Was I mistaken?

Upon hearing this, Yun Lingsu was stunned. She looked at Song Ningran with an astonished expression. Suddenly, her face changed, and she said, "Could it be? Could you really have encountered Jonson Charles, the Knight who inherited the title of Lancelot from the Knights of the Round Table? My God! He's recognized as one of the strongest S-class powerhouses in the world, almost on par with a Semi-Saint! His strength is terrifying; he could crush an ordinary Innate Great Grandmaster with just one finger. How, how did you escape?"

She simply couldn't believe that Qin Heng could be a match for Jonson Charles; in her mind, that was an utter impossibility.

After all, according to the records from the Divine Sword Sect, Jonson Charles was marked as "extremely dangerous"!

This S-class powerhouse inherited the title of Lancelot. He possesses various special abilities, as well as the legendary armor and divine sword. Even Great Grandmasters at the pinnacle of Innate cultivation who practiced ancient Divine Skills would have to steer clear of him.

Unless they had some Spiritual Treasure Weapon in hand.

Otherwise, it was almost certain death!

How did Qin Heng escape?

"We didn't escape either," Song Ningran shook her head again.

"What?" Yun Lingsu was once again taken aback. Puzzled, she asked, "If you didn't escape, then how did you come back? Could it be that Jonson Charles let you go? That… that seems highly unlikely."

It was said that this Jonson Charles had a great fondness for beauty and even liked girls who had boyfriends. For a stunning beauty like Song Ningran, it seemed unthinkable that he would let her go. Yet, looking at Qin Xuantian's demeanor, it appeared he hadn't experienced any fierce battle.

What's going on?

Yun Lingsu was extremely puzzled in her heart and couldn't make sense of it no matter how hard she tried.

Seeing through her thoughts, Song Ningran said, "You don't need to wildly guess. We indeed encountered Jonson Charles. We didn't run away, and he didn't let us go either…"

"Then how did you…?" Yun Lingsu said with some incredulity, "How did you come back unharmed?"

"Of course, Qin Heng killed that Jonson Charles fellow," Song Ningran's mouth curved slightly upward. Looking at Yun Lingsu with a proud expression, she said, "The so-called divine sword in Jonson Charles's hand was shattered by a flick of Qin Heng's finger. Then Qin Heng said a few words, and that glass-hearted man was so angered that he spewed blood towards the sky and died of rage. Truly useless."

What!? Jonson Charles was killed by Qin Heng!? His divine sword, the unblemished light of the Lake, was shattered by a flick of Qin Heng's finger?? How is that possible! How can this be possible?? He was one of the top S-class powerhouses in the world, an existence comparable to a Semi-Saint! No matter how strong Qin Xuantian was, it was impossible for him to overpower such a formidable figure. It's truly inconceivable, utterly unbelievable!! What does this mean!? It means that even if the Sect Leader of the Divine Sword Sect came, he might not be a match for Qin Xuantian!!

Yun Lingsu's face turned pale, her lips losing their color. She looked at Qin Heng, her disbelief hard to conceal. She could have never dreamed that Qin Heng would be so formidably strong.

Originally, I had thought that my Sect Leader would come to rescue me, but now it seemed, even if the Sect Leader came, he might be of no use at all!! Perhaps it was precisely because the Sect Leader already knew Qin Xuantian's true strength that he hadn't shown up, simply watching me play nanny to someone here… Yun Lingsu felt a touch of despair in her heart.

However, she still harbored a glimmer of hope.

She moved closer, approaching Qin Heng's side. Yun Lingsu looked at him earnestly and asked, "Did you really encounter Jonson Charles? Did you… did you really kill Jonson Charles, who inherited the title of the Lake Knight Lancelot?"

"Perhaps," replied Qin Heng indifferently. "It was just like squashing an ant. I don't quite remember what he was called."

"…" Yun Lingsu was momentarily at a loss for words.

If Jonson Charles was an ant, what does that make me, a Grandmaster of the Transcendence Realm, or even a common Innate Great Grandmaster? Dust? This is just too arrogant!!

BEEP!

Right at that moment, Yun Lingsu's cell phone suddenly chimed with an app notification.

She opened it to take a look and was immediately stunned.

Because the push notification was actually from the Martial Artist Forum's dedicated app!

Why would there be a push notification now? Yun Lingsu was somewhat puzzled.

However, as if struck by lightning, she froze. She stood there, her expression one of utter disbelief, as if she had seen a ghost, and her whole body trembled.

How is that possible? How could this be!? Yun Lingsu murmured to herself, eyes wide, utterly shocked, "One of England's Knights of the Round Table, Lancelot—Jonson Charles: sword broken, man dead. The killer: Qin Xuantian!"

Clicking on the notification took her directly to the content of the post. It wasn't made by an official account but by a forum member with seniority, known as "Solitary Night."

He often posted about battles between powerful fighters, sometimes even including videos and photos. There were rumors he was from the Tianshi Sect, which would explain how he was so well-informed. But the truth of the matter, nobody really knew.

Within the post, there was a short video showing nothing but rubble and devastation. Gigantic cracks crisscrossed the ground, stretching for four to five kilometers. Everything was leveled, as if gods and demons had waged war.

"Damn, that's terrifying! Is this really the kind of destruction a human can cause? A bomber must have carpet-bombed this area!"

"Is the peak of the Innate Realm this horrifying? That's just too awesome! He could go head-to-head with an army. Unbelievable! Qin Xuantian is just too strong!!"

"Did you guys forget? A few months ago, Qin Xuantian wiped out Japan's Maritime Self-Defense Force!"

"I thought that was fake, but looking at this now, it might actually be true. Too terrifying!!"

…

"Flood!"

…

"Jonson Charles, that English brat, was always so arrogant. He even publicly insulted our Chinese Martial Artists. Now he got wiped out. Serves him right! Qin Xuantian is a real man!"

"That's a hero! Screw the so-called Knights of the Round Table—led by a little girl, what losers! Qin Xuantian did great!!"

…

"Floor!"

…

The post rapidly grew into a skyscraper hundreds of comments high, filled with all sorts of messages. Quite a few big shots even joined the thread in disguise. Some were even analyzing the battle situation based on the terrain shown in the photos. It was very engaging to read.

But for Yun Lingsu, this post had only one meaning: Qin Heng's strength was terrifyingly great—to a level she couldn't comprehend, a level she'd never even imagined!

I want to rid myself of this nanny role. But that now seems nearly impossible. Because on the entire Earth, there are probably only a handful of people more powerful than this Qin Xuantian!!

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