Chapter 752: Competing in Strength

At this moment, Kuang Zhankuang was half-kneeling on the ground, clutching his stomach. His forehead was drenched in sweat from the pain, large droplets dripping onto the ground.

Kuang Zhankuang wanted to stand up, but he couldn't manage it. The pain was too excruciating.

The power of the lightning coursed through his body, constantly agitating his muscles. The destructive nature of the lightning was unbearable.

What Kuang Zhankuang couldn't comprehend was how Lin Qian had appeared before him so quickly. He hadn't even seen Lin Qian's movements clearly before he was already knocked down.

"Too fast!" This was the only thought in Kuang Zhankuang's mind. He couldn't understand why Lin Qian’s strength had suddenly surged so dramatically.

Earlier, when they exchanged punches, Lin Qian's power clearly wasn't this overwhelming. But now, Lin Qian was showing a speed and strength that Kuang Zhankuang simply couldn't resist.

The power Lin Qian unleashed now was on a completely different level from before.

After a long while, Kuang Zhankuang finally recovered from the intense pain. Struggling to stand, his body soaked in sweat, he looked at Lin Qian.

"How did you do that?" Kuang Zhankuang asked after taking a deep breath.

Lin Qian looked at Kuang Zhankuang and replied matter-of-factly, "Simple. I'm stronger than you, much stronger."

"When we fought earlier, I wasn’t using my full strength. If I had taken you down immediately, how could I have tested the combat capabilities of my Red Hare Army?"

Kuang Zhankuang’s pupils contracted, and his view of Lin Qian drastically changed.

He had been used as a mere tool for Lin Qian to gauge his subordinates' strength? What was Lin Qian’s true motive?

After the exchange, Lin Qian had clearly assessed the power level of his Red Hare Army in this trial ground. And Kuang Zhankuang understood this as well.

A hundred Red Hare soldiers had been able to force him back and even fight him to a standstill.

This kind of combat power was unmatched by any other force within the Dominator Alliance.

Moreover, Lin Qian had a subordinate like Lü Bu, whose strength rivaled, or even surpassed, any member of the Dominator Alliance.

With this realization, Kuang Zhankuang let out a bitter laugh and muttered, "Hunter? Who’s the hunter, and who’s the prey? It’s really hard to say."

Admiring Kuang Zhankuang, Lin Qian continued, "From what I know, your Kuang Lie Clan is always ranked at the bottom of the Dominator Alliance, right? Either ninth or tenth place?"

The hierarchy within the Dominator Alliance was no secret. After dealing with any potential threats, the members would begin their internal competitions to determine the ranking.

Historically, the Kuang Lie Clan had never ranked higher than ninth. More often than not, they placed tenth.

"Doesn’t that frustrate you? To always be at the bottom?" Lin Qian asked, a hint of regret in his tone. "In truth, your clan isn't weak. But from what I’ve heard, your clan has a major flaw: your stamina drains too quickly, and your speed is too slow."

"All it takes is someone exploiting your stamina, and you lose without even putting up a fight."

Lin Qian’s words made Kuang Zhankuang’s face darken.

It was true. The Kuang Lie Clan had always ranked last in the internal competitions of the Dominator Alliance, precisely because of this weakness: their immense stamina drain and lack of speed.

The only time they managed to rank ninth was when Kuang Zhankuang's father, a rare talent, participated. As a dual-vein cultivator, his speed was far better than the rest of the clan. But even that wasn’t enough.

Once the Kuang Lie Clan entered battle mode, their power surged, but their blood circulation sped up to dangerous levels, heating their bodies to extreme temperatures.

As a result, they quickly exhausted their strength and often ended up as immobile targets, relying solely on soul energy for defense.

Moreover, the Kuang Lie Clan excelled at close combat. Long-range soul energy attacks were not their forte.

"I know our clan’s flaws very well. You don’t need to remind me!" Kuang Zhankuang growled.

He felt deep frustration. Why did his clan have to be so slow?

While Kuang Zhankuang respected Lü Bu, it was because Lü Bu had defeated him without relying on speed, purely through strength, even allowing him to strike first. This earned his genuine admiration.

However, Lin Qian had won by using speed. Kuang Zhankuang couldn’t accept that.

"It seems you're still unconvinced," Lin Qian said, reading Kuang Zhankuang’s thoughts. "Clearly, you think I won because of my speed. How about we compete in strength instead?"

As he spoke, Lin Qian pulled out a crystal vial and tossed it to Kuang Zhankuang. "Drink this. It will restore your stamina, and then we’ll have a proper contest."

Kuang Zhankuang caught the vial and glanced at it before scoffing, "You expect me to just drink whatever you give me? How do I know it’s not poison?"

"Hmph. If you’re scared, just admit it."

"Afraid? Me?" Kuang Zhankuang couldn't stand being provoked. He immediately pulled the cork from the vial and downed the potion in one gulp.

In an instant, Kuang Zhankuang was shocked to find his depleted stamina rapidly recovering. In just a short moment, he was back to his peak condition.

And he hadn’t even begun to refine the potion’s power through cultivation.

Kuang Zhankuang looked at Lin Qian with newfound respect. To give him such a miraculous potion so freely—what kind of person was Lin Qian?

"Alright, let’s compete in strength. If you truly prove your worth, I wouldn’t mind following you. The Kuang Lie Clan has always respected strength," Kuang Zhankuang said as he flexed his arms, ready for the challenge.

Lin Qian smiled. "In that case, let's begin."

Off to the side, Ye Xin watched the scene unfold with a look of sympathy. "He’s going to compete in strength against my husband? Isn’t that just asking for trouble?"

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