Chapter 112: Chapter 112 Roaring Thunder Fist_1
Ye Fei replied with a slight smile, "It’s me."
Upon hearing this, Wang Yang’s heart chilled.
Then his body began to tremble slightly.
The grudge for annihilating his clan was irreconcilable!
Today, he was going to kill Ye Fei!
"He’s here, he’s here!"
An audience member exclaimed in shock, "This guy really isn’t afraid of death to have actually shown up."
"That’s good, let Wang Yang teach this kid a lesson for making us wait so long!"
One person laughed, "This isn’t about teaching a lesson anymore, someone is going to die!"
No one believed that Ye Fei could defeat Wang Yang.
Under the supervision of the Ancient Martial Association, the two signed a life-death contract.
The great battle was about to commence.
At this moment, Wang Yang was burning with rage, ready to cut Ye Fei down.
"Ye Fei, you exterminated my entire family, today you’re dead for sure!"
"But rest assured, I won’t let you die quickly."
"I’m going to cripple you, leave you paralyzed for life, unable to live or die!"
Wang Yang ground his teeth in hatred, wishing he could crush Ye Fei into dust.
He instantly released all his energy, ready to strike.
At this moment, the referees from the Ancient Martial Association were also shocked.
Rank four of the Acquired Stage!
He is actually at the fourth rank of the Acquired Stage!
In this era, at this age, Wang Yang had cultivated to the fourth rank of the Acquired Stage?
It was simply too terrifying!
At this rate, it wouldn’t be impossible for him to become a key figure nurtured by the Divine Travel Palace!
At this moment, the arena was in uproar.
The Acquired Realm was already rare, and the fourth rank even rarer.
What’s more, Wang Yang was so young at this moment.
They seemed to see a Martial Arts Grandmaster rising rapidly.
"Wang Yang truly is a prodigy, such strength, unheard of!"
After such an exclamation, someone else said, "Wang Yang, strike now, let us witness the power of the fourth rank of the Acquired Stage!"
"Quickly finish off that kid and let’s see him lose his prestige!"
The waves of voices from the crowd surged, already certain of Wang Yang’s certain victory.
At the edge of the field.
The people from Qingyun Province already had ashen faces.
"We’re done for, Ye Fei is only at the first rank of the Acquired Stage, now we’re really done for!"
On that day, even Luo Qiuyu had thought Ye Fei was only at the first rank of the Acquired Stage.
Wang Yang’s realm was beyond everyone’s expectations.
Before leaving, General Bu had specifically instructed that honor was a small matter, but Ye Fei’s life was what mattered!
Han Guang immediately shouted to Ye Fei, "Ye Fei, don’t try to be a hero!"
"Admit defeat quickly, we’ll make long-term plans!"
However, at this moment, Ye Fei remained unmoved.
He lifted his right hand lightly, already in a posture to attack.
In an instant, the entire scene changed drastically, and everyone’s gaze shifted.
"This kid is quite bold, really planning to go head-to-head with Wang Yang?"
"Hey, isn’t that a good thing? If he admitted defeat right away, wouldn’t our trip be wasted?"
The crowd’s cries grew even louder.
Wang Yang snorted coldly and with a stomp, he lunged forward.
But in the next instant, his breath caught sharply.
Before he could even throw a punch, Ye Fei had already appeared before him as light as a feather.
Astonishment!
What incredible speed.
Wang Yang’s eyes hardened, his fist shooting straight for Ye Fei’s face.
Yet, his punch merely brushed past Ye Fei’s face, not even touching a single hair.
At that moment, Wang Yang heard a sentence.
Relaxed and with a hint of mockery.
"That slow?"
The next moment.
Wang Yang’s expression changed dramatically.
He saw Ye Fei raise his hand lightly, using his hand as a knife, and strike directly at Wang Yang’s shoulder blade.
In the air.
A crisp sound.
Crack!
That sound was broadcasted throughout the arena by the loudspeaker.
Whether it was a dislocation or a fracture, at this moment, it no longer mattered.
The whole audience tensed up, finding the noise unbearably grating and hair-raising.
In just the blink of an eye, Wang Yang’s right arm went numb and flung to the side.
This first round ended with Ye Fei victorious.
The entire arena fell silent.
Wang Yang’s face had turned an iron blue, his right arm dangling like a limp noodle.
"Ye Fei, what dirty tricks did you use? How could you be so vicious?"
Wang Yang couldn’t believe that Ye Fei could be that strong.
Ye Fei laughed lightly, "If you can’t win, you can’t win. What’s with the slander?"
"Impossible!" Wang Yang roared.
"You’re nothing but a lowlife son-in-law, a despicable intruder. How could you possibly defeat me?"
"You must have cheated!"
Ye Fei, resigned, closed his fist, already prepared to end this meaningless fight.
Wang Yang was so furious his veins bulged and his eyes reddened.
"I’m going to kill you!"
Humiliated and furious from having his arm disabled, Wang Yang oscillated between shame and anger.
Ye Fei looked calm, saying indifferently, "Let’s see if you’ve got that ability."
Wang Yang roared and clenched his left fist, his momentum surging suddenly.
"Roaring Thunder Fist!"
In an instant, thunder roared through the arena.
A gasp of surprise caused a great shock among the crowd.
"It’s the Roaring Thunder Fist! That’s one of the three great techniques of the Divine Travel Palace!"
"Wang Yang can actually practice such a technique, that’s amazing!"
"Now Ye Fei won’t be able to pull any tricks!"
Initially, the audience felt it was a pity Wang Yang lost the first round.
Now that Wang Yang unleashed such a technique, their spirits lifted, ready to watch Ye Fei’s defeat.
However, the next moment.
Everyone in the audience leaped to their feet in astonishment.
Ye Fei slowly stepped forward and then grasped Wang Yang’s fist.
It wasn’t a block.
It wasn’t a dodge.
It was a grasp.
Effortless to the extreme, as if he had caught a struggling little bird.
Ye Fei laughed lightly.
"It’s just a fight. Why all the fanfare?"
