Chapter 267: Chapter 254: What Do You Think You Are?
Following the voice, a man in his thirties dressed in red slowly walked into the courtyard. His face was handsome, his clothes exquisite. He lightly waved a purple Folding Fan, carrying himself with the refined grace of a young master from a Noble Family.
The man in red looked harmless, but Zhaang Ye keenly sensed that this person’s cultivation was a notch higher than Zhang Bushuai’s. He was an expert at the Martial Arts Seventh Layer Late Stage.
What particularly caught Zhaang Ye’s attention was the faint, almost imperceptible killing intent hidden beneath the man’s nonchalant demeanor. Zhaang Ye had met many people and knew that men like this were like venomous snakes in the grass—insidious, dangerous, and one careless move could lead to one’s downfall at their hands.
The red-robed man walked into the courtyard, not even glancing at Zhaang Ye. He smiled at Zhang Bushuai and said, "Zhang Bushuai, I, Bendong Building, will just stand here and watch you make your move. If you can’t handle this kid, then I’ll take care of it. My hands have been itching for a fight lately anyway."
Bendong Building’s words greatly irritated Zhang Bushuai. However, Bendong Building was a Martial Arts Seventh Layer Late Stage expert, and his rank among the Younger Generation of the Da Ling Kingdom was also higher than Zhang Bushuai’s. Faced with such an expert, no matter how displeased he was, he didn’t dare say a word.
Zhang Bushuai grunted, his cold gaze fixed on Zhaang Ye. He said grimly, "Kid, I’ll finish you in ten moves!"
’Zhang Bushuai didn’t dare show his dissatisfaction toward Bendong Building, but he wasn’t afraid of Zhaang Ye. In his view, while Zhaang Ye’s technique to break his Saber Technique earlier was clever, it posed no real threat to him. As long as he used a stronger Combat Skill, he would surely be able to defeat Zhaang Ye and display his own prowess.’
"HAHAHAHA!"
Zhaang Ye suddenly burst out laughing.
Zhaang Ye’s laughter immediately left Bendong Building and Zhang Bushuai completely bewildered. Both of their cultivation levels were higher than Zhaang Ye’s, yet here he was, facing two enemies and still in the mood to laugh. ’Has the pressure gotten to him? Has he gone mad?’
Zhang Bushuai’s brow furrowed. He said in a low voice, "Kid, what are you laughing at?"
Zhaang Ye stopped laughing. His gaze swept coolly over the two of them as he said, "I’m laughing at two toads. These two toads don’t have much skill, but they sure talk big..."
Before Zhaang Ye could even finish his sentence, the expressions on Bendong Building’s and Zhang Bushuai’s faces changed. They were geniuses who had emerged from billions of people, reaching the Martial Arts Seventh Layer before the age of forty. No one dared to look down on them, and this had fostered an arrogance that placed them above others.
And now, Zhaang Ye, a mere Early-stage Seventh Layer Martial Artist, actually dared to call them toads. How could they possibly tolerate that!
FWOOSH!
Black qi instantly swirled around Zhang Bushuai’s entire body. His joints cracked like thunder, and his muscles bulged, making him look like a War God from ancient times. His gaze, seemingly tangible, locked onto Zhaang Ye as he said sinisterly, "Kid, I’ve changed my mind. This time, I’m going to split you in half and throw your corpse onto the street for the dogs!"
RUMBLE!
Zhang Bushuai took three steps toward Zhaang Ye. His Saber Technique was a peculiar one that relied on overwhelming momentum. With each step he took, his aura intensified. After three steps, Zhang Bushuai’s aura had reached its peak. The black long saber in his hand radiated a keen Sword Qi, looking as if it could slice a mountain in two.
Seeing Zhang Bushuai’s display, a hint of surprise flickered in Bendong Building’s eyes. Although Zhang Bushuai’s cultivation and rank were a notch below his, the strength he was displaying now far surpassed that of an ordinary Mid-stage Seventh Layer Martial Arts expert. Even he couldn’t afford to underestimate it.
’Zhang Bushuai’s strength isn’t bad. I’ll see how many moves it takes for him to kill that kid!’ Bendong Building thought, a flash of regret in his eyes as he looked at Zhaang Ye.
Since Zhaang Ye had called him a toad, Bendong Building had already marked him for death. It was just a pity that Zhang Bushuai had acted first, robbing him of the chance to slowly torture Zhaang Ye...
"Die!"
Zhang Bushuai roared, the sound shaking the entire courtyard. Following his shout, the black long saber in his hand suddenly tore through the void and slashed toward Zhaang Ye.
Before Zhang Bushuai had even attacked, dust and smoke had been rising in the courtyard, as if a giant Fierce Beast were thrashing about. But the moment he struck, not a whisper of wind could be heard. Everything seemed to freeze. Even the small insects in the courtyard seemed to sense the terror of this strike and fell silent.
Zhaang Ye gave a cold smile. The Heavy Saber on his back appeared in his hand like a flash of lightning, and he swung.
Zhaang Ye’s strike was ordinary, the move itself was ordinary, and its speed wasn’t particularly fast. But this very ordinary strike made Zhang Bushuai’s expression change. He could feel that the True Qi he had released was being suppressed by Zhaang Ye’s True Qi!
It turned out that while Zhaang Ye’s casual strike looked ordinary, the True Qi it contained was pure to the extreme. This True Qi was so pure and condensed that in its presence, the black Sword Qi released by Zhang Bushuai couldn’t advance a single inch!
BOOM!
Zhaang Ye’s Heavy Saber clashed with Zhang Bushuai’s black long saber. Zhang Bushuai felt an abnormally pure True Qi travel up from his own blade, instantly suppressing his True Qi. Then, the True Qi he had painstakingly cultivated was forcefully crushed by Zhaang Ye’s!
PTUI!
Zhang Bushuai spat a large mouthful of blood toward the sky. He was sent flying high into the air before crashing heavily onto the ground, half-dead.
Defeated in a single strike!
The three men who hadn’t left yet all gasped in shock, completely stunned. Zhang Bushuai was an expert ranked in the top twenty of the Da Ling Kingdom’s Younger Generation, possessing a Mid-stage Seventh Layer Martial Arts cultivation. No one could have imagined that such a formidable figure would be defeated by Zhaang Ye in a single move.
Bendong Building’s expression changed as well. The move Zhaang Ye had just used was incredibly ordinary. He couldn’t for the life of him understand how such a common move could have defeated Zhang Bushuai.
While Bendong Building was full of doubt, Zhaang Ye was secretly pleased. ’The reason I was able to defeat Zhang Bushuai just now was simple,’ he thought. ’My True Qi is far purer and more condensed than his.’
After cultivating the Qi Refining Technique to the Great Success stage, the True Qi in Zhaang Ye’s body became exceptionally pure, on par with even that of a Martial Arts Ninth Layer expert. In the face of Zhaang Ye’s pure True Qi, the True Qi Zhang Bushuai had painstakingly cultivated seemed impure and weak, collapsing after just a few clashes!
’The pain I endured cultivating the Qi Refining Technique was worth it,’ Zhaang Ye thought, silently congratulating himself on his choice. He then turned his gaze to Bendong Building.
Zhaang Ye said slowly, "Are you going to get out yourself, or do I have to throw you out?"
Although Bendong Building was baffled by Zhaang Ye’s last strike and had grown somewhat wary of him, he hadn’t yet fought Zhaang Ye himself and didn’t believe he would lose. Hearing Zhaang Ye’s words, he sneered and said, "Such arrogance. Since I began my cultivation, no one has ever dared to speak to me like that! Today, I’ll make you—"
A suddenly appearing Tornado interrupted Bendong Building’s words.
This sudden Tornado instantly locked onto Bendong Building, making his heart clench.
Bendong Building shouted, and just as he was about to break the sudden Tornado, Zhaang Ye’s figure flashed over. The Heavy Saber transformed into a black streak of light and slashed toward him.
"Ah—"
First locked down by the Tornado, then suddenly facing the attack of the Heavy Saber, Bendong Building was completely shocked. His body was pinned by both the Tornado and the Heavy Saber, making it impossible to dodge. Left with no choice, Bendong Building abruptly swung the Folding Fan in his hand, which traced a perfect arc to block Zhaang Ye’s Heavy Saber.
Bendong Building’s Folding Fan had many wonderful uses, but it was not suited for direct clashes. However, in such a passive situation, he couldn’t afford to be picky. He had only one thought in his mind: ’Block Zhaang Ye’s incoming Heavy Saber first and worry about the rest later!’
CLANG!
The Heavy Saber and the Folding Fan met. The True Qi from Zhaang Ye’s Heavy Saber collided with the True Qi from Bendong Building’s Folding Fan. At that moment, Bendong Building finally understood why Zhang Bushuai had failed!
He could clearly feel that the True Qi on Zhaang Ye’s Heavy Saber was actually ten times purer than his own! And ten times more condensed! This True Qi, pure and condensed to the absolute extreme, crushed the True Qi he had painstakingly cultivated for nearly forty years in less than the blink of an eye, surging straight into his body!
"Argh!"
After all, Bendong Building’s cultivation was higher than Zhang Bushuai’s, and he had been on guard against Zhaang Ye. Sensing the terrifying purity of Zhaang Ye’s True Qi, and scared out of his wits, Bendong Building’s own True Qi surged forth madly, barely managing to hold back Zhaang Ye’s.
Seeing Bendong Building unexpectedly resisting his True Qi, Zhaang Ye was slightly surprised, but then he understood. While Bendong Building’s True Qi wasn’t as pure as his, it excelled in its sheer volume. It was precisely because of this vast amount of True Qi that Bendong Building was able to resist his pure True Qi.
Seeing his True Qi being resisted, Zhaang Ye smiled faintly. His left hand, wreathed in wisps of mist, suddenly shot out.
Seeing Zhaang Ye’s hand grabbing for him, Bendong Building was shocked and tried to dodge. But Zhaang Ye’s hand was as fast as lightning, and Bendong Building was currently occupied with resisting Zhaang Ye’s True Qi. How could he possibly dodge!
"Urk!"
Bendong Building only felt a tightness around his neck as Zhaang Ye’s large hand lifted him into the air.
Zhaang Ye laughed heartily and said, "I called you a toad and you didn’t believe me! A person who can’t even take one of my moves—if that’s not a useless toad, what is?"
Bendong Building’s face was beet red, like the comb of a large rooster.
"Hmph!"
Just then, an old voice suddenly rang out from a distance, shouting, "Such an arrogant junior! How dare you insult a man of my Da Ling Kingdom! Let him go at once, and this old man will grant you a whole corpse!"
Zhaang Ye’s brow twitched slightly. He sneered and said, "Grant me a whole corpse? And who do you think you are?"
As he spoke, Zhaang Ye viciously slapped Bendong Building’s rear. Bendong Building felt a sharp pain in his backside as he was sent flying through the air like a cloud, crashing through the courtyard wall and landing hard outside.
"Junior, you’re courting death!" Following the voice, a fiery red figure suddenly appeared in the courtyard. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote with Recommendation Tickets and monthly passes. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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