Chapter 39, Qin Chuan, well done.

"Roar!"

The tiger's roar was like a thunderclap. As a Golden Tiger-Lion, how could it tolerate being toyed with by a weakling like Qin Chuan? Seeing Qin Chuan within arm's reach, the Golden Tiger-Lion opened its gaping maw, its razor-sharp teeth glinting with a cold, lethal light as it lunged to bite him.

Everyone gasped at Qin Chuan’s reckless initiative. He had actually walked toward the beast and provoked it. Seeing the Tiger-Lion strike without hesitation, the onlookers screamed for him to be careful.

"Run! You’re no match for a Golden Tiger-Lion!"
"What is Qin Chuan doing? Shangguan Ruoyun told him to run; he’s just asking for death!"
"Get out of the way!"
"It's over. Qin Chuan is going to be eaten."
"That’s a Bronze-grade monster, not some common creature! Doesn't he know that?"
"Our lucky representative is about to be wiped out."
"What rotten luck, encountering the very first Bronze-grade monster in the Forbidden Zone."

Foreign netizens watching the scene felt a surge of satisfaction:

"Nice work, monster! Eat them both up."
"The Yanhuang nation will finally lose its threat!"
"Ready to watch this brat get swallowed whole."
"The kid is arrogant and conceited; this is exactly the fate he deserves."
...

Shangguan Ruoyun wanted to rush forward to save Qin Chuan, but it was too late; she could only watch as he was about to be devoured.

Facing the beast's bloody maw, Qin Chuan did not dodge. He remained standing exactly as he was, acting as if the gaping jaws didn't even exist.

"Bang!"

Just as the Golden Tiger-Lion was about to swallow him whole, Qin Chuan made his move. He threw a punch. Though his fist looked small and weak, it moved with the speed of lightning, striking the Tiger-Lion squarely on the left side of its face.

A seemingly tiny fist erupted with heaven-shaking divine power, sending the majestic Golden Tiger-Lion flying. It hit the sandy beach with a heavy thud several meters away.

Shangguan Ruoyun was stunned. The Yanhuang netizens were equally bewildered. The foreign netizens widened their eyes in shock, shouting, "This is impossible!"

"Damn it! This Yanhuang brat must be cheating!"

"Why does this keep happening? How many times does he have to strike at our hearts like this?"
"This kid is terrifying. How can such a small body erupt with such horrifying power?"
"Why? Why? Why do these accidents keep happening? Is there no monster capable of finishing him off?"
...

After the initial shock, the Yanhuang netizens immediately unleashed their keyboard warrior powers to share their thoughts.

"I was wrong. I should never have doubted your abilities."
"I just remembered—Qin Chuan once lifted a multi-ton Blade Shark."
"Not everyone saw him do it, so it’s understandable that people found it hard to believe."
"Just how strong is Qin Chuan? I was stunned when he sent that Golden Tiger-Lion flying with one punch."
"A Bronze-grade Golden Tiger-Lion? In front of my 'Demon Child' Qin Chuan, it’s nothing."

Bingbing was also struck dumb by this divine punch. She exchanged glances with the Dean, Yu Nan, and Long Weiguo, all of them seeing the profound shock mirrored in each other's eyes. They had witnessed the scene with their own eyes, and the visual impact was overwhelming.

Long Weiguo spoke bluntly, "With this boy in Yanhuang, our nation is destined to soar!"

Yu Nan steadied her racing heart and said, "Though I have faced countless crises, compared to what Qin Chuan and the others are going through, mine are nothing. I only want to say this: no matter when or where they are, believe in them until the very last second!"

Bingbing shook off her previous anxiety. Her emotions had been riding the waves of Qin Chuan’s ordeal, but seeing him neutralize the danger with a single punch, her brow smoothed out. "At this moment, I don't know what words to use to describe my feelings. I believe every Yanhuang compatriot feels the same as I do—shocked, excited, and overjoyed. With a lucky soul like Qin Chuan, what miracle is impossible? Qin Chuan, I am proud of you."

Indeed, Yanhuang is proud of you.

Everyone only wanted to say one thing: Qin Chuan, well done.

Shangguan Ruoyun walked up to Qin Chuan, her expression still frozen in shock. She looked at his small arm, then at the fallen Bronze-grade monster, and remained speechless for a long time.

Qin Chuan looked up at her and said, "Sister Shangguan, I told you this little tiger was weak. Look at how fragile it is—it couldn't even take one punch from me."

Couldn't even take one punch...

The Golden Tiger-Lion thought: *I have some colorful words I’d like to say, but I don't know if I should.*

Countless people were left speechless. Is that human language? Who would dare claim they could withstand that punch?

"Um, yes, well... very impressive."

Shangguan Ruoyun’s brain felt like it had crashed; not knowing what else to say, she just threw out a generic compliment.

Shen Gongbao, who had been scared half to death, was also bewildered to see the once-invincible Golden Tiger-Lion flattened by a single punch. It realized how wise it had been to submit to Qin Chuan and couldn't help but pat itself on the back for its own "leopard-level" intelligence.

The Golden Tiger-Lion, sent flying by the punch, had been dizzy for a while before finally coming to its senses. It stood up unsteadily and shook its head. At this moment, it had lost all its kingly image and the aura of dominance it possessed when it first appeared.

Looking into Qin Chuan’s eyes, there was now a flicker of... fear. This human was a tough nut to crack.

"Qin Chuan, it’s standing up again." Shangguan Ruoyun gripped her dagger, staying alert. She knew she was no match for the beast and that acting rashly would be unwise.

"Just a sick tiger, nothing to worry about. Watch me."

Qin Chuan walked toward the beast step by step. Seeing this little devil, the Golden Tiger-Lion instinctively retreated. Qin Chuan stepped forward, it stepped back; Qin Chuan walked, it retreated—walk, retreat, walk, retreat...

"Go ahead and attack!" Qin Chuan roared at the Golden Tiger-Lion with domineering flair.

It was a perfectly natural demand, yet to everyone in the livestream, it felt utterly ridiculous. Some even wanted to laugh. A dignified Bronze-grade monster was now so terrified of Qin Chuan that it didn't even dare to bite.

"Did you hear that? That is what you call being dominant."
"Qin Chuan: 'I'm calling you out! Go ahead and bite, my fist is already ready.'"
"Little sick tiger, you're a tiger king—how can you be such a coward?"
"I want to know, is it a lion or a tiger?"
"Is it a male or a female?"
"Qin Chuan: 'Golden Tiger-Lion, don't make me look down on you!'"