Divine King of Honour Chapter 5 Be Mature, Not Childish

Xu Nian's actions flowed seamlessly, his power overwhelmingly mighty. Slap after slap landed on Qin Tian, leaving the latter stunned and reeling.

The surrounding spectators stood utterly speechless.

A Five-star Warrior got brutally smacked around by someone whose Dantian was said to be shattered, without any chance to retaliate. Without witnessing it themselves, they'd never accept it, even under torture.

Wang Siyu froze in total shock, completely baffled by the scene.

Xu Nian's Dantian was obviously destroyed—how could he dominate Qin Tian so thoroughly?

"It has to be luck; Qin Tian must've let his guard down! That's how Xu Nian surprised him." Wang Siyu whispered to himself.

Xu Nian caught the murmurs from the crowd, a faint smirk tugging at his lips.

Dantian ruined?

His Spiritual Cultivation had not only restored to the Four-star Warrior Realm, but his Divine Demon Cultivation had advanced to Basic Ninth Level Heaven. Invincible below the Star Realm, handling a trivial Five-star Warrior like Qin Tian was as easy as grabbing a chicken.

"Boom!"

Following over a hundred slaps, Xu Nian delivered a powerful kick that hurled Qin Tian flying.

Qin Tian soared ten meters through the air, his face bloated like a melon, too gruesome to behold.

The onlookers drew sharp breaths in astonishment, their gazes toward Xu Nian shifting to pure dread.

Hell, that was brutally vicious—even his own mother wouldn't recognize Qin Tian now.

Qin Tian snapped out of his daze, the burning agony on his face and chest hitting him hard. A torrent of shame surged within him.

Getting pummeled into a pig's head by a "trash" like this—if word got out, he'd be the butt of jokes forever.

"No, I won't rest until you're dead today," Qin Tian bellowed with crimson eyes, his mind consumed by killing rage.

With those words, a savage aura erupted from him, a tiger head illusion manifesting behind, instantly amplifying his menacing presence.

"Is that the Qin Family's Combat Skill… Furious Tiger Sky Punch Fist? Never thought Qin Tian had mastered a Combat Skill!"

"Even as the simplest Combat Skill, its might is extraordinary. If that fist connects, won't Xu Nian explode instantly?"

"Looks like Qin Tian's really furious, or he wouldn't unleash his Combat Skill."

…

Shouts of amazement rippled through the crowd once more over Qin Tian's displayed Combat Skill.

Xu Nian eyed the tiger head phantom behind Qin Tian, a touch of surprise flickering in him.

How could he fail to identify the Furious Tiger Sky Punch Fist? It was the Qin family's entry-level Combat Skill, forbidden to anyone outside the main lineage.

Qin Tian, mere collateral kin, wielding the Furious Tiger Sky Punch Fist proved the family's high regard for him.

"Xu Nian, if you must fault someone, fault your own arrogance. Dying to the Furious Tiger Sky Punch Fist is actually your privilege!" Qin Tian sneered icily, fist gripped like a snarling tiger, his aura terrifyingly dominant.

"Die!" He roared, lunging at Xu Nian with momentum like a tiger pouncing down a cliff.

The crowd's faces filled with horror; the Furious Tiger Sky Punch Fist's power was undeniably fearsome.

Yet against the rampaging Qin Tian, Xu Nian showed no fear, standing steady without any guard up.

"Is he courting death?"

The spectators cried out, assuming Xu Nian had surrendered to fate.

Qin Tian's mouth twisted into a savage grin, envisioning Xu Nian shattering under his blow.

"Slap!"

But right when all believed Xu Nian doomed by Qin Tian's strike, an unbelievable twist left jaws on the floor.

Xu Nian lightly swung his palm, slapping Qin Tian airborne once more.

"This..."

Everyone nearby petrified, refusing to accept the evidence of their eyes.

Wang Siyu gaped speechlessly in disbelief.

If the prior slap flying Qin Tian was sheer chance or carelessness, what explained this one?

Even with his Combat Skill unleashed, Qin Tian got slapped away; no one would buy the tale of Xu Nian's ruined Dantian anymore, not on pain of death.

"Boom!"

Qin Tian slammed into the ground hard, coughing up blood, struggling to grasp this reality.

Smiling broadly, Xu Nian strode forward, planted his foot squarely on Qin Tiann's chest, and chuckled softly, “How does it feel now? Do you think you’re utterly useless?”

“You bastard spawned from a lowly servant, how dare you…” Qin Tiann spotted Xu Nian’s foot on his chest and exploded in fury once more.

“Shut your filthy mouth, or face death!” A cold gleam sparked in Xu Nian’s eyes as he stomped right onto Qin Tiann’s mouth.

That single stomp pulverized Qin Tiann’s teeth and jawbone in an instant, twisting his mouth into a gruesome mess.

The crowd around them shuddered in horror, figuring Qin Tiann likely couldn’t chew food for three whole months!

What a ruthless fellow!

Completely merciless!

For an instant, everyone eyed Xu Nian with palpable dread.

“Qin Tiann, let me tell you the truth—I barely used ten percent of my power earlier, so to me, you’re no more than a pathetic ant,” Xu Nian declared icily, gazing down at the blood-drenched mouth of Qin Tiann sprawled on the ground.

An ant!

Unable to swallow this harsh truth, Qin Tiann coughed up yet another gush of fresh blood and blacked out from sheer rage.

No hint of pity showed in Xu Nian’s eyes as he stared at the mangled features of Qin Tiann.

All this was merely the bitter fruit of Qin Tiann’s own deeds; he had relentlessly tormented Xu Nian and his mother without ever sparing them mercy.

“Qin Hen, just you wait—you’re next,” Xu Nian murmured under his breath, a icy flicker lighting up his gaze.

“Xu Nian, has your Dantian healed? Why didn’t you tell me? I’ve always held feelings for you deep in my heart. Can’t we just get back together?” Right as Xu Nian turned to depart, Wang Siyu rushed over, clutched his sleeve, and plastered on a fawning smile.

After witnessing those events, she grasped that Xu Nian’s Dantian had not only mended but his power had surged dramatically. With his present prowess, gaining entry to Qinglin Academy was a sure thing, and his future prospects loomed endlessly bright.

“You have me in your heart?” Xu Nian sneered, swiveling to face Wang Siyu’s desperate, pleading expression.

In that moment, he finally saw the true face of the girl standing before him.

“Grow up and quit the childish games—you and I no longer belong to the same world,” Xu Nian laughed chillingly while shaking free of Wang Siyu’s grasp and striding off without a single glance back.

Wang Siyu’s smile froze rigid on her face as she stood there petrified, a torrent of intense regret surging within her.