Looking at the man's unyielding demeanor, Qin Chuan roughly guessed his thoughts: the man was simply trying to find a way to back down.
Despite his polite words, he was just trying to soften the blow, making it impossible for Qin Chuan to argue and thus letting the matter drop.
However, Qin Chuan wasn't going to let him get away with it so easily. After all, if it weren't for the Five Elements Immortal Banner, he and his junior sister might have been trapped inside, perhaps even dying.
For someone who had targeted him like this, not teaching them a lesson wouldn't be in line with a martial artist's mindset; he didn't want to relive those unpleasant memories.
This incident had already made Qin Chuan unhappy, so he wanted to make it up to him.
"I'll give you a chance. Lose an arm, and that'll end it here," Qin Chuan said after thinking for a moment.
Qin Chuan was essentially asking for a sacrifice; losing an arm was just right.
For a martial artist at this level, losing an arm was no small matter, but with the right price, there was a good chance of recovery.
However, even if they recovered, it would have an impact for a long time afterward, and with bad luck, it could have a significant effect.
However, this was an even greater humiliation for a martial artist, being forced to cut off their own arm.
At least for now, this man was somewhat wary of Qin Chuan, but not completely intimidated. In his eyes, Qin Chuan's condition was outrageous, a clear attempt to force him.
In fact, he was right; Qin Chuan was indeed forcing him, but what he didn't understand was that Qin Chuan was already showing leniency.
Unfortunately, he didn't understand, so the new city lord stared at Qin Chuan with a grim expression: "You really think I'm afraid of you?"
Qin Chuan shook his head: "I don't need you to be afraid of me. I've already given you a choice, and you didn't want it, so I'll choose for you."
"Arrogant! I'd like to see how you give me a choice. Do you really think you're some kind of great person?" The new city lord was furious, but he suppressed his anger and said in a low voice.
Qin Chuan nodded, slowly took a step forward, and simultaneously struck out with his palm.
Roar!
Divine Dragon Strike!
This was one of Qin Chuan's most powerful trump cards, and most importantly, its momentum was unparalleled. Qin Chuan wanted to suppress his opponent's momentum first; once the momentum was suppressed, the opponent's combat power would be greatly reduced.
That wasn't all. Just to be on the safe side, Qin Chuan summoned the little dragon cub. He wasn't entirely sure how terrifying the little creature's fighting power was.
This was a true dragon with divine dragon blood, and although it didn't look imposing, it was incredibly cute. Even Qin Chuan treated the little guy like a child, like a little daughter.
The dragon cub was extremely dangerous in battle; its entire body was practically an impenetrable fortress, its physical strength far surpassing that of even the most powerful magical beasts.
Qin Chuan's attack was powerful, but he hadn't used any formations or weakened his opponent, so the attack was still withstood.
Amidst the earth-shattering aura, the middle-aged man's face was solemn. He had withstood the attack, but it hadn't been easy, and he was deeply shocked.
Because this was a casual attack from Qin Chuan, at least it appeared casual. And then Qin Chuan struck again.
Yin Yang Five Elements Hand!
Bang bang bang!
Three consecutive attacks, powerful as well, but still inferior to the Divine Dragon Strike. At this moment, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief.
As expected, the previous attack was a trump card, at least in the middle-aged man's eyes. It was a powerful trump card, yet he had blocked it.
He felt incredibly proud, his confidence soaring. After all, he believed he had easily blocked Qin Chuan's trump card.
This man had a miraculous body-refining technique from his fortuitous encounter, designed to enhance his physical body. Although he didn't specialize in physical cultivation, it was always a source of pride for him.
Many beings of equal strength couldn't harm him, so he always emerged victorious, displaying the demeanor of a master.
This made him very happy. Imagine everyone being at the same level of strength; Qin Chuan attacking him would cause no harm, while his own attack would injure him. This feeling was naturally wonderful, an indescribable pleasure.
Therefore, Qin Chuan's previous attack was very powerful, even putting pressure on the middle-aged man. After all, he was very confident in his body, and the fact that his strong physique felt considerable pressure was enough to demonstrate the power of the attack.
However, after sensing Qin Chuan's normal attack, the man laughed: "I thought you were much stronger. If that's all, then I'm sorry, you're not leaving today."
Qin Chuan also smiled, but didn't speak. He saw the man's smugness, or rather, his pride.
The man was happy, seeing that Qin Chuan couldn't hurt him, and that his trump card only made him feel uncomfortable, so he was in a good mood, and a condescending aura arose spontaneously.
Bang bang bang!
Another three-hit combo, Qin Chuan still used the same attack, only the speed of the attack was a little faster.
The Midas Touch combined with the power of the world made Qin Chuan's three-hit combo slightly stronger than before, but only slightly, and even careful sensing might not be able to detect the change in the attack.
However, Qin Chuan's attack would become stronger and stronger with the number of attacks, and the Midas Touch was equally powerful.
This was like boiling a frog in warm water, completely undetectable unless one knew in advance or had an exceptionally sensitive body.
Like the man in front of him, who was now filled with joy and carried away by his pride, he naturally wouldn't notice these changes that even careful sensing couldn't detect.
Dozens of moves quickly passed, and the man grew increasingly relaxed, his mood lightening. Qin Chuan shook his head; this was truly a brother, both of them had fallen for this.
In battle, even a lion hunting a rabbit must use its full strength; one cannot be careless. The faster the fight, the better.
Delay can lead to unforeseen consequences!
But people are also prone to overconfidence and have a strong sense of revenge. Qin Chuan's earlier words had made him uncomfortable, so he wanted to show Qin Chuan in his own way who was the strongest, who truly reigned supreme.
"Young man, you're still too green. Alright, I've wasted so much time with you; it's time to end this. Don't worry, I won't let you die so soon," the man said smugly.
"I've remembered everything you said," Qin Chuan replied, his smile warm, sunny, and natural, but to the man, it was inexplicably unsettling.
"Die!"
Huh?
The man was about to unleash his powerful trump card when he suddenly staggered. In that instant, a sharp pain surged through his body, almost causing him to collapse. Moreover, the pain was like a raging torrent, crashing through his body and intensifying.
This was no illusion.