They were fighting very seriously. Qin Chuan had always felt he could easily crush his peers,
but now he didn't know if he could defeat his opponent. Even if he could, it wouldn't be easy, as there were certain techniques he didn't want to use, or weren't suitable to use.
He felt the same way, and so did his opponent. Therefore, Qin Chuan felt very conflicted.
He wasn't denying he was a genius; geniuses are often a bit arrogant. Qin Chuan's abilities were solid, and his combat skills were exceptionally strong.
Generally speaking, he was confident he could easily defeat any young person of similar age, regardless of their level of skill.
At this moment, the two had separated. The surroundings were quiet, as everyone was watching Zhao Han's reaction.
Zhao Han was the pride of the Zhao family, Zhao Hao's older brother? Or perhaps his older sister?
Only Qin Chuan was certain she was a woman.
Many people suspected she was a woman, as her demeanor, despite her men's clothing, made it difficult to distinguish gender.
Her voice was magnetic and androgynous; even with your eyes closed, you couldn't be sure if it was male or female. But if it was a woman, then that voice was absolutely perfect.
But if it were a man, being so incredibly beautiful, it always felt a little strange.
It's not that men can't be good-looking, it's just that in human consciousness, women are responsible for being beautiful. For a man to be so beautiful and effeminate is a bit of a blow.
Zhao Hao was now a little flustered because he realized his sister hadn't been able to win over the other man the first time, and now he was starting to doubt his identity.
Could he really just be a student of Jiang Tao's sworn brother?
That seemed too far-fetched. How many young people could fight his sister to a standstill?
Qin Chuan's appearance was naturally undeniable. While not quite at the level of a stunning beauty, he was still considered handsome and effeminate, with a head of white hair.
Qin Chuan was clearly a man, but he possessed a natural, ethereal beauty, a free and easy charm, with a touch of otherworldly grace.
He lacked ruggedness, but he didn't lack masculinity either. However, standing opposite Zhao Han,
if they were both men, Qin Chuan would probably be more desirable to men; if they were women, Zhao Han would be considered perfect.
Qin Chuan was somewhat envious of the Yin-Yang physique. This physique was in no way inferior to Qin Chuan's Vast and Mighty Body; strictly speaking, it was almost a first-level inheritance.
With similar inheritances, the key was how well it suited one's own constitution. Including breakthroughs in his inherited physique, Qin Chuan's physique had already broken through seven or eight times.
That's why he now possessed the powerful Vast and Mighty Body. Zhao Han's physique had also broken through several times, no less than Qin Chuan's, which explained why they could fight each other to a standstill.
Previously, Qin Chuan hadn't really valued the Zhao family, and because of Zhao Hao, he had become somewhat arrogant. Now, it seemed he had been a bit too conceited. He
needed to be constantly vigilant, Qin Chuan told himself.
Zhao Han snapped out of her daze, looking at Qin Chuan with a slight smile—truly a captivating beauty. At that moment, everyone subconsciously mistook her for a woman.
Qin Chuan, however, felt a shiver run down his spine, as an invisible danger enveloped him, because he knew the other person was a woman.
Sometimes it was like that; if Qin Chuan had treated her as a man, he might have been able to resist better. Knowing beforehand was actually a disadvantage.
It wasn't that Qin Chuan liked her, nor was it that he wanted to do anything. This was actually an ability within Yin and Yang,
a kind of restraint between Yin and Yang.
Qin Chuan was Yang, and she was Yin. Even without the Golden Divine Eye, as long as Qin Chuan reached his current level in the Yin-Yang Dao, he could use Yin and Yang to determine whether someone's physical body was male or female.
As for liking men and women, that couldn't be discerned. A woman dressed like that was strange in itself.
Or perhaps it was a Yin-Yang balance principle for those with Yin-Yang bodies.
*Bang!*
Qin Chuan tried to defend himself, but was still hit, staggering back several steps, a trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth.
Zhao Han's face was filled with astonishment. She knew very well how strong her attack was, yet Qin Chuan had only suffered a minor injury from her blow.
"Try mine too,"
Qin Chuan said, reaching out to grab the woman.
Yin-Yang Five Elements Divine Dragon Hand!
This was Qin Chuan's fusion of Yin and Yang, the Five Elements, and the Divine Dragon Hand. This ability was comprehensive, a combination of offense and restraint.
The Divine Dragon Hand is extremely yang and powerful, but when combined with the Five Elements and Yin-Yang, it becomes all-pervasive and indestructible.
It's like a Vajra possessing unparalleled resilience and flexibility, incredibly hard yet as supple as a snake, penetrating everywhere and unbreakable.
This ability is terrifying, instantly enveloping Zhao Han.
Zhao Han's expression changed drastically, and her figure blurred.
The instant Qin Chuan grabbed her again, a blurry figure separated from Zhao Han.
Yin-Yang Incarnation!
Even so, Zhao Han's face was pale, and most importantly, her clothes were wrinkled and messy, especially on her chest.
It looked as if someone had kneaded them with both hands.
Qin Chuan was embarrassed; he hadn't used his hands directly. The Yin-Yang Five Elements Divine Dragon Hand was an extension of Qin Chuan's hands, and it felt the same.
When Zhao Han broke free, Qin Chuan was speechless to find that he had grabbed her heart. He hesitated for a moment and then let go.
If he had gripped her harder, he could have made her vomit blood.
Underneath her slightly loose clothes, there was no obvious sign of abuse, but Qin Chuan had previously noticed that she was well-endowed.
Zhao Han knew it wasn't that the other person was being indecent; in fact, she had bumped into them herself, so she couldn't blame anyone else.
But she still felt uncomfortable. However, the other person remained gentlemanly and didn't escalate the situation. After all, in a fight between experts, if the other person advanced, injuring her and gaining more advantage, she wouldn't even have a place to complain.
After all, she still didn't know if the other person was male or female.
Zhao Han wasn't spitting blood, but she felt like vomiting. She couldn't afford to be taken advantage of, and what was most frustrating was that she couldn't blame the other person.
Qin Chuan was also very annoyed at this moment. He hadn't wanted things to turn out this way, and now, things had gotten so messed up.
Everyone around was also confused.
Just then, class started. Zhao Han gave Qin Chuan a complicated glare and left.
Qin Chuan was speechless, having no idea what that glare meant.
Oh well, although he had bumped into her, she had also injured him. They were even now. Next time they met, they would settle things further.
Qin Chuan had no goodwill towards the Zhao family, not even Zhao Han, even though she was a woman. His earlier cessation of hostility was merely out of politeness.
Class began.
Qin Chuan still felt a sense of novelty, because this lesson was about the foundations of martial arts, the most basic things, and many people were drowsy.
However, Qin Chuan found that this middle-aged man's understanding of the foundations of martial arts was quite insightful.