Chapter 0412: Restraint

Chapter 0412: Restraint

Qin Yun was submerged underwater, his body compressed by the seawater, completely immobilized.

His throat was tightly constricted, leaving him unable to speak.

"Hehehe..." The elder of the Qingtian King Sect laughed heartily, "Qin Yun has no way to surrender now!"

Not only was his throat constricted, but being underwater also muffled his voice.

"He thought repelling Haiteng meant he could actually defeat him!" Another elder chuckled, "Haiteng is a totemic warrior; how could Qin Yun defeat him?"

The moment the elder finished speaking, Qin Yun's body suddenly glowed with a purple-golden light, and a burst of thunder erupted, striking Fan Haiteng.

Fan Haiteng was instantly numbed and pained by the shock. He never expected Qin Yun's thunder power to be so terrifying, causing him immense suffering.

To make matters worse, the seawater was linked to his inner energy in his dantian!

Qin Yun suddenly released a powerful thunder force, which coursed through the seawater into Fan Haiteng's dantian, shocking it.

"Water Martial Soul!" Qin Yun thought with a sneer, continuously discharging thunder energy.

Both Qin Yun and Fan Haiteng were underwater, and the thunder surged through the water, shocking anyone in it.

Qin Yun, with his Thunder Fire Martial Soul, was immune to the thunder.

Fan Haiteng, however, was convulsing, his eyes rolling back, desperate to surrender but unable to speak underwater!

The Qingtian King Sect elders were stunned, their faces etched with worry.

They silently cursed Fan Haiteng for this move, which gave Qin Yun the chance to strike with thunder power.

"Fan Haiteng has dug his own grave!"

"Look at him jerking from the shock; he must be in agony!"

"He's being restrained by Qin Yun."

"He shouldn't have used seawater to cover Qin Yun."

Inside the large mass of seawater on the dueling platform, purple-golden electric arcs flashed wildly, causing Fan Haiteng immense pain and making his body jump uncontrollably.

Hong Mengshu whispered, "Father, is the outcome decided?"

Hong Ying, the Martial King, frowned, "It's hard to say now. Fan Haiteng is a totemic warrior; he should still be quite strong!"

The other totemic warriors were also surprised by the current situation.

Others might not be clear about Fan Haiteng's strength, but those totemic warriors knew well that he was on par with them.

Yet now, he was being suppressed so miserably by Qin Yun!

Everyone thought it was Fan Haiteng's negligence, being restrained by Qin Yun's thunder.

"Fan Haiteng's dantian is connected to the seawater, but now it's being continuously shocked, preventing it from functioning normally and unable to retrieve the seawater!"

"It depends on how long his body can endure!"

"Qin Yun's strength is really impressive! Who would have thought that a Runes Master could have such high combat power!"

"He’s walking over—what’s he planning?"

Qin Yun, standing in the water, suddenly lunged forward and punched out with his left fist, hitting Fan Haiteng’s abdomen near his Dao Core.

The punch caused a massive explosion of seawater, "splashing" as if a heavy rain had suddenly fallen, soaking the entire martial arts platform and flooding into the Martial Arts Field.

Qin Yun’s underwater punch appeared slow, but it was actually infused with the Nine Extremes Inner Energy, releasing a Heavenly Lion Thunder Force that shattered Fan Haiteng’s Dao Core!

As Fan Haiteng screamed, Qin Yun quickly stepped forward, raised his hand, and unleashed the Ultimate Dragon Palm.

The thunderous palm strike ignited a storm of thunder and fire, roaring like a furious dragon, slamming into Fan Haiteng’s face!

Boom! A deafening explosion echoed!

Qin Yun’s palm landed on Fan Haiteng’s face, sending out multiple bolts of Purple Gold Flame lightning in all directions, like fireworks exploding!

Everyone on the platform stood in stunned silence!

Everyone saw that in the instant of the explosion, Fan Haiteng’s upper body disintegrated into ashes by the furious thunder and fire of the Ultimate Dragon Palm!

Fan Haiteng’s severed torso hit the ground with a thud, startling everyone and making their hearts tremble!

A totemic warrior had just been killed—just like that!

Qin Yun hadn’t expected that by combining the power of three Dao Cores to unleash the Ultimate Dragon Palm, it would be so terrifying!

This was the power of the Ultimate Dragon Palm—the force it unleashed could multiply dramatically!

Martial King Hong Ying let out a deep sigh, "Shu'er, your friend... is truly decisive!"

"Haiteng!" An elder roared in grief and anger.

The anguished cries of the Qingtian King Sect elders filled the square of the Qiwen Manor, and no one dared to speak, fearing they might provoke the Qingtian King Sect.

The totemic warriors who saw Fan Haiteng killed only sighed in reflection, but they were not afraid of Qin Yun because of it.

They thought Qin Yun’s victory over Fan Haiteng was sheer luck.

Everyone could see that Qin Yun’s strongest move was just the Ultimate Dragon Palm.

Fan Haiteng had sealed his own fate by being electrocuted by Qin Yun’s thunder power, which gave Qin Yun the opportunity.

Qin Yun was still in a daze, not expecting to kill Fan Haiteng so easily.

He had thought he could only severely injure Fan Haiteng, but now he had killed him with a single palm strike!

"Qin Yun wins first place in the fifth group!" Mu Fengxiao shouted after recovering from his shock.

He dismantled the formation and rushed to Qin Yun’s side to prevent him from being surrounded by the Qingtian King Sect elders.

The sea totem etched into Fan Haiteng’s body vanished, after all, that totem was carved by the Totem Pavilion, and once dead, it was gone, impossible to obtain.

These totemic warriors had totems engraved on their bodies and had to visit the Totem Pavilion periodically to have the totems maintained.

The Totem Pavilion used this method to make those king-level sects work for them.

"Qin Yun, you will die a horrible death..." An elder bellowed at Qin Yun in fury.

"Our Qingtian King Sect will stop at nothing until the Nine Extremes Sect is annihilated!"

"The Nine Extremes Profound Sect is done for!"

"Let’s head back, join forces with the Fire King Sect, and take down the Nine Extremes Profound Sect!"

On the Martial Arts Field, the elders furiously shouted at Qin Yun.

Qin Yun stood behind Mu Fengxiao, quietly impressed by the power of the Strange Patterns Hall. Despite their rage, the elders could only curse and point at him.

"I didn’t mean to kill him—who knew he’d crumble from one palm strike?" Qin Yun muttered.

Everyone saw Qin Yun’s look of surprise the moment he struck.

This left everyone stunned—Qin Yun had truly killed Fan Haiteng by accident.

After hurling curses, the Qingtian King Sect elders stormed off the Martial Arts Field.

Mu Fengxiao sighed in relief—he wouldn’t have to step in.

He called out, "Next up, draw lots to pick your opponents! The quarterfinals are coming!"

The seventh and eighth groups weren’t totemic warriors, and they were under huge pressure, hoping to face Qin Yun.

Soon, the opponents were decided.

Qin Yun’s opponent was Song Yu, a prince from Songwu Country, who was thrilled.

Qin Yun felt just as thrilled.

The Totem Pavilion’s black-robed man would face a prince from Yuewu Country with totemic heritage.

The Fire King Sect’s totemic warrior would face Songwu Country’s totemic prince.

The Tyrant King Sect’s northern beauty would face a Fire King Sect disciple in the seventh group.

Qin Yun now realized these martial countries and king-level sects worked with the Totem Pavilion to grant totemic heritage to their disciples.

Hongwu Country lacked totemic warriors, showing their shallow ties with the Totem Pavilion.

The four battles raged on simultaneously.

Qin Yun stepped onto the stage, amused by the chubby Song Yu.

Song Yu, in loose white clothes, grinned, feeling lucky to face Qin Yun.

He was sure he could beat Qin Yun and make the top four!

Even if he lost to the totemic warriors, he’d still rank fourth, well above them.

When Mu Fengxiao rang the bell, Qin Yun, fully charged, darted from his spot.

Song Yu charged, his chubby arm morphing into a frosty snake.

A closer look revealed Song Yu’s arm was cloaked in the Platinum Ice Snake Martial Spirit, a beastly power.

Unleashing it boosted his strength.

But he was painfully slow!

Some warriors are hefty but surprisingly quick. But Song Yu's speed, in Qin Yun's eyes, was slow enough.

Song Yu’s initial attack missed completely.

Qin Yun, who had already dodged, struck from the side. Charging forward, he unleashed a Tsunami Strike with a punch, sending shockwaves that forced Song Yu back repeatedly.

His inner energy morphed into shockwaves, dispersing the accumulated force.

Song Yu prepared to defend, but his defenses were utterly broken, and fear suddenly gripped him!

He never thought Qin Yun would be this tough, packing such a punch.

"I yield!" Song Yu quickly shouted.

Qin Yun, poised to launch a fierce attack, immediately withdrew his strength. Attacking after a surrender would mean his own defeat.

"Qin Yun triumphs and moves on to the semifinals!" Mu Fengxiao declared, unsurprised by Song Yu’s surrender.

The crowd was surprised, though, as Song Yu had barely clashed with Qin Yun before quickly giving up, clearly realizing Qin Yun’s strength far exceeded appearances.

Song Yu thought he’d hit the jackpot, but it was Qin Yun who struck gold!

After Qin Yun left the arena, the other two matches wrapped up as well.

The black-robed warrior from the Totem Pavilion emerged victorious, his opponent conceding.

Xu Yuke, the alluring warrior from the Tyrant King Sect, also claimed victory. Her opponent from the Fire King Sect was gravely wounded in one strike, forcing him to concede and exit the arena.

On the stage, two totemic warriors—one from the Fire King Sect, the other from Songwu Country—were locked in battle, their palms clashing.

Clearly, the Songwu prince was outmatched by the Fire King warrior.

"I yield!" the prince suddenly shouted.

The Fire King warrior grinned in triumph as both gradually pulled back their power.

The crowd muttered curses under their breath—these four matches were disappointingly quick and uneventful.

Next, Qin Yun and the other victors stepped onto the stage for the draw.

"My opponent is Xu Yuke!" Qin Yun said, glancing at the alluring warrior from the Tyrant King Sect.