Chapter 527: Chapter 527: Flying Dragon Slash?

"You’re not giving me a chance? It’s me who isn’t giving you one!" Tang Wu took a deep breath and slowly raised the Treasure Saber in his hand. As he continuously channeled True Qi into it, his body seemed to become ethereal.

Yang Qi was taken aback. He had originally planned to make his move, but now he stopped.

An interesting Saber Skill.

He decided to see its power. This Saber Skill seemed profound, far more outstanding than any of Tang Wu’s previous attacks. It had to be powerful.

"This Saber Skill is called the Flying Dragon Slash," Tang Wu said coldly. "Legend says it is the technique our Tang Family ancestor used to slay flying dragons. It is overbearing and invincible. Today, I’ll let you have a taste. To die by this technique is an honor that will make you famous."

"My name isn’t ’Famous.’ It’s Yang Qi," he replied, shaking his head.

"Enough talk! Time to die!" Finally, Tang Wu unleashed his attack. A terrifying Saber Radiance shot out, covering a distance of more than ten meters. Simply accomplishing this was a remarkable feat.

Unfortunately, Tang Wu’s Realm was ultimately a bit too low. If his cultivation had been higher, this move would have been truly terrifying; it might have actually been capable of felling a flying dragon.

"Brother Qi!" Ye Qianqian didn’t understand the Martial Arts, but she could still feel the terror within that strike. She began to worry for Yang Qi.

On the other side, Tang Wenqiang and Tang Chuan were ecstatic. Even within the Tang Family, very few could master the Flying Dragon Slash. The technique required time to gather power, but once charged, its might was truly domineering.

They could already envision Yang Qi being slain by this slash and trembled with excitement.

However, facing this supremely domineering strike, Yang Qi simply shook his head again. He wasn’t afraid of such overpowering attacks. What he truly feared were battles that relied on finesse, because he lacked combat experience. In a head-on clash, this move was nothing special.

The Flying Dragon Slash? I doubt it could even scratch my fingernail. Yang Qi smiled with disdain. The move wasn’t bad; it might even be able to penetrate his Stone Armor Technique.

So, he had to act.

But all he did was lift a single finger to meet the terrifying Flying Dragon Slash. Then, he flicked it. Spiritual Power condensed at his fingertip, and with a sharp crack, the air seemed to shatter.

BOOM!

With a deafening bang, the Saber Radiance of the Flying Dragon Slash was shattered on impact.

"Is that it?" Yang Qi yawned. "This move of mine doesn’t have a name, but breaking your Flying Dragon Slash was child’s play. You’re too weak."

"No, this is impossible! In all these years, my Flying Dragon Slash has never once failed!" Tang Wu stared at Yang Qi in horror, unable to believe what was happening. How could Yang Qi be so powerful? This is too terrifying! A casual flick unleashed such dreadful might. Is he a man or a ghost?

Nearby, Tang Wenqiang and Tang Chuan coughed up blood. They knew exactly how powerful the Flying Dragon Slash was. Even a genius like Tang Chuan hadn’t fully mastered it at his age. It was, after all, the Tang Family’s ultimate technique! And yet, this ultimate technique had been shattered so effortlessly. Are we dreaming?

"Do you have any other ultimate moves? If not, then it’s my turn." Yang Qi was a man of principle. He would never spare someone who tried to kill him, unless they surrendered.

Tang Wu clearly had no intention of surrendering and still wanted to kill him. Naturally, Yang Qi wouldn’t pull his punches.

"Tang Wu, don’t be afraid! That guy is just posturing! His attack looked casual, but it must have drained all his Inner Strength! If you attack now, he definitely won’t be able to block it!" Tang Wenqiang suddenly shouted.

"Really?" Yang Qi glanced at Tang Wu. "Do you believe him? Well, it doesn’t matter if you do or not. You’re going to die from my next strike either way."

"If you want to kill me, you had better think about the consequences! Kill a member of the Tang Family, and the Zhao Family is doomed!" Tang Wu stated coldly. In truth, he didn’t believe Tang Wenqiang. Yang Qi didn’t look the least bit fatigued. But as a member of the Tang Family, he couldn’t back down.

"The Zhao Family is under my protection. Just you try," Yang Qi said, walking toward Tang Wu, his cold eyes revealing a terrifying killing intent.

"Tang Wu, what are you afraid of? How much power can a young man like that really have? He’s just putting on a brave face! In reality, he’s finished!" Tang Wenqiang yelled.

"Kill!"

Ultimately, Tang Wu was fooled by Tang Wenqiang’s deception and lunged at Yang Qi. He failed to notice that Tang Wenqiang and his son, Tang Chuan, had already turned to flee, abandoning even their betrothal gifts.

"Did I say you could leave?" Yang Qi’s voice rang out. A burly man appeared at the door, blocking Tang Chuan and Tang Wenqiang’s path. It was Iron Heart.

Under normal circumstances, Iron Heart was no match for Tang Chuan, but since Tang Chuan had already been injured by Yang Qi, he was now no match for Iron Heart.

Meanwhile, as Tang Wu charged, Yang Qi simply flicked a finger from across the room. An Ice Spur materialized and shot forward, piercing Tang Wu’s throat. Tang Wu collapsed mid-charge, motionless.

A First Rank Overlord, dead just like that.

For a great family like the Tang Family, this was a tremendous loss.

"Don’t kill us!"

Tang Wenqiang and Tang Chuan dropped to their knees, their nerve completely broken. Having just watched Tang Wu get killed, they were paralyzed with fear, all courage to resist gone.

"Tang Wenqiang, you can scram. However, your son, Tang Chuan, used the Evil Technique, the Corpse Worm Pill, on my godmother. That crossed my line. It’s impossible for me not to kill him." Yang Qi walked over, his gaze indifferent as he grabbed Tang Chuan by the hair and lifted him up.

"Don’t blame me," Yang Qi said coldly. "Your Tang Family is the one that went too far."

"No, don’t kill me! My grandfather is Tang Yu, the King of Hidden Weapons, one of the Eight Kings of the World! If you dare to kill me, he won’t let you off!" Tang Chuan shouted. "You may not fear the Tang Family, but surely you don’t want to offend the King of Hidden Weapons!"

"True, I probably can’t deal with Tang Yu," Yang Qi smiled. "But if I let you go, will you leave me alone? I doubt it. You’ll just run and tattle to your grandfather, and he’ll come to kill me anyway. So, there’s no real solution here. Since killing you and not killing you leads to the same outcome, why shouldn’t I kill you? This way, if I die later, it will have been a worthy death!"

"You—"

Tang Chuan was stunned. He’d never expected Yang Qi to think this way and was momentarily at a loss for words. He couldn’t rebut it because it was true. If he escaped alive, he would not only find his grandfather but also his master. He was absolutely determined to see Yang Qi dead.

"Nothing left to say, then. Goodbye." Yang Qi smiled and gently flicked Tang Chuan’s forehead. In the next instant, Tang Chuan’s breathing ceased.

Tang Wenqiang’s face went deathly pale. He was too frightened to even speak. Even with his son dead before his eyes, he didn’t dare do a thing. He had never dreamed that his trip to Thunder City would end in such a Waterloo. Not only had his cousin Tang Wu fallen in battle, but his own son was now buried here as well. It was a truly horrific ordeal.