Chapter 48 Sorry, we're the protagonists of this play

  Again, several family heads took the lead and proactively greeted Lin Yu, their voices even more respectful than when they spoke to Lin Zhanbei. In a short moment, they had already thought of where their interests lay. Clinging to Fengshen Sect's thigh meant what? These people understood better than anyone else.

  Of course, there were also some thoughts in mind, but due to the generation gap, they couldn't put down their face and speak up, so they could only stand still with a stern expression, watching as others went up to greet them, their feet seeming to want to move forward, yet rooted to the ground.

  Lin Yu didn't put on airs, and took the initiative to greet some of the homeowners. Those who were standing awkwardly aside weren't ignored by him either. In no time, nearly six or seven people had gathered around him. Meanwhile, those standing near Qin Feng were sparse in number.

  Lin Yu and several clan leaders chatted happily, for a time the atmosphere was very harmonious.

  "There's no need to continue, is there? The gap is too big." Lin Yu gazed at the situation on the field, his eyes scanning Qin Hao with a hint of a smile. In fact, although he spoke suddenly, it was not as if anyone would think he was being arrogant or boastful; most people would have thought the same way in this situation.

  The people around him immediately echoed with all their might. Qin Feng's face also became somewhat stiff at that moment.

  Bang!

  It seems to verify his judgment, as soon as the words fell, the last three people in the Mu family who had been struggling hard finally rolled out of the field with a very embarrassing posture. Then, the seven young men of the Lan family suddenly dispersed in all directions at the fastest speed, coordinating with the Lin family to start attacking.

  The people of the wooden house were just holding on to the line that balanced the situation, and at this moment, this line finally broke completely. With the addition of nine more people, the accumulated advantage of the Lin family finally burst out completely.

  Qin Shan was repeatedly forced back, his footwork in disarray. Qin Yuxian was directly suppressed into a corner, unable to move forward an inch. Qin Ze and others could only run around the square, using this to evade attacks from others. The remaining few were even more thoroughly trapped.

  The two young men were merciless in their physical confrontation, and even the onlookers were shocked by the ferocity of their attacks. So far, none of the Qin family members have been injured, but judging from their unorthodox movements, they are already thoroughly defeated, and their decline is unstoppable.

  "Let them withdraw." Qin Feng suddenly sighed, his tone filled with an unmistakable sense of helplessness and exhaustion: "We admit defeat in this match. There's no need to let them get hurt."

  This choice was a heavy burden for him. The Qin family's first match against the Lin family was inferior, and if they forfeited this match, it would mean another defeat. How could he calm his mind? Nevertheless, he had to make the most suitable choice regardless of what happened.

  His words came out, but no one was surprised. To be honest, if others were given the choice, they would do the same. Since it's already lost, why not just admit defeat? Do you have to pay the price before regretting what can't be done?

  Qin Hao heard his words, but he didn't say a word, his eyes staring straight at the movements of the people in the field, his gaze turning with the changes in their positions.

  "It should be about it." Qin Hao suddenly muttered to himself.

  "Qin Hao." Qin Feng slightly emphasized his tone, thinking that Qin Hao was not giving up and unwilling to let go. In his view, he could tolerate failure, but couldn't tolerate putting the safety of his family members at risk by taking a gamble. Choosing to forfeit was inevitable.

  "Father, next, just wait and see the good show." Qin Hao suddenly burst out laughing, his face overflowing with an imposing self-confidence.

  Qin Feng was taken aback and wanted to say something, but suddenly thought of the scene when Qin Hao accepted the city master's invitation, and for a moment, he couldn't say anything.

  Qin Hao smiled lightly and walked out of the crowd, then walked to his father's side, passing by the city master's position, directly standing at the railing of the viewing platform, with both hands on the railing, his body slightly leaning forward.

  "What does he want to do?" A spectator suddenly called out, and anyone could hear the inquiring meaning in his words.

  No one answered him. The people around him held their breath, looking at Qin Hao with suspicious eyes, waiting for his next move. Almost everyone was immersed in a thick fog of doubt. In fact, the beast's circling earlier, Lin Yu's appearance, and then Lin Yu's conversation with the various family heads had already caused many onlookers to secretly focus their attention here. Some people even perked up their ears to eavesdrop on the commotion over here. The scene was much quieter than it was at the start of the competition.

  Qin Hao walked past all the family heads and even surpassed the position of the city lord, directly walking to the front of the fence, facing the crowd in the square.

  It was even more direct to let the audience's attention be thoroughly concentrated. The square at this moment finally quieted down thoroughly. Except for the sound of the contestants' fists and feet waving, colliding, all other sounds disappeared.

  Under the gaze of the crowd, Qin Hao remained calm and composed, his right hand stretched out flat with his five fingers slightly bent, then his palm faced the center of the square where all the contestants were standing.

  Qin Hao's mouth curled up into a smile, and he turned his head to look at Lin Zhanbei and Lan Yi, saying in a clear voice: "Two masters, I may need to apologize."

  Everyone was even more puzzled and confused.

  Qin Hao turned his head and said calmly: "Everyone, let's watch the show."

  His eyes suddenly turned cold, his smile retracted, and his five fingers clenched into a fist. His right palm faced the center of the square, and he whispered two words: "Strike down."

  These two words are extremely soft and small, but as soon as they are spoken, they are like thunderclaps and raging storms.

  The whole audience was stunned! For a moment, there was a dead silence.

  "How dare you play tricks on me!" Lan Yi let out a cold snort. A sense of humiliation ignited the flames of anger in his heart, and his tone was exceptionally icy.

  Lin Yu's eyes flashed a sharp glint, which quickly dissipated. Lin Zhanbei let out a cold laugh: "Empty bravado..."

  As the conversation reached its midpoint, Lin Zhanbei's throat seemed to be choked by someone, and his pupils also subconsciously enlarged slightly. Suddenly, the scattered Qin family members around him began to move with extremely fast movements, fluttering about unpredictably and wandering all over the place.

  They, who were originally slow and heavy in their footsteps and slow in their offensive, seemed to have burst forth with infinite power in an instant. The ten people's movements were agile and quick, completely devoid of the clumsiness they had before.

  What was even more astonishing was that the movements of those ten people were exactly the same, swift as wind, light as a feather, free and agile, like a deer hanging its horns, fleeting and unpredictable. It was surprisingly similar to the movement Lin Yu used when he jumped down from mid-air earlier.

  "A thousand miles of imperial wind." Lin Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, his tone taking on a hint of severity.

  Lin Zhan's face was as calm as water, staring intently at the scene in front of him. His fists were clenched tightly under his sleeves, with his finger joints turning white.

  The battle was still ongoing. The crowd, who had been at a disadvantage just before, suddenly turned the situation around in an instant. With ten against seventeen, they were still gaining the upper hand. What's more surprising is that not only were their movements agile, but also the timing of using martial skills was clever. Although they rarely used martial skills, once they did, they could hit others' weak points and exert great effect.

  "How did it come to this." Lin Feng continued to dodge, his heart growing more and more flustered. The person who had just been bullying him was now being forced into such a desperate situation.

  "Lang Dong Qi Shi." A shrill, ear-piercing howl, Lin Feng's Xuan Qi burst forth in an instant, his hands shaped like claws, continuously striking and killing.

  Qin Ze let out a cold snort, his body taking countless extremely small steps on the ground, constantly changing direction within a small circular range, dodging all of Lin Feng's attacks.

  "Explode." Qin Ze's right foot stepped forward, and his fist struck the spot on Qin Ze's right shoulder.

  "How is that possible? How is that possible." Lin Feng was punched back several steps, he gritted his teeth and also punched Qin Ze's chest. Although Qin Ze seemed to retreat a few steps, he only felt like he had been hit by cotton, without any feeling of impact at all.

  Lin Feng's face turned even paler, his face filled with utter incredulity.

  "When you use your martial arts, the Xuan Qi at your right shoulder is stagnant and slow to react. I couldn't see it clearly before, but from the start of our match until now, you've used a total of thirteen techniques, almost all of which were like this."

  "Impossible, we've only just started fighting, how can you possibly see that clearly?" Lin Feng still had an incredulous look on his face. This weakness of his had been there for a long time, but after a period of training and using his left arm to cover it up, it should have been extremely difficult to discover. Today was also the first time he had fought against Qin Ze, so how could his weakness be exposed so quickly?

  "If it weren't for the sake of seeing through your attack patterns, would you have had the opportunity to suppress us earlier? Do you really think that with just your abilities, you can drive us to that point?" Qin Ze's eyes looked at them as if they were idiots, and then his figure flashed continuously, charging straight over.

  Qin Chao also moved at this moment, moving behind him, and with a palm print on his back, he struck his body forward.

  "Charge fist."

  Qin Ze Yun started his Xuan Gong, one fist charged towards Lin Feng who was flying towards him, heavily hitting his abdomen, then he jumped up and with a kick, heavily swept Lin Feng to the ground.

  Similar scenes are being staged everywhere...

  Lin Xiao and Lin Le used various powerful martial arts techniques to attack Qin Yuxian continuously, but she easily caught the opening and lightly threw out two palms, causing the two of them to be beaten until they were almost vomiting blood...

  The four members of the Lan family surrounded Qin Shan, but under his exquisite footwork, they were all beaten back without even touching a corner of his clothes...

  The empty gates exposed by the Lin and Lan families' numerous disciples when they attacked, the shortcomings of using martial skills, seem to have all been seen through...

  Qin Yuxian and others who had been trained in countless long-wood sieges, when using martial skills, their grasp of timing was already worlds apart from theirs. They could find a thread of opportunity in countless attacks, either dodging or taking advantage of it to counterattack. In this situation, the two family disciples became punching bags, without even the strength to parry, let alone counterattack.

  "Gather together." Lan Ran shouted loudly.

  At that moment, people from both families continuously retreated while drawing closer to each other. By the time they reached the middle of the field, they were all back-to-back and tightly clustered together.

  Period.

  Qin Yuxian lightly spat out this word. Afterwards, the Qin family members also moved, and in a few breaths, they had already formed an ever-turning circle that rapidly rolled towards them.

  This circle is not simply advancing, rotating, but is moving in an extremely strange way. What's even more astonishing is that their speed is almost like a sprint, using full force, but the rotation of the circle is not chaotic at all, and the positions maintained by the crowd are as if carefully measured.

  Qin Feng was overjoyed. On the surface, he remained calm and expressionless, but his eyes seemed to be sparkling with excitement.

  A casual glance around reveals that countless onlookers have their mouths agape, wide enough to fit a large duck egg.

  One roll passed, and a few young men from both families were knocked flying. Instantly scattered. The Qin family's ten people, like a cannonball crashing into the opponent's gathering, then burst open in an instant, like fireworks dispersing. Ten people turned into ten white light streams, rushing out from inside to outside.

  Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

  An attack several times more fierce than before unfolded before everyone's eyes, and at this moment, in the eyes of many people, the attacks of Lin and Lan families that had made them feel powerful enough before seemed like children fighting compared to it.

  After the dense and intense sound of fists flying everywhere like a storm, more than ten figures flew out horizontally, lying on the ground like broken sacks, unable to move. Only ten figures were left in the field, with the "Qin" character embroidered on their white clothes shining brightly under the sunlight, dazzlingly bright.

  The entire venue suddenly fell into a brief silence, so quiet that even the sound of breathing was clearly audible. Then, applause erupted like a volcanic explosion, hundreds of times more thunderous than before, as if it would burst through the sky.

  "Alright, alright."

  "Qin family, good job, good job."

  …………

  A multitude of people shouted, their hands waving wildly, their faces flushed with excitement.

  No one could accept such a sudden change. But even the onlookers who were mocking the Qin family just a moment ago were also cheering. This is the world of martial artists, where everyone admires the strong. No matter what happened before, at least for this moment, Qin Shan and his group had thoroughly conquered the crowd with their genuine strength.

  Qin Shan gazed around at the cheering crowd, as if a surge of heat was constantly flowing out from his heart, and his whole body trembled slightly. Qin Ze's round face turned bright red, his tightly clenched fists shaking lightly. The rest of the Qin family members were also barely suppressing their excitement, with some of them having eyes that were slightly reddened at the corners.

  For them, this is a dream-filled period. Even when they are dreaming, they hope to become a respected warrior. To be the guardian of the family, standing in front of the family, blocking wind and rain.

  However, in these three years, they have been constantly failing and almost completely losing the family's reputation. The people in the family are being bullied by outsiders, and they still don't have the ability to stop it. In recent years, even the younger generation can only rely on Qin Yuxian to hold up the scene.

  "Are all the young men of the Qin family dead? Is it necessary to have a girl hold up appearances?"

  This is what they have heard most often over the years.

  Who knows they tried their best but it's hard to change the status quo?

  Who knows this pain that pierces through bone and soul?

  Who knows that many of them often wake up suddenly in the middle of the night, run to the Wuji Pavilion, stare at Qin Yi's statue until their eyes are red, and clench their fists until their fingernails dig into their palms?

  No one is clear. Because not many people care. However, at this moment, their efforts over the years have finally paid off. After today, they are no longer a burden to the Qin family. They have the ability to fight for the honor of the family. Just like Qin Yi, just like Qin Feng, and also like Qin Hao.

  Qin Shan looked around in a circle, then clenched his fists and raised them high, the remaining nine people making the same gesture in unison.

  "Sorry, in this play, we're the leading roles."

  Among the cheers of thousands of people, Qin Hao turned back, laughing with an air of complacency.

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