My Martial Arts Level Never Drops

Chapter 300: Chapter 156: Spitting Blood

The moment Shen Han spoke, Qin Fang could hear the condescending arrogance laced in his ice-cold tone.

...He was clearly furious.

And it was an anger born from the fact that Qin Fang ’dared’ to challenge him.

This made Qin Fang raise an eyebrow unconsciously.

Before Qin Fang could say a word, Shen Han continued in that same icy voice, ”I’ve seen plenty of people like you.”

”You get a lucky break dug up from some godforsaken ditch, scramble your way up, and by some fluke, amass a pathetic amount of Cultivation. Now you think you’re a carp about to leap the dragon gate?”

”Challenge me? Are you even worthy?”

”Did you think this is like back in your neck of the woods, where you can make a name for yourself by beating up a few local thugs? Did you think—”

Seeing that Shen Han was about to drone on, Qin Fang finally cut him off.

”Are you sick in the head?”

After saying this, he impatiently cleaned out his ear, as if Shen Han’s words were filth that had defiled it.

”W-What?”

Shen Han froze, staring daggers at Qin Fang.

Qin Fang said, exasperated, ”Who the fuck do you think you are? ’Not worthy to challenge you?’ Why don’t you go tell the Post House? Have them hang a banner: ’By order of Eldest Young Master Shen, no one is permitted to challenge him.’ Go on, do it!”

Shen Han’s entire body trembled, the fury in his eyes threatening to erupt like a volcano.

”Can’t do it? If you can’t do that, then what the hell are you posturing for in front of me?”

Qin Fang felt genuinely disgusted. ”This is a challenge, so let’s stick to the challenge. Can you fight, or not? Do you have the guts, or not? If you do, let’s fight. If you don’t, then surrender. Fucking hell, you talk too much.”

”You don’t actually think you’re hot shit just because you’re from the Shen Family, do you? You can’t be serious.”

”The amazing one is that Elder in your family. What the hell does that have to do with you?”

”Damn it, you’ve taken the Martial Arts Examination two or three times and you still can’t even crack the top twelve. You run into an opponent, and your first reaction isn’t to work harder and surpass them, but to find ways to probe their strength first... With a mindset like that, you still want to make the top twelve? You think the Elders and masters of the Celestial Spirit Sect are blind? A piece of work like you? Give you another hundred years and you still wouldn’t fucking make it.”

”And now you have the fucking nerve to stand here running your mouth at me with that smug, superior look on your face? ’Not worthy to challenge you?’”

”Who the hell are you, anyway? Without the Shen Family, who the fuck would even know your name? If I were you, I’d have smashed my head against a wall and died long ago. No one’s asking you to take first place, but you can’t even make the top twelve? You have the nerve to show your face?”

”If I were your father, I would’ve just shot you on the wall to begin with... save you the trouble of bringing shame and disgrace to the family.”

”That’s really enough. I haven’t ripped into someone like this in a long time. You’re the first person in two fucking years who’s made me lose my cool...”

Qin Fang rolled his eyes, looking utterly exasperated.

...Ever since he’d transmigrated, he’d never truly unloaded on someone like this.

As for Shen Han, his face had turned a shade of livid purple.

...Clearly, Qin Fang’s tirade of profanity was completely beyond his comprehension.

...He’d never imagined someone would dare to curse him with such vile, filthy language!

”You...”

”You motherfucker, are you going to fight or not?”

Qin Fang’s opening curse completely shattered Shen Han’s composure.

His face flushed crimson as he roared, ”You’re courting death!!!”

Enraged beyond measure, he suddenly lunged, charging at Qin Fang with killing intent.

To his credit, Shen Han lived up to his status as a Noble Family’s Heir. He had some skill, his speed was blistering, and his Force was astounding.

But to Qin Fang, it was laughably inadequate.

...Having already reached the Third Realm, the moment his opponent moved, Qin Fang could already predict his follow-up Technique.

Besides... the guy seemed to have lost his head, making no attempt to conceal his attack in his rage.

Qin Fang tilted his head, easily dodging the blow. Shen Han’s eyes were bloodshot, his rage having nearly burned away the last of his reason. Just as he was about to attack again...

SMACK!!

...a slap came from out of nowhere, cracking across his face.

His entire offense crumbled in an instant. The powerful force sent him spinning through the air three times before he landed in a pathetic heap.

When he dizzily lifted his head, a sharp pain shot through his face, and he found blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

His pupils contracted violently as he stared at Qin Fang in utter disbelief.

”That’s it? This is all you’ve got? I heard your best finish was thirteenth place, and this is what you bring?”

Qin Fang stood over him, looking down with condescension. ”You’re not even as good as Geng Ye from yesterday... And here I thought you’d have some amazing tricks up your sleeve. I mean, let’s be real, even if I weren’t here, you’d have a hard time making the top twelve, wouldn’t you?”

Shen Han’s face was deathly pale. ”You...”

”’You’ what? You, trying to probe me? Honestly, it was a complete waste of effort... Don’t tell me you were just softening me up for someone else? What a nice guy.”

PTHOO!!!

The moment Qin Fang’s words fell, Shen Han couldn’t stop himself from spraying a mouthful of fresh blood.

Qin Fang instinctively took a step back. After a moment of stunned silence, he quickly called out to the Black Armored Soldier on the high platform, ”Hey, hey! You all saw that! I only slapped him once, and I pulled my Strength. I hit his face, so it’s a superficial wound at worst... him spitting up blood has nothing to do with me!”

The Black Armored Soldiers: ”...”

Li Yao was dumbfounded.

The dark-faced middle-aged man was also stunned.

In the distance, nearly everyone was completely baffled.

Even Qian Ruhai and Lin Chen were staring wide-eyed at the arena...

”Such a... such a vicious tongue!!”

Someone murmured.

Everyone’s expression shifted as they swallowed nervously.

...Including the people from A Courtyard, whose faces all paled.

Qin Fang’s mouth was simply too venomous!

They had all heard Qin Fang’s words, and then... as fellow Heirs of Noble Families, they couldn’t help but subconsciously put themselves in Shen Han’s place.