Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

The commotion in the west corner of the grand plaza drew the attention of many disciples. They stopped their discussions and turned to watch. When they saw Ye Feng sent flying by a single punch, spitting out a mouthful of blood, their faces went blank with confusion.

In contrast, Ye Cheng, who had been standing quietly to the side and witnessed the entire event, felt his pupils constrict. A flash of shock and surprise crossed his stern face.

’He knew Ye Feng’s strength perfectly well. He was already at the Qi Vortex Third Layer, not some useless good-for-nothing. Even if he was caught off guard, he shouldn’t have been sent flying and spitting blood from a single punch!’

’Besides, he’d long been aware of Ye Wushuang’s strength—merely the Body Tempering Tenth Layer. His Realm was a whole level weaker than Ye Feng’s, yet he had sent Ye Feng flying with a single punch. It was unbelievable.’

’When did this waste become so powerful?’

Over a month ago, Ye Cheng had heard about Ye Wushuang’s reputation as a "madman" and a "ruthless person," and that he had killed Chen Kun. However, he had never believed that the waste he once considered a family disgrace could be capable of such things. But this stunning display felt like a heavy, unexpected blow.

Nearby, Ye Wei was even more shocked.

’The Ye Wushuang who was like an ant just three months ago could now fight against the Qi Vortex Realm. Was this still the same waste he knew?’

"Ye Wushuang, how could you..." Ye Wei’s pupils shrank as he stared fixedly at Ye Wushuang. He was about to say more, but he found Ye Wushuang’s savage eyes fixed on him, a gaze so cold it made him forget what he was going to say.

"How could I what? You dare to give my things away to someone else." Ye Wushuang’s gaze turned cold. He put away the True Essence Pill and started walking toward Ye Wei.

Hearing this, how could Ye Wei not understand what "my things" meant? ’He’s here to collect on the bet!’ His heart skipped a beat. He immediately turned to the dazed Ye Feng, who was scrambling to his feet. A crafty glint appeared in Ye Wei’s eyes as he suddenly shouted, "Ye Wushuang, don’t get too arrogant! Those belong to Young Master Feng! You dare try to steal them?"

"It’s not just his things. You’re going to hand yours over to me, too." Hearing Ye Wei’s shout, Ye Wushuang grew even colder inside. It was obvious that Ye Wei was trying to provoke Ye Feng into attacking him.

"Ye Wushuang, are you actually planning to steal my Cultivation Resources?" Ye Wei’s expression tightened as he watched Ye Wushuang approach. He immediately rebuked him, pointedly using the word "steal."

"And what if I do?"

Ye Wushuang’s gaze grew increasingly frigid as he advanced step by step. ’In truth, I don’t care about the bet at all. What infuriates me is that even now, Ye Wei is still trying to turn people against me. His heart is truly vicious. How could I possibly let this go? Not a chance!’

"This kid is so arrogant! A mere Body Tempering Tenth Layer openly threatening to rob someone in the Qi Vortex Realm? Is he suicidal?"

Hearing Ye Wushuang’s outrageous claim, the crowd was filled with disdain, their eyes fixed on him with contempt and scorn.

"Are you going to hand them over or not?"

Ye Wushuang paid no mind to the crowd’s stares. He lunged forward, his cold, lightning-like eyes locked onto Ye Wei, radiating pure dominance.

"I won’t!" Ye Wei spat out the two words coldly. He knew about the bet. He had indeed lost, and Ye Rou could testify to it, so he couldn’t just weasel his way out. But to make him hand over his Cultivation Resources to Ye Wushuang? ’He must be dreaming!’

"If you won’t give them to me, I’ll take them myself!" Hearing Ye Wei’s reply, a cold glint flashed in Ye Wushuang’s eyes. His body erupted forward, and with a thunderous ROAR, he charged toward Ye Wei like a raging ape.

Ye Wei’s expression changed, and he roared, "Ye Wushuang, have you lost your mind? This is the Inner Sect! What do you think you’re doing?!"

But Ye Wushuang didn’t stop.

BOOM!

At the same time, Ye Feng, who was climbing to his feet, charged toward Ye Wushuang with a sinister expression and eyes brimming with murderous intent. "Ye Waste, you dare hit me? I’ll kill you!"

"Get out of my way!"

Seeing Ye Feng charge forward to block his path, Ye Wushuang let out an indifferent shout, his voice carrying an incredibly domineering soundwave that whistled through the air.

BOOM!

But Ye Feng’s killing intent was surging. His tyrannical fist, carrying a chaotic torrent of True Qi, blasted forward. The shockwave from his Fist Gang displaced the air in its path, creating concentric ripples.

"Ye Feng is so strong!" Watching the power erupt from Ye Feng, some of the other Qi Vortex Third Layer disciples were shocked. ’If we were in his place, we definitely couldn’t unleash such terrifying power.’

Eight Kills of Battle! 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Seeing Ye Feng use a killing blow right from the start, rage surged within Ye Wushuang. He unleashed his full power, blasting out a punch from the Eight Kills of Battle. It shot through the air like a cannonball, tearing through the void as it flew.

BOOM! The two fists collided with a thunderous crash. A terrifying shockwave radiated outward from the point of impact, and the air itself seemed to boil, forcing the spectating disciples to retreat.

"I told you to get out of my way... so GET OUT!"

Ye Wushuang’s eyes flew open as he roared. He launched himself off the ground, covering several meters with a single, mighty stomp. Like an ancient Barbarian King, he hammered a fist through the air. The Fist Seal formed by his punch tore through the atmosphere with a HUM, its power immense and its force unmatched.

Seeing this, Ye Feng’s face fell. He hadn’t expected Ye Wushuang’s explosive power and reflexes to be this incredible. He hastily pulled back his arms, crossing them in front of his body to defend himself.

BOOM! Another loud crash. The clenched fist was like a chunk of Divine Iron, smashing brutally against Ye Feng’s arms. A sharp CRACK of breaking bone echoed out, followed by a THUD as his body was sent flying more than ten meters away.

"How is that possible?"

The disciples were left dumbfounded by this scene. Ye Wushuang was only at the Body Tempering Tenth Layer, yet he had defeated Ye Feng, who was at the Qi Vortex Third Layer. This... This was just too monstrous.

"How can this guy’s power be so immense? Or did Ye Feng not use his full strength?" The crowd couldn’t believe what they were seeing. They knew in their hearts that they were no match for Ye Feng. But now, the powerful Ye Feng had been sent flying by a single punch from someone at the Body Tempering Tenth Layer. Did that mean they were even weaker than this Body Tempering Realm disciple?

The quietly observing Ye Cheng was also stunned. He knew from the earlier exchange that Ye Wushuang had some skill, but he had never expected him to be this powerful. He was surprised yet again.

"Ye Waste, you’re forcing my hand!"

Ye Wei was utterly shaken. With a roar, he seized the opportunity to launch a deadly assault on Ye Wushuang.

’Ye Wushuang is too terrifying!’

’I have to strike first and cripple him. Otherwise, once he becomes so powerful I can’t even hope to match him, I’ll have no choice but to obediently hand over my Cultivation Resources. I can’t let that happen!’

Kill!

With a sharp CLANG, Ye Wei drew an Ancient Sword and lunged. The blade glinted with a cold, soul-chilling light, and three Inscriptions on its body blazed with a dazzling radiance.

"A Third-Grade Spiritual Artifact!"

Staring at the Ancient Sword, someone in the crowd gasped in shock, "He’s even using a Third-Grade Spiritual Artifact!"

"AHH, Ye Waste! I’m going to kill you! Kill you!"

On the other side, Ye Feng, who had been sent flying again, was so enraged his face was a mask of fury. He roared as he scrambled to his feet and charged Ye Wushuang once more. A terrifying Palm Seal, born from a Fifth-Grade Combat Skill, distorted the very air as it flew, rippling with destructive power as it aimed for Ye Wushuang’s head.

"Fuck! The two of them are actually ganging up on him!"

The crowd stared wide-eyed as Ye Wei and Ye Feng joined forces. Shamelessly ganging up on a single opponent and using their superior strength to bully the weak, they each unleashed devastating techniques to kill Ye Wushuang.

’With a pincer attack from both sides, Ye Wushuang is in serious trouble now. He’ll probably be crippled by those two!’ many people thought.

"That kid was too arrogant earlier. He provoked both of them. He deserves this," someone said coldly with an indifferent expression.

’How shameless!’

But in the crowd, one young man snorted in disdain. ’Both of them are already in the Qi Vortex Realm, and they’re teaming up to fight someone in the Body Tempering Realm. They’re utterly shameless!’

It wasn’t just him. Next to him stood another young man cradling a sword, whose brow also furrowed. A flicker of light passed through his sharp eyes, then the corner of his mouth quirked into a smirk as he turned his head to look at Ye Cheng.

As for Ye Cheng, he just continued to watch quietly, his expression cold and detached. Even though all three were disciples of the Ye Family, he showed no intention of intervening, as if their lives and deaths were of no concern to him.

’Or perhaps he’s already certain of the outcome—that Ye Wushuang will suffer a miserable defeat. That must be why he doesn’t care. He’s not getting involved.’

’Teaming up?’

Watching the two of them charge at him, Ye Wushuang’s eyes narrowed, a cold light glinting within them. He snorted savagely, "You think I’m afraid of you two?!"