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The next second, Mo Zidan suddenly appeared in front of Qin Jiang.

A sharp punch, filled with fierce wind, smashed toward Qin Jiang's chest.

Qin Jiang didn't offer any resistance; to him, it was no different than leaving his door wide open for a thief.

In his view, Qin Jiang must have been frightened out of his wits, which was why he just stood there without moving an inch.

Otherwise, even a fool would dodge when faced with an attack.

Just as his fists were about to hit Qin Jiang, Qin Jiang abruptly moved.

He waved his hand, and a powerful aura burst forth from his body, covering Mo Zidan entirely and causing him to stiffen.

Hmm?

Mo Zidan immediately felt as though he was being crushed by a mountain, even breathing became difficult.

And the fists he had aimed at Qin Jiang had also been stopped by a force, and despite using all his strength, his fists couldn't advance even half an inch.

How is this possible?

Shock filled Mo Zidan's heart. His eyes widened incredulously as he stared at Qin Jiang, his expression as if he had seen a ghost.

Before he could recover, Qin Jiang slapped out with his hand!

Mo Zidan's face changed dramatically as he quickly tried to retract his hands to block.

A blur flashed past, incredibly fast.

Slap!

Before Mo Zidan could block it, the heavy palm landed squarely on his face.

Puh!

Powerful inner strength flowed through the palm, causing Mo Zidan to suffer internal injuries. Blood spurted from his mouth, and his front teeth fell onto the ground along with the blood.

Before Mo Zidan could let out a scream, Qin Jiang kicked out, hitting him right in the abdomen.

Straight after, Mo Zidan, like a kite with a broken string, flew backward and crashed onto the ground, writhing in agony.

Puh!

Blood spewed from Mo Zidan like it was free, his face smeared with it, and his contorted expression made him look like a ghastly specter.

He was dumbfounded.

He had never expected Qin Jiang to be so strong, catching him completely off guard.

It was a moment of complacency, underestimating the young man.

If he had taken Qin Jiang seriously from the start and engaged him earnestly, perhaps there would have been a chance to win.

He was utterly bewildered, completely outplayed by Qin Jiang.

Struggling with indignation, he tried to get up from the ground, but before he could make a move, a figure flashed and instantly appeared in front of him.

A foot grew larger in his vision and finally landed squarely on his chest.

Crack!

In an instant, Mo Zidan's chest bone broke, and he emitted a pig-like scream, unbearably piercing.

"He really had it coming; he brought it upon himself!"

After seeing Mo Zidan in such a pathetic state, Xu Muge, Zhao Yuefei, and Ling Qingxue all smiled discreetly.

They had long found Mo Zidan displeasing, and now seeing him taught a lesson by Qin Jiang, they naturally felt much relieved.

Mo Xiong and the Mo Family members were completely stunned.

After a moment, Mo Xiong finally snapped out of shock, suddenly standing up from his seat.

"Zidan—"

Mo Xiong cried out in a panic.

He had never anticipated that things would turn out this way; it was entirely unexpected.
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"If you can't hold on, just admit defeat quickly!"

Mo Xiong hastily reminded, while also cursing under his breath.

Although he was reluctant to accept this reality, he was even less willing to see his only son get trampled to death.

Upon hearing Mo Xiong's words, Mo Zidan, as if waking from a dream, instantly understood and immediately shouted, "I..."

But before he could finish his sentence, Qin Jiang's foot, which had just been raised, stomped down again, the intense pain interrupting Mo Zidan's words.

Qin Jiang continued to lift his foot and then stomp down.

"Dare to disrespect my woman and friends, even if I don't kill you, I'll cripple you!"

Qin Jiang's voice turned cold.

Mo Zidan continued to spurt blood, his eyes bulging as large as bronze bells, filled with immense fear.

He was filled with regret!

He should never have provoked the man before him; he had truly pushed himself into the fire pit.

Seeing Mo Zidan unable to utter the words of surrender, Mo Xiong, like an ant on a hot pan, appeared on the stage at lightning speed.

"Stop!"

Mo Xiong quickly bowed and said to Qin Jiang with utmost respect, "Please, in consideration of the Mo Family, spare him!"