Qin Chen looked at the other inner sect disciples who could not believe what had just happened. He said coldly, "This guy is too weak. Next one, please. However, I still advise all of you to come at me together. This way, it might not be so embarrassing if you fall."
"Old man, I don't believe that you're really that powerful!" Another inner sect disciple of the Sancai realm rushed up.
The result was the same. He was quickly sent flying by Qin Chen. He didn't even know how he was hit before he vomited blood and fainted.
At this time, the group of inner sect disciples slightly restrained their contempt for Qin Chen.
An inner sect disciple of the Sixiang realm shouted, "Brothers, be careful. Although this old handyman only reached the Sancai realm after a hundred years, he has also cultivated arduously during this period and thus reach the peak of his realm in many aspects. So, don't underestimate him."
