believe he was capable of contending with both Mo Bai and Zhong Daqi simultaneously?

“Rest assured.”

As though perceiving his concern, Jin Ran murmured softly, and within his eyes, a fleeting glint of cold viciousness passed.

Meanwhile, Mo Bai and Zhong Daqi turned their gazes toward Mo Qi and Zhong Nian with a questioning look.

“Since Young Master Jin Ran has spoken, do not hold back. Finish him quickly, so as not to invite further complications.”

Mo Qi frowned slightly, then transmitted his voice.

In the square, two figures were wreathed in surging, violent Yuan Energy, sending spiralling gusts swirling across the arena. The atmosphere had been stretched to its utmost limit, and beneath that tension, not one of the three wasted a single unnecessary word.

Mo Bai and Zhong Daqi’s gazes locked tightly onto Qin Yichen. The moment the latter showed so much as a hair’s breadth of an opening, the two would deliver a thunderous blow in an instant.

Then, in a single blink, Mo Bai and Zhong Daqi stamped down almost in perfect unison, and in the next instant, their vast Yuan Energy exploded outward.

*Whoosh!*

In the eruption, nearly everyone present saw only two blurred afterimages flickering past, and when they reappeared, Mo Bai and Zhong Daqi had already flanked Qin Yichen from left and right, appearing above him.

*Boom!*

Mo Bai’s arm shook as a fist carrying terrifying force, more than enough to gravely wound a Peak Stage Martial Ancestor, came crashing violently down toward Qin Yichen.

At nearly the same instant, Zhong Daqi’s body twisted, sending a leg-shadow whipping down like a mighty Dragon Tail, hacking downward with crushing force.

All of this unfolded in less than the span of a single blink, and by the time Qin Yichen’s eyes opened fully, those two fearsome offensives had already arrived with thunderous finality, from left and right, sealing off every avenue of retreat.

Yet, just as those two terrifying strikes were about to land upon that slender frame, the crowd felt their vision blur, and the figure whose every escape route had been sealed, vanished without warning.

*Swish!*

Amid the crowd’s astonishment, Qin Yichen’s silhouette had already appeared several metres away.

“What incredible speed!”

Catching sight of this, many of the young Golden Flame Race members felt a flash of excitement in their eyes. This young man who had seemed no better than a decorative pillow apparently had a few tricks up his sleeve after all.

*Hmph!*

Sensing Qin Yichen’s startling speed, Mo Bai and Zhong Daqi’s expressions also shifted slightly. But in the next instant, a cold viciousness flashed through their eyes, their bodies surging forward, clinging to Qin Yichen’s trail like a pair of maggots latched onto bone.

*Bang!*

At the same time, a sky-filling torrent of fist-shadows and leg-shadows erupted, enveloping Qin Yichen in every direction with not so much as a gap to breathe through.

By the look of them, they had clearly decided to give Qin Yichen no further opportunity to slip through.

*Boom!*

Beneath that canopy of fists and legs, the solid ground of the square cracked apart into one jagged fissure after another, and the assault came bearing down on Qin Yichen beneath a forest of horrified gazes.

Yet this time, Qin Yichen seemed to know he could not evade, for he simply stood there without any sign of movement whatsoever.

*Pa! Pa!*

Then, in an instant, the sky-filling fists and legs vanished. Countless pairs of pupils contracted sharply, because what they saw was this: Qin Yichen’s arms were extended wide, and Mo Bai’s forearm along with Zhong Daqi’s lower leg were each caught, one in each hand.

That savage, overwhelming force had been blocked without so much as a scratch upon him.

“How is this possible!”

Mo Qi and Zhong Nian’s bodies both jolted, their eyes erupting with a flash of utter disbelief.

Mo Bai and Zhong Daqi possessed extraordinarily rich combat experience. From the very first exchange, they had identified that Qin Yichen specialised in speed, and so the two had moved with tacit understanding to wrap him in that storm of savage attacks.

While their assault had been somewhat scattered, it was absolutely not something an ordinary Peak Stage Martial Ancestor could have withstood.

Let alone picking out their true killing blow from amidst that torrent of fierce strikes.

“These little tricks are hardly worth watching.” Qin Yichen grinned, though his smile was laced with an icy chill. In the next instant, the muscles of his arms shifted, and a colossal force clamped down, seizing that forearm and lower leg in an iron grip.

“Not good!” Mo Bai and Zhong Daqi’s expressions changed sharply all at once. In that instant, violent Yuan Energy erupted from their bodies, but as they desperately tried to break free of Qin Yichen’s grip, they discovered to their horror that no matter how savagely their Yuan Energy surged, that pair of hands held them like iron pincers, utterly unmoveable.

In the next instant, Qin Yichen’s arms swung, lifting the two men clean off the ground, and like cracking a whip, slammed them down hard upon the earth below.

*Bang! Bang!*

The entire floor of the square shook violently at that moment, and as they stared at Qin Yichen who had, in this instant, transformed into something resembling a wild beast, face after face turned to stone.