The Peerless Emperor

Chapter 62: Chapter 62: Hooliganism

Under the platform of the competition, the Inner Sect Disciples surrounding it were utterly silent, hardly able to believe what had unfolded before their eyes.

Zhao Haiming had lost, and the defeat was swift and clean.

Zhao Haiming, lying on the ground, also widened his eyes in disbelief, staring at Lei Qian.

Clearly, he himself hadn’t thought that he would lose to Lei Qian, and be defeated so effortlessly.

Although Zhao Haiming had sensed something before the competition started and was fully prepared, the paralysis caused by the soul power infused with purple lightning that penetrated his body was simply too hard to resist.

Even though his own soul power had blocked a large part of the purple lightning soul power, he was still affected by the paralyzing trait of the opponent’s Martial Soul.

Moreover, the burst of power from Lei Qian completely exceeded Zhao Haiming’s expectations.

Whether it was the intensity of the Martial Soul trait, the soul power, or the strength of the physical body, all were far superior to his own, allowing his movements to be easily anticipated.

Even Ding Zhirong wouldn’t have put such immense pressure on him.

What shocked Zhao Haiming even more was that Lei Qian had successfully performed a wheel replenishment.

“Lei Qian’s original strength was not this powerful, to undergo such an earth-shattering change in such a short period of time, the reason lies entirely in one person.” Zhao Haiming got up from the ground and couldn’t help but look towards Lin Qian.

It wasn’t just Zhao Haiming, the other Inner Sect Disciples, having realized this, all turned their gaze towards Lin Qian.

Lei Qian’s rapid improvement in strength was entirely after he followed Lin Qian, recognizing him as the boss.

“The winner of this competition is Lei Qian, the slot for the Middle Ages relic goes to Lei Qian.” The supervising elder also snapped out of his daze and announced the result of the competition.

Lin Qian, standing below the platform, simply nodded slightly, turned, and walked away, while the surrounding Inner Sect Disciples also made way for him.

Lei Qian on the platform also removed his Elemental Weapon Armament, hurriedly walked down the platform, and chased after Lin Qian.

Meanwhile, the other Inner Sect Disciples watched Lin Qian and Lei Qian’s departing figures with complex expressions.

Previously, they had scoffed at this Young Emperor, seeing him as nothing more than an arrogant youth riding on the coattails of the War Emperor.

When it was rumored that Lin Qian, using just his physical body, could withstand the Nirvana Realm while in the Shape Origin Realm, many Inner Sect Disciples thought it was an exaggerated rumor, not to be believed.

When Lin Qian was about to engage in a life-or-death fight with Lei Qian, they believed even more that the odds were against him and that he could not escape his fate.

However, since then, they had discovered that Lin Qian was not as they had imagined; he was even more formidable than the rumors suggested.

Especially today, although Lin Qian had not taken action, he had already shown them the terrifying strength of his opponent.

Making Ding Zhirong feel the threat of death, yielding without a fight. The following Lei Qian, powerfully defeating the former number one Inner Sect Disciple Zhao Haiming.

All of this was enough to prove a point.@@novelbin@@

At platform nine of the competition venue, while other Inner Sect Disciples were still immersed in shock, Lin Qian and Lei Qian were already on their way back to Maoqing Mountain.

Lei Qian was not as calm as before; instead, he was exuberantly cheering, “Hahaha, I never thought that my strength could become so powerful!”

Today’s competition with Zhao Haiming had taken Lei Qian by surprise.

Although he was confident that he should have no problem defeating Zhao Haiming, the ease of the victory had been unexpected.

In his eyes, the once unattainable, unbeatable Zhao Haiming was now like a powerless child.

In terms of battle skills alone, Zhao Haiming was no match for Lei Qian, let alone the fact his soul power and physical body had far surpassed his opponent.

As for the characteristics of the Martial Soul, although Lei Qian and Zhao Haiming had Martial Souls of the same quality in the past,

because Zhao Haiming had broken through the Nirvana Realm with nine cycles while Lei Qian had only broken through with eight cycles, Lei Qian’s power was still somewhat inferior.

Now that Lei Qian had successfully added the missing cycle, this disadvantage had been completely remedied.

After Lin Qian’s thorough reform, Lei Qian’s talents had risen to the top of the young generation in Coastal State.

The Inner Sect Disciples of the Thunderbolt Department had not followed; they stayed at the place of competition to continue watching others compete.

After all, Lin Qian and Lei Qian were returning to Maoqing Mountain to continue their cultivation, a place where the War Emperor resided, and without special permission, it was not allowed to go up the mountain casually.

The initial Thunderbolt Department Disciple who came to report Ding Zhirong’s challenge to Lin Qian also waited outside the flying corridor of Maoqing Mountain and did not dare to directly enter Maoqing Mountain.

Having thoroughly experienced his rapid improvement in strength, Lei Qian not only felt lucky to have chosen to follow Lin Qian but was also extremely grateful to him.

Whether it was the cultivation technique he was now practicing or the potions used every night, they had all been bestowed by Lin Qian.

After returning to Maoqing Mountain, the two resumed their cultivation, and Lei Qian trained as if his life depended on it.

The earlier victory in the competition greatly inspired Lei Qian.

As evening approached once again, Lei Qian, still covered in wounds, left Maoqing Mountain muttering, “The boss is such a bastard, he went too hard again.”

Of course, Lei Qian was just distressed by the complaint and bore no grudge against Lin Qian.

After returning to the Lei family, Lei Qian received an extremely warm welcome; everyone from the Wanxiang Sect’s Lei family came to celebrate.

Lei Heng was particularly emotional, “Originally seeing you return half-dead from beatings every day, I thought what kind of ‘cultivation’ that was. But now, to think that Qianer has improved so much, tomorrow I really must personally thank him.”

The next morning, after finishing his night’s cultivation, Lin Qian looked in surprise at the busy courtyard.

First was the emotionally stirred Lei Heng, the prestigious Supreme Elder, Emperor Lei of the Wanxiang Sect, who warmly clasped his hands and kept thanking him.

“This grandson of mine, I’m fully entrusting him to Young Emperor, you can scold or beat him as you see fit, just as if he were your own grandson.”

Lei Heng’s words made everyone around burst into laughter, and Lei Qian slapped his own face in disbelief, speechless.

Lin Qian was both amused and troubled by Lei Heng’s words, “Mr. Lei, now I’m Lei Qian’s boss, I will naturally take care of him, don’t worry.”

Immediately after, Lin Qian turned his head to look around at several others.

The leader among them was none other than his martial uncle, Qin Wushuang; and behind him were four Inner Sect Disciples.

Two of them, one with a silent demeanor sporting a scar on his face, and the other appearing lazy and yawning, were none other than Ding Zhirong and Zhao Haiming.

The other two disciples, one male and one female, curiously looked towards Lin Qian.

“Special training?” After hearing the purpose of his martial uncle Qin Wushuang’s visit, Lin Qian was stunned, then shook his head vigorously, “No way, I am not a Sect instructor; why should I train them? I train Lei Qian because he is my little brother; these others are not.”

Upon hearing Lin Qian’s response, Qin Wushuang’s face showed some difficulty.

However, Ding Zhirong suddenly shouted two words at Lin Qian, “Boss!”

“Boss!” As soon as Ding Zhirong spoke, Zhao Haiming also coincidentally echoed.

The male and female disciples behind Qin Wushuang’s eyes lit up, as if suddenly enlightened, they quickly stepped forward and shouted, “Boss!”

Lin Qian stared wide-eyed at the four people before him, pointed at them and said, “What are you doing, acting like hooligans?”

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