177: Chapter 177 Even a mighty dragon can't suppress a local snake?!

On the streets of Sunset City, the flow of people was like a tide, and every passing Cultivator wore a solemn expression.

The shadow of the approaching Yao Beast tide, like a massive dark cloud, pressed heavily upon everyone's heart.

Apart from the faint, ocean-like roars of Yao Beasts, the air was filled with a suffocating sense of tension.

Qin Feng, dressed in a black robe with his hands behind his back, walked at the very front with a leisurely expression.

Beside him, Zhao Simin kept her head lowered, her face veiled in light gauze, following with docile steps.

Although she tried her best to conceal it, the arrogance carved into her bones contrasted strangely with her current submissive posture, causing passing Cultivators to glance at her frequently.

"Master, the City Lord's Mansion is just ahead."

Zhao Simin extended her slender, jade-white fingers and pointed towards a magnificent and solemn sprawling mansion ahead.

In front of the mansion, the ground was paved with solid obsidian, and two massive stone-carved Qilin stood on either side, exuding a faint majesty.

At this moment, several long queues had already formed in front of the mansion, all consisting of Loose Cultivators who had heard the news and were preparing to register for battle.

"There are quite a lot of people; it seems those coveting the City Lord's Mansion's rewards are not few in number."

Qin Feng rubbed his chin, a playful smile hanging on the corners of his mouth, and strode towards the end of one of the queues.

"Stop!"

Just as the two of them had joined the end of the queue and were preparing to wait quietly for registration, a rough, duck-like voice filled with heavy frivolity suddenly came from the side without warning.

Qin Feng frowned slightly and looked in the direction of the voice.

He saw a short, fat youth wearing a garish green robe, his body expanding horizontally, waving a somewhat ridiculous folding fan, and swaggering over while surrounded by a group of cronies.

This person had a face full of flabby flesh, and his mung bean-sized eyes flashed with lewd light as he stared fixedly at the veiled Zhao Simin.

"Tsk tsk, truly, one finds what one is looking for without even trying; in Sunset City, to actually encounter such a top-tier Fairy..."

The short, fat youth was named Gu Dashan, the young master of a medium-sized cultivation Family in the city.

He took a few steps to stand before Zhao Simin, snapped his folding fan shut, and with a condescending and arrogant posture, reached out to touch the light veil covering her smooth face, while lewdly laughing,

"Little beauty, why cover your face? It's hot out, aren't you uncomfortable? Come, let this young master see your pretty face. As long as you accompany this young master for some fun, you won't need to queue for registration; I can get it done for you with just a word!"

Zhao Simin's willow-leaf eyebrows stood up, and a trace of extreme coldness and disgust flashed deep in her eyes.

In the Hehuan Sect Outer Sect, she was, at the very least, a high-and-mighty Genius Fairy; when had she ever been publicly molested by such a disgusting, pig-like creature?

She instinctively wanted to draw her sword, but as soon as she moved, she remembered her current awkward status and could only forcibly suppress her killing intent, looking at the man beside her for help.

Qin Feng stood where he was, his expression as calm as water; he couldn't even be bothered to lift his eyelids.

He had only come to register to earn contribution points and really didn't want to waste time at the entrance of the City Lord's Mansion because of a mere bug.

"Let's go, let's change queues."

Qin Feng uttered these words indifferently, reached out to take Zhao Simin's small hand, and turned around, preparing to take her away from this place of trouble.

However, his concession became a symbol of cowardice and incompetence in the eyes of Gu Dashan.

"Stop! I'm talking to you, are you deaf?!"

Seeing that Qin Feng dared to ignore him, Gu Dashan felt his dignity had been severely challenged.

His face instantly flushed red like a pig's liver, blue veins bulged on his forehead, and he slammed his folding fan shut, his Middle Stage Foundation Establishment true essence erupting instantly without reservation!

"Little bastard, leave the woman behind and get lost!"

Before his words had even faded, Gu Dashan stepped out with a savage expression. His right hand transformed into a fat, sharp claw, carrying a bone-chilling gale of green true essence, and with an irresistible force, he smashed it towards the back of Qin Feng's head!

To ordinary Loose Cultivators, a full-strength strike from a Middle Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator was an irresistible thunderous technique.

The Cultivators queuing around them let out exclamations, their eyes filled with pity and sympathy as they looked at Qin Feng, as if they had already foreseen the miserable end of the black-robed youth having his head crushed by that claw.

However, facing the lethal strike from behind, Qin Feng's forward momentum stopped abruptly.

He turned around suddenly, and a bone-chilling killing intent flashed through his deep eyes.

"I gave you a chance, but you didn't want it. Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

Qin Feng concentrated the pure Physical Body strength of his Heavenly Tyrant Body, which was comparable to that of an ancient Yao Beast, into his right fist.

Dark golden Qi and blood surged madly beneath his skin, and in an instant, his right fist seemed to transform into an ancient divine hammer capable of smashing mountains.

"BOOM—!!!"

Qin Feng, expressionless, threw a plain and simple punch directly at Gu Dashan's fat claw!

The moment the fist and claw collided, a deafening, earth-shattering sound, like thunder from the Nine Heavens descending upon the world, suddenly exploded in front of the City Lord's Mansion gate.

The violent shockwave of power spread in a ring, causing the sturdy obsidian floor beneath their feet to crack with fine, spiderweb-like fissures.

"AAAH—!!!"

Immediately following this, the sound of bones shattering and a scream of extreme misery rang out simultaneously.

Gu Dashan's fat right hand bones, before the unreasonable power of Qin Feng's Heavenly Tyrant Body, were as fragile as dried twigs, instantly shattering section by section, his skin splitting and flesh tearing!

And his entire body, like a cannonball fired from a chamber, was sent flying over a dozen zhang away by the punch, slamming heavily into the vermilion gate of the City Lord's Mansion with a dull thud.

"Pfft—!"

Gu Dashan collapsed on the ground, spitting out a large mouthful of blood mixed with shattered teeth, his entire right arm hanging limp at his side, and he rolled on the ground in agony.

A deathly silence...

The hundreds of Cultivators queuing in front of the City Lord's Mansion were collectively petrified in an instant.

Their mouths were wide open, their eyeballs nearly popping out, and their faces were filled with extreme horror, as if they had seen a ghost.

"W-What the f*ck?! Did I see that right?!"

"That kid... clearly only has Early Foundation Establishment Stage cultivation, right?!"

"One punch... he injured Gu Dashan, who is at the Middle Stage, with just one punch?! This combat power is too terrifying."

The sounds of gasping and exclamations rose and fell one after another, echoing endlessly.

Qin Feng retracted his fist, nonchalantly brushed the non-existent dust from his cuffs, glanced sideways at the screaming Gu Dashan lying on the ground, parted his thin lips, and coldly spat out two words,

"Trash."

Having said that, without even the interest to glance back, he led the completely stunned Zhao Simin directly to the registration table that had opened up in front.

The City Lord's Mansion deacon responsible for registration also swallowed hard, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and dared not delay for even a moment.

With the fastest speed possible, he helped Qin Feng and Zhao Simin complete their registration and handed them two specially made identity jade tokens.

Meanwhile, Gu Dashan, lying in the ruins, managed to stand up with the help of his companions.

He clutched his broken arm tightly with his intact left hand, his eyes filled with extreme resentment as he stared fixedly at the backs of the man and woman, and roared through gritted teeth,

"Little bastard... just you wait for me... If this young master doesn't tear you into ten thousand pieces, I swear I won't be human... It hurts like hell, hurry up and help me find my brother!"