My husband Can Cultivate-Chapter 278 Invincible Defense

An ordinary Second Rank Great Grandmaster would have no way of dodging such an attack. A single hit would reduce them to a lonely, wandering ghost. Unfortunately for them, while Yang Qi's Realm was equivalent to a Second Rank Great Grandmaster, he was a Cultivator. To be precise, he was a Cultivator at the second layer of the Foundation Establishment Stage.

The moment their attacks flew toward him, Yang Qi condensed a golden blade in his hand. It shot out instantly, unleashing a wave of killing intent.

SWISH! SWISH!

The next moment, a spray of crimson painted the room.

When Li Chong saw the blood, a cold smirk touched his lips. The intruder has been dealt with. The next moment, however, he was dumbfounded. It felt as if his own blood had frozen in his veins. Lying on the ground were the two experts from the Kangshan Sect, each with a bloody hole in their throat, yet the blade was nowhere to be seen. The young man in plain clothes, however, stood completely unharmed.

Li Chong froze. Yang Qi's speed had been so fast that even he hadn't seen it clearly. He'd been too careless. Internal Strength Transformation! Such terrifying Internal Strength Transformation! Li Chong's eyes narrowed. To instantly kill two Second Rank Great Grandmasters, he must possess the Combat Power of a Third Rank Great Grandmaster at the very least. It would be impossible otherwise.

Yang Qi ignored Li Chong and Li Ligang, turning his attention to the four men from Kappa Country. A faint smile played on his lips. "When you come to our Dragon Country, you do business honestly. Don't pull any stunts. I may not hold an official position, but every man is responsible for the fate of his nation. You've crossed a line, and for that, you must die!"

"Kill him!" the man from Kappa Country roared as he retreated.

The three Samurai didn't dare approach. Instead, they flicked their wrists, launching a volley of Hidden Weapons at Yang Qi like a rain of blossoms. They couldn't give him an opportunity to get close. Yang Qi is too terrifying! We have to kill him while he's unprepared.

"Go to hell, scum," Yang Qi laughed with disdain. "Have you ever heard of Cultivators?"

As his voice fell, a blast of frigid air erupted from him. The storm of Hidden Weapons froze solid in mid-air before clattering to the ground.

CLATTER! CLATTER!

It sounded like a hailstorm striking the floor.

"Hidden Weapons? I can play that game, too," Yang Qi said with a faint smile, stomping his foot. The frozen projectiles instantly shot up from the floor, then flew back with terrifying speed. The three Samurai had no time to react before the projectiles pierced their foreheads. They collapsed, dead.

At this moment, Li Chong's frown deepened. A Cultivator? What is this man talking about? Isn't he a Great Grandmaster?

The man from Kappa Country, utterly terrified, had already collapsed to the floor. What in the hell is this! Is he even a Martial Artist? This is nothing like what I imagined!

"Don't, don't kill me!" he screamed in terror. "I'm from Kappa Country! Killing me will cause huge trouble! Wait, I have money! Lots of money! I'll give you anything, just please don't kill me!"

"I already told you," Yang Qi said indifferently. "What you've done crosses a line. I don't oppose you doing business here, but some things must never be done. Since you've done them, I can only send you to the afterlife."

With that, Yang Qi waved his right hand. A deep gash appeared on the man's throat, and he collapsed to the ground, dead. A person like him was not worth mourning. He would leave the aftermath for the Heavenly Supervision Hall to handle.

Yang Qi turned to face Li Chong and Li Ligang, a faint smile playing on his lips. "You two don't seem frightened."

"Why should we be?" Li Chong replied, slowly removing his coat. A fierce power erupted from him. Although he was nearly fifty, his body was as fit as a man in his thirties.

"Dad, let's take him down together!" Li Ligang urged.

"Alright," Li Chong agreed, unconcerned with the unfairness of fighting two against one. All that mattered was eliminating the man before him. For some reason, I just have a feeling this man is incredibly dangerous.

"Your opponent is me!" Just then, a voice rang out from beyond the hole in the wall. Iron Heart had appeared. He beckoned to Li Ligang with a finger. "Come on, kid. Let me see how powerful a Fourth Rank Great Grandmaster like you really is."

"You're courting death! Does every Tom, Dick, and Harry think they can run wild in my Li Family's home?" Li Ligang roared and charged outside.

Yang Qi glanced indifferently at Li Chong. "Well now, it looks like no one will interrupt our fight."

Truthfully, he preferred one-on-one fights. This is my first time facing a Fourth Rank Great Grandmaster. I wonder what level my Combat Power can truly reach. A battle is the only way to measure it. His Spiritual Power flowed, slowly converging in his fist. Yang Qi's expression grew solemn.

"Underestimating me will be the biggest mistake of your life, kid!" Li Chong snarled, his smile turning fierce and bloodthirsty. He stomped the ground and shot forward like a terrifying beast pouncing on its prey.

Yang Qi took a deep breath as he watched Li Chong charge with a ferocious aura. He slowly raised his right hand. A searing heat emanated from his fist, which seemed to be wreathed in actual flames.

"Kill!" Yang Qi roared, blasting his Fire Fist Skill forward. It struck the charging Li Chong dead-on. Li Chong's speed was clearly inferior to his, leaving him unable to dodge the blow.

THUD!

A dull impact echoed through the room. Li Chong frowned slightly as the force of the blow sent him staggering backward. He dug his feet into the floor, carving two long grooves in the ground before he finally came to a stop. He had been pushed back over five meters, nearly slamming into the wall. Li Chong's expression turned grim. He's clearly just a Second Rank Great Grandmaster. How can he have such terrifying attack power?

However, he was uninjured. He simply let out a long, turbid breath and lightly patted his abdomen where the fist had landed. The cloth there had been blasted to pieces, but his skin was unharmed. Beneath it, he wore a close-fitting suit of Hard Armor made from a strange metal.

"A pity," he sneered. "You still can't break my defense. I'm a man who fears death, so I paid a high price for this Inner Armor. Its protection is far more formidable than any ordinary Cross Training technique!"

Li Chong activated his Inner Strength once more. An aura, almost invisible to the naked eye, flowed across his palms. It was his Inner Strength being released externally, but instead of taking a distinct form, it wrapped around his hands like a pair of gloves.

"Come at me again, kid!" Li Chong roared, charging forward once more. This time, his speed was even more terrifyingly fierce. The force of his lunge sent chairs and tables flying and generated a shockwave.

Yang Qi's face remained calm as he stood his ground, feeling the immense wind pressure. With a slight shift of his feet, his figure vanished like a ghost. Li Chong's fist grazed past his ear, snipping off a few strands of hair. Yang Qi pivoted smoothly and drove a hand-chop toward Li Chong's back. His strike was charged with both the chill of Cold Ice and the power of flame—the Ice and Fire Combo! It slammed heavily into the center of Li Chong's back.