Making Great Fortune Overnight

0Zuo Chenbing no longer had any fear of Qin Lang. Now that Qin Lang was injured, he could easily crush him to death.    

    

"Chuchu, order Zuo Hu to come to Yanjing and lead the disciples of Law Enforcement Hall to supervise Yanjing Martial Alliance. We will wait until the Chief Chairman returns to Hua Xia before making any plans."    

    

Seeing that Qin Lang had lost the ability to fight back, Zuo Chenbing naturally became more and more arrogant.    

    

The big-breasted woman was wild with joy, "Understood."    

    

Qin Lang ignored Zuo Chenbing's words. He was hit by the Slap by the big-breasted woman. He looked at the sky quietly, and his mind was unprecedentedly clear.    

    

His eyes also became clear.    

    

He suddenly saw the flapping wings of the birds in the sky and felt the blood flowing in his body.    

    

A surge of energy surged in his dantian, as if it was going to break out at any time.    

    

...    

    

At the same time, in the business car leaving the Yanjing Martial Alliance, Yeyuan Meiya bit her lips and looked at Xiaoquan Wuzheng and whispered, "Master, why didn't you kill them all just now?"    

    

She added softly, "If we don't kill him now, I'm worried that he might run away or bring out other Huaxia martial masters. I'm afraid there will be variables."    

    

"It's easy to kill Qin Lang, but this is not the result I want."    

    

Xiaoquan Wuzheng's gaze landed in front of him. "Not only do I want to kill Qin Lang alive, but I also want to humiliate all of Huaxia's martial arts. I want everyone to know that we will always be the strongest martial arts country."    

    

"He might be a strong man in other people's eyes, but he is not worth mentioning in my eyes. How could such a weak opponent defeat Zhan Wuya? It's impossible to reason with him. I only made a slight move this time, and his weakness was revealed without a doubt. Let him live for another week. Let him live in fear and despair for the rest of his life."    

    

"He wouldn't dare to run away. The lives of a family are more important than his."    

    

"As for calling for reinforcements, our declaration of war was announced openly. It was also agreed by Qin Lang to fight. Not to mention that no one else will interfere, even Master will be killed."    

    

"So seven days later, Qin Lang could only obediently go to the Great Wall and die. He didn't dare to not come. Most of the martial arts in China call themselves righteous men. This is their weakness. Even if they know it's impossible, they still have to do it."    

    

Little Spring looked very far, which made Yeyuan Meiya very impressed.    

    

...    

    

"What?"    

    

"Qin Lang suffered a crushing defeat?"    

    

Xiaoquan Wuzheng defeated a thousand disciples of the Martial Alliance, severely wounded Qin Lang, and finally took away the imprisoned disciples.    

    

When this news spread among the upper class of Yanjing, everyone who knew Qin Lang was shocked.    

    

During the auction and the Meng Clan's banquet, many of them had already witnessed Qin Lang's abilities. Therefore, when they heard that he couldn't even withstand a single blow, all of them were in disbelief.    

    

However, the truth was right in front of them. Not only did Qin Lang hide in seclusion to heal his injuries, but Zuo Chenbing also announced that the Yanjing Martial Alliance had entered a state of emergency.    

    

He represented the Board of Patriarchs and temporarily stripped Qin Lang of his position. His son, Zuo Hu, would lead the law enforcement disciples to take over the position.    

    

Seeing the changes in the Martial Alliance, the martial circle of Yan Jing had no choice but to believe that Qin Lang had lost.    

    

After this news was confirmed, Qin Lang's enemies celebrated.    

    

"This is great, this is great! There will be retribution for evil! Qin Lang, this bastard, has finally fallen!"    

    

"That's right! He has been arrogant for so long, and now he is in big trouble!"    

    

"I'm happy to hear that he has been injured!"    

    

"In another week, I am afraid we will have to beat the gong and drum to celebrate Qin Lang's head falling to the ground."    

    

"Young, young, after all, he's still too young. He doesn't know how to hide his strength and bide his time. He doesn't know how to show off in the forest."    

    

"He doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth when he duels with Mr. Little Spring. Is he someone he can challenge..."    

    

The surviving members of the Heavenly Eagle Society who had escaped to the East Ocean Continent held a banquet on the same day. They slaughtered pigs, slaughtered sheep, and worshiped the dead Wu Yong. They were celebrating the fact that Qin Lang had been beaten into a dog, and they were preparing to make a comeback.    

    

The Meng family immediately planned to launch their final attack on Qin Lang.    

    

At the same time, their activities became more frequent, and they continuously violated the interests of the Martial Alliance, including the Zhong Family.    

    

Everyone in the Xiang Family was cheering.    

    

Xiang Feixiong and Xiang Feiloong had regained their fighting spirit. A huge mountain that had been pressing on their heads for a long time had finally collapsed.    

    

When the news spread to the Moon Inviting Palace, rumors were spreading everywhere in the entire Skyhill Alliance. The morale of the army was in a state of instability.    

    

Qin Lang had become the concern of many people.    

    

Zhong Xueshan and Soong Shiyun also smiled bitterly. They sat on the river bank of the Yanjing with their backs facing each other, fishing for the whole day.    

    

The disciples of the Yanjing Martial Alliance were crying bitterly.    

    

It wasn't easy for the messy Yanjing Martial Alliance to have a powerful commander, but in the end, they were severely injured by Xiaoquan Wuzheng. They would lose their lives in a week's time.    

    

They had hopes and dreams in the past, but when faced with a future they couldn't see, they fell into deep despair.    

    

"Qin Lang, you are still inferior to me in the end."    

    

"Your glory is short-lived. As for me, I have a bright future."    

    

Huang Ge, who did not know where to get the news, stood on the balcony of the villa in the County of Zi and looked into the distance. He snorted.    

    

Ever since that day, Huang Ge had changed a lot. Under the influence of his mother, he was jealous of Qin Lang.    

    

Why did Qin Lang become someone stronger than him?    

    

Zhong Yu went to visit Qin Lang, but was stopped by Leng Qianqiu. "This week, Qin Lang will not see anyone."    

    

When this news spread, everyone confirmed that Qin Lang was seriously injured and did not see any guests. They wanted to work hard to treat his injuries and let the Great Wall fight for a few more moves.    

    

In a short period of time, the entire Yanjing City was restless, and the undercurrent was surging.    

    

While the weather outside was in a precarious situation, Qin Lang didn't pay any attention to it. He just went into secluded cultivation in Mount Yong of Yanjing.    

    

After a fierce battle with Xiaoquan Wuzheng, although he was injured, he felt that his cultivation base had improved by leaps and bounds.    

    

It was similar to the experience of shedding the skin of a snake and obtaining a new life.    

    

Compared to the past, this time, Qin Lang felt an unprecedented pain in his cultivation. Every time he circulated his mental cultivation method, Qin Lang would feel the eighteen layers of hell tempering him.    

    

As long as he circulated the Pound Medicine True Scripture, his bones would feel as if they were being torn apart. His nerves also felt as if they had been burned by fire. Qin Lang was like a dying fish. He gritted his teeth and endured it with all his might. Every muscle in his body was trembling. Every bloodline seemed to have exploded.    

    

His entire body was drenched in sweat. He opened his mouth, but the pain made him unable to make a single sound... One day... Two days... Once every three days... Two times, ten times, a hundred times...    

    

Qin Lang himself did not know how much time had passed and how many times he had cultivated.    

    

Although he was tortured to death every time, he also discovered that after every tempering, his essence, energy, and spirit had undergone a transformation.    

    

Qin Lang could also feel that because he had absorbed the spiritual Qi of Extreme Yin, the strength in the depths of his Dantian was getting closer and closer to the critical point.    

    

Six days passed in the blink of an eye. In the afternoon, the sky was dark.    

    

Chang Zichong, Zhong Xueshan, Soong Xiaoyu, and Zhou Gangyong sat around the dining table with solemn expressions on their faces.    

    

There were only 24 hours left until the final battle. They did not know if Qin Lang had healed his injuries, but they knew that Qin Lang did not have much time left.    

    

Whether it was fighting to the death with Xiaoquan Wuzheng or finding an opportunity to leave Yanjing, Qin Lang had to make a decision as soon as possible.    

    

"Bang!"    

    

Just as Zhong Xueshan was about to ask Lu Bao to look for Qin Lang, a loud noise suddenly came from the door. After that, a dozen black business cars rushed in.    

    

The door opened and dozens of Law Enforcement Hall disciples came out. They held weapons in their hands and were filled with killing intent.