Abyss Dominator System
Chapter 116 - 111 The Slap Resounds

Chapter 116: Chapter 111 The Slap Resounds

"Qigong Master?"

Bai Yan squinted his eyes, a cold smirk hanging on his lips, while a flicker of anger flashed across his face and disappeared.

"So-called Qigong Masters are just mere trash in front of me!"

Bai Yan’s words made the group of Daoist Robe men look uncomfortable. One of the young Daoist Robe men snorted angrily and said with a grim face: "A greenhorn who barely has his hair grown, truly clueless! You have provoked someone you shouldn’t have today!"

"I’ve killed enough people today, but I won’t mind adding a few more ignorant fools like you."

Bai Yan couldn’t be bothered to explain; he took a deep breath, a cold smirk on his face, and beckoned: "Come at me all at once, save the time."

Bai Yan’s body erupted with a strong, proud, and reckless aura, like a fierce tiger awakening, ready to choose its prey.

"Such arrogance!"

"I think you are the one who is really clueless, thinking you are invincible just because you know a trick or two? Master, let me teach this kid a lesson, show him that there are always higher skies and other people above him!"

The Daoist Robe men shouted angrily, one of them urgently gestured with clenched fists towards Master Chen.

"This kid really has a tough mouth!"

Master Chen smirked coldly: "Do you think we are those performers with flashy moves you see on television?"

"I will show you what a real Qigong Master is! Fourth brother, go teach him a lesson, just cripple him as Young Master Li Feiwen said."

Master Chen instructed the four disciples beside him.

The previously volunteering young man was overjoyed, bowing respectfully towards Master Chen: "Yes, Master."

The young Daoist Robe man stepped in front of Bai Yan and paused; he glanced at the blood-stained machete in Bai Yan’s hand, a look of disdain flashed across his face.

"Chen Yiyi, the 23rd generation successor of Chen-style Qigong, at your service!"

Fourth brother Chen Yiyi posed a significant starting gesture and arrogantly smiled at Bai Yan.

His face was filled with nonchalance. Observing Bai Yan, he saw that the kid had a loose stance, with unstable footing, and wide open guard—definitely not a martial artist.

At most, this could be considered a brave commoner; Fourth brother Chen Yiyi felt like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut dealing with Bai Yan.

"I’ll let you make the first move!"

Chen Yiyi smiled confidently, believing his handsome pose was particularly attractive to women.

Chen Yiyi’s gaze unintentionally fell on the beautiful face of An Xiaowan, a barely perceptible look of admiration flashed across his face.

Bai Yan walked forward coldly, blocking Chen Yiyi’s view: "Let me make the first move?"

Under the scrutiny of the Demon’s Eye, Chen Yiyi’s capabilities were completely exposed.

His strength was 19 points, agility 20 points, constitution 11 points, but intelligence only a mere 7 points.

"Of course! I feel ashamed to fight a weaker opponent, but orders are orders. Young brother, you go first! So that nobody says I bullied you."

Chen Yiyi spoke righteously, his face full of a sense of justice.

Bai Yan sneered, my strength is 76, agility 74 points, and you dare play the gentleman with me?

"Fine."

Bai Yan agreed straightforwardly, without another word, his right hand swung round, fast as lightning!

Bai Yan’s hand cut through the air, making intimate contact with Chen Yiyi’s left cheek.

"Slap~!"

Bai Yan’s slap landed on Chen Yiyi’s face, completely dumbfounding him.

Damn, that was fast!

Chen Yiyi couldn’t even react!

"You!"

Chen Yiyi was furious; this kid even slapped me in the face, and in front of a stunning beauty!

This was unbearable for the always conceited Chen Yiyi, feeling a huge blow to his ego!

Ever since he started learning martial arts, he felt his life’s trajectory had changed, not to the extent of an extraordinary Martial Arts genius in novels but enough to rise and flourish, having the fate of a born protagonist, right?

But today, this kid dared to slap him!

"Kid, you asked for this!"

Chen Yiyi’s face darkened; then he lifted his right hand, a faint glow gathering in his palm.

The light was faint, very weak, but definitely there.

Is this Qigong?

Too pathetic, not even comparable to Gang Qi.

Fighting such a person truly insults the way of Martial Arts.

Bai Yan frowned, then swung his right hand out.

"Whoosh~! Slap!"

A crisp sound emerged, another resounding slap!

"Shit! You’re asking for death! Take my Chen-style Qigong move - Hidden Dragon Emerges from the Sea!"

Chen Yiyi roared, his right fist striking out fiercely!

Bai Yan held the machete in his left hand and lightly parried the impressive move "Hidden Dragon Emerges from the Sea."

He didn’t need to use his Gang Qi at all; Bai Yan could easily neutralize such so-called techniques with just his physical strength.

"Whoosh!"

Bai Yan’s right hand came back, bringing with it the sound of the wind.

"Smack!"

The slap was loud!

Bai Yan backhandedly slapped Chen Yiyi’s right cheek.

"You! You! This is too much!!"

Chen Yiyi was so angry he felt like his lungs would explode. He gathered all his Inner Qi in an attempt to overpower Bai Yan.

"Smack!"

Another slap resounded. Bai Yan’s slap abruptly disrupted the flow of Inner Qi within Chen Yiyi’s body, causing him to spit out a mouthful of old blood, suffering internal injuries from the backlash of his own Inner Strength.

Chen Yiyi glared at Bai Yan with eyes shooting fire, "You little bastard, you dare..."

"Smack!"

"Such filthy talk, well deserving of a slap."

Bai Yan looked at him indifferently and delivered another slap.

"You!..."

"Smack!"

"Damn it! Stop hitting the face!"

"Smack!"

"I swear I’ll turn against you if you hit me again!"

"Smack!"

Bai Yan remained eerily calm, his right hand moving like lightning, continuously slapping Chen Yiyi.

Left and right.

After hitting the left cheek, then the right cheek.

Chen Yiyi could no longer feel the muscles on his face; he felt his entire face swelling up, losing all sensation.

It was no longer about a blow to his pride—Chen Yiyi felt his self-respect being ruthlessly trampled by Bai Yan!

Master Chen and Li Feiwen looked on in shock as Chen Yiyi, without any strength to fight back, was slapped repeatedly by Bai Yan, each slap louder than the last, as if hitting their own faces.

A twenty-third generation descendant of Chen-style Qigong, before Bai Yan, was like a little brat being publicly slapped without a way to defend himself.

Eventually, Chen Yiyi couldn’t take it anymore, he broke down.

Chen Yiyi cried, with a tearful voice he called out, "Master, save me!"

Master Chen’s face turned incredibly somber, watching his little disciple Chen Yiyi being slapped like this made his face ache as if he was the one being hit by Bai Yan.

"Third Junior, Second Junior, Eldest Junior, all of you go together, cripple this brat!"

Master Chen’s face was frosty.

"Yes, Master!"

The three brothers stepped forward, glaring furiously at Bai Yan.

"Here come a few more looking for death."

Bai Yan sneered, still slapping Chen Yiyi’s face continuously.

"You brat, let go of my Junior Brother!"

The three Daoist-robed men gathered their Inner Strength and charged roaring.

Bai Yan sneered and kicked fiercely, his speed reaching the extreme. These men, possessing strength and agility not exceeding 22 points, were utterly unable to block Bai Yan’s kick.

One kick for each, they were sent flying back the way they came.

The three Daoist-robed men, spitting blood and with ghastly pale faces, some even passed out directly.

Master Chen’s figure flickered as he caught the three disciples, then with a frosty face he walked forward and said to Bai Yan, "Young man, I gave you chance after chance, yet you continue to provoke my patience! Aren’t you afraid I’ll kill you?"

"Are you saying that I should be grateful after you try to cripple me?"

Bai Yan looked a bit surprised, then coldly laughed, "Some mortals are really full of themselves."

"Smack!"

Bai Yan delivered a fierce slap that knocked Chen Yiyi out cold, then lightly dusted off his hands and said casually, "Qigong master? No big deal, now it’s your turn."

Bai Yan walked towards Master Chen.

Li Feiwen immediately yelled out, "Master Chen, show this brat some real power!"

Master Chen’s face was grave, knowing that Bai Yan could easily deal with his four proud disciples spoke volumes about his strength!

He knew these four disciples had been trained in Qigong from their childhood, each possessing over ten years of foundational Inner Qi strength, far more solid than those counterfeit Qigong masters out there.

"Young man, I know you are formidable, but I am their master."

Master Chen said solemnly, "I will show you what real Qigong is."