Chapter 1145: Chapter 1145: Is That All You’ve Got?
The cold and angry words spewed from Yu An’s mouth.
His trembling body testified to the immense rage he was suppressing.
"Heh." The Ming’an City Lord smirked playfully, "Elder Yu An, you’re overthinking."
"At least, since I took over as the City Lord of Ming’an City, I’ve never regretted it."
"Hmph." Unable to suppress his anger any longer, Yu An erupted instantly.
"Elder Yu An, what do you intend to do?" Behind him, the old butler shouted coldly.
The Ming’an City Lord merely wore a faint smile, making no move at all.
Yu An, however, gritted his teeth and sat down in anger.
He was acutely aware that in the instant he erupted, the breaths of dozens of strong figures from the City Lord’s Mansion had locked onto him.
This was Ming’an City, the City Lord’s Mansion, the territory of the Ming’an City Lord, where the Second Elder of the Yu Family dared not act recklessly.
Yu An sat down angrily and whispered to the martial artist from the Yu Family beside him.
The Yu Family martial artist nodded and got up to leave.
The Ming’an City Lord glanced over but paid no heed.
He was the strongest in Ming’an City; those he wished to protect could not be touched by anyone.
...
In the Martial Arts Arena, Xiao Yi was waiting.
Beside him, the referee shook his head, "If no one steps up to challenge, I will declare Master Yi Xiao the winner by default."
Yi Xiao’s fame spread not only from the slaying of Yu Tai and Zhong Shuo.
There was also his one-time victory over Yu Tai, the veteran Holy-grade Alchemist, during the Medicine Life City refining competition.
Naturally, except for certain dignitaries, the general populace all referred to Yi Xiao as ’Master’.
Alchemist, after all, was a noble profession.
"Wait." At that moment, a cold voice rang out.
A figure instantly leapt onto the Martial Arts Arena.
The participant was a young man, about 25 years old.
The moment the young man entered the arena, his cold gaze fixed directly on Xiao Yi, full of killing intent.
"Hmm? Isn’t that the Young Master of the Yu Family?" The surrounding spectators immediately recognized the young man.
"The strongest Heavenly Talent in the dozen cities surrounding Ming’an City."
"It’s rumored that Yu Feng has astonishing talent, having surpassed family elders at a young age."
"In the entire family, only the Yu Family Master can suppress his cultivation strength."
"It won’t be long before this person becomes the top figure of the Yu Family, making a name in Ming’an City."
Exclamations echoed all around.
Yet Yu Feng paid them no mind, only coldly staring at Xiao Yi.
This person’s mind was evidently brilliant.
"Yi Xiao, make your move." Yu Feng was the first to utter cold words.
"You killed our Great Elder; you won’t leave this arena alive."
Xiao Yi shook his head and said indifferently, "No need for idle talk, make your move."
"Arrogant." Yu Feng attacked instantly.
Yu Feng’s figure suddenly transformed into a series of phantoms, with his palm heavily striking toward Xiao Yi.
"Hmm? Not a slow speed." Xiao Yi was slightly surprised.
Pa... A low, dull slapping sound rang out.
Xiao Yi’s foot shifted just a step to the side, his powerful hand gently clasping, easily grasping Yu Feng’s wrist.
At the same time, Yu Feng’s phantom suddenly vanished.
"Speed at the Saint Realm Peak, no wonder you’re so confident." Xiao Yi’s indifferent gaze looked at Yu Feng before him.
"But, it’s still not enough."
"Hmph, Shock Blade Palm." Yu Feng snorted coldly, a palm suddenly burst with a powerful momentum, instantly freeing him from Xiao Yi’s tight grip.
The palm wind moved, a palm that struck heavily at Xiao Yi.
Before the palm landed, a fierce blade-like aura with dominantly overwhelming pressure already descended upon Xiao Yi.
Centered around Xiao Yi, the violent palm wind ground the surface of the Martial Arts Arena into dust.
"This is the consequence of arrogance, die." Yu Feng sneered coldly.
Xiao Yi remained unmoved, his previously cold gaze at Yu Feng vanished.
No, more accurately, he couldn’t be bothered to look directly at Yu Feng anymore.
Yu Feng’s strength was too weak, unable to stir his fighting spirit.
Boom... Yu Feng’s palm imprinted heavily on Xiao Yi’s chest.
From start to finish, Xiao Yi didn’t move.
"Die." Yu Feng sneered coldly, but the next second, his smile stopped abruptly.
Because, on Xiao Yi’s chest, at an unknown time, surged a formidable Purple Flame.
Before Yu Feng could react, the Purple Flame had incinerated the fierce palm wind aura.
His palm, striking Xiao Yi, was utterly powerless.
"Do you have any other tricks?" Xiao Yi asked indifferently.
"What do you think?" Yu Feng’s expression instantly turned malicious.
A vivid green light suddenly appeared, instantly enveloping Xiao Yi.
When the light subsided, a green rope had tightly bound Xiao Yi.
"A Low Grade Holy Device?" Xiao Yi frowned.
"That’s right." Yu Feng smiled proudly, "This is my Yu Family’s Supreme Treasure, the Low Grade Holy Device, Green Snake Rope."
"Anyone ensnared by the rope, don’t think of escaping."
Xiao Yi glanced at the green rope binding him, the entire rope was extremely flexible, and each end resembled a snake tail.
At the other end, there was an illusory snake head, flicking a cold tongue.
From a distance, Xiao Yi appeared tightly coiled by a thick, green snake.
The surrounding martial artists watching the match changed their expressions.
On the spectator stands, the Ming’an City Lord frowned.
Yu An sneered coldly.
This contest did not prohibit the use of Holy Devices.
Holy Devices were one of a martial artist’s battle cards and means.
On the Martial Arts Arena.
"A Low Grade Holy Device can’t kill me." Xiao Yi shook his head indifferently.
"Hmph." Yu Feng snorted coldly, "A Low Grade Holy Device can’t kill you, but can this not kill you?"
Yu Feng’s face turned sinister, and a beam of sky-piercing sword energy instantly erupted from his hand.
At the moment the sword energy appeared, the aura of every martial artist around the Martial Arts Arena was instantly suppressed.
On the spectator stands, the Ming’an City Lord’s expression changed, "Is that the Yu Family Master’s sword energy?"
Other strong powers weren’t within the match rules.
Because it was the means of another martial artist, not the strength of the competing martial artist.
"Damn, stop it." The Ming’an City Lord’s expression turned cold, swiftly reacting.
"Too late." Yu An sneered coldly.
On the Martial Arts Arena, Yu Feng smiled coldly, and the sword energy in his hand had already been released.
The terrifying sword energy instantly engulfed Xiao Yi, who was ensnared by the Green Snake Rope, unable to move or dodge.
"That kid’s dead." Yu An sneered coldly.
Around the Martial Arts Arena, many martial artists shook their heads.
"The Yu Family Master is a Saint King Realm expert, and his sword energy is no less than his full strike."
"Even if Yi Xiao is a monstrous talent, he can’t possibly withstand it."
"What a pity, such a monster, to fall like this."
Sighs sounded from all around.
On the Martial Arts Arena, the sword energy roared furiously, even causing more than half of it to be engulfed in rampant sword energy.
After a while, the sword energy gradually dissipated.
Yu Feng smiled, looked at the referee, and said, "You can announce the result."
"This..." The referee frowned.
It was at this moment that all the sword energy completely dissipated.
A cold voice instantly echoed throughout.
"Is that all you’ve got?"
"Hmm?" Yu Feng’s expression changed, realizing that was Yi Xiao’s voice.
"How is it possible, not dead?"
As the sword energy dissipated, within it, streams of boiling molten lava flowed down slowly, revealing Xiao Yi’s unharmed form.
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Second update.
