Chapter 144: Chapter 144 Killing Cui Xuan_1
"Ye Fei, what do you think?"
Cui Xuan grinned maliciously as he spoke.
"Your Shenyou Palace really has quite the presence, even the Ancient Martial Arts Association has to give you some respect, but..."
Ye Fei replied with a faint smile, "Then why did they send you, such trash, to deliver your head on a platter?"
Trash?
Cui Xuan was stunned.
A renowned fighter among the top thirty-two, with iron fists that had sent countless young warriors scurrying in defeat.
If he hadn’t encountered that genius disciple, it wouldn’t have been impossible for him to break into the top ten!
And yet, this man, whose name thundered through the world of ancient martial arts, was considered trash in Ye Fei’s eyes?
"All sharp teeth and snappy mouth, let’s see if you can still talk after I knock all those teeth out!"
Cui Xuan’s expression turned fierce, and as he clenched his fists together, they rang out with a clanging sound!
"I think the one with sharp teeth and a snappy mouth is you."
Ye Fei smiled slightly, flexing his hands so that his knuckles cracked.
"Coincidentally, I know some medical skills, perfect for treating that foul mouth of yours."
The two exchanged barbs, neither yielding an inch!
The stage was filled with the smell of gunpowder, just waiting for the referee to speak and light this fuse.
"Since both sides are ready, let’s begin."
The referee sighed and cast a glance at Ye Fei.
"Impressive strength, but lacking the wisdom to recognize the situation, I fear today he might die on the spot."
Muttering to himself, the referee gestured grandly, and the match officially began!
"Insect! Prepare to meet your end!"
Cui Xuan wasted no time, raising his fist and throwing a punch with a howling wind straight at Ye Fei.
He didn’t use any specialized technique, but with just his strength, he could make a host of young warriors submit!
"Well met!"
Ye Fei roared back, countering with a punch of his own, fist meeting fist, determined to see who was superior.
Thud!
With a loud crash, which caught the audience by surprise, Ye Fei withstood Cui Xuan’s punch.
"Not a bad punch, no wonder you killed Wang."
A gleam flashed in Cui Xuan’s eyes as he yelled with exhilaration.
"It’s been ages since I met someone who could match my strength. That kid from the last competition was slippery as an eel, what fun was there in fighting him?"
Cui Xuan’s fists vibrated as he shrugged off the force from Ye Fei’s blow.
"Again!"
Their fists collided once more, the clashing sound echoing before another punch was thrown.
Ye Fei’s expression remained calm, his right fist meeting the blow again, standing on equal footing.
As he felt the numbness in his arm, Cui Xuan was just about to unleash his left fist to crush his opponent when he saw Ye Fei unexpectedly retract his own punch.
Cui Xuan couldn’t help but advance, only to find Ye Fei’s right fist transforming into a claw, directly grabbing his wrist.
A push.
A pull.
Crack!
A sharp sound echoed, stunning everyone present.
Cui Xuan hadn’t even had time to react before he felt an agonizing pain in his right wrist!
Taking a big step back, Cui Xuan raised his arm only to see his wrist and the entirety of his hand drooping powerlessly.
Dislocated?
Or broken?
Cui Xuan couldn’t tell, he only felt pain.
Moreover, either outcome in battle was equivalent, potentially fatal!
In pain, Cui Xuan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and pulled a pair of heavy iron plates out of his pocket.
Unfolding the item on his hand, it was clearly a pair of cast iron fistguards.
The iron fists were covered with dried bloodstains, terrifying to behold!
Cui Xuan put them on, moving his hand satisfactorily.
The wrist joint was made of iron, which could perfectly negate the impact of a dislocated wrist.
"Just now, I was afraid you couldn’t withstand a single punch from me, so I only used thirty percent of my strength, but now..."
"Then let me see your full strength, and don’t disappoint me."
Ye Fei was not afraid at all, just beckoning with his hand.
Cui Xuan was taken aback, then burst into a ferocious laugh!
"Hahaha, today I’ll let you feel what it’s like to have your head smashed!"
Cui Xuan roared furiously, his killing intent fully revealed!
"Reckless Charge Fist!"
With a loud shout, Cui Xuan’s figure shot towards Ye Fei like an arrow released from its string, swinging his fist to strike!
The fist wind howled, aiming directly at Ye Fei’s head, seemingly intending to explode it with a single punch!
Watching the fist growing larger in his sight, Ye Fei’s figure flickered, narrowly missing Cui Xuan’s iron fist.
"Don’t run!"
A backhanded punch was thrown out, its powerful wind tearing through the air, the momentum overwhelming!
Ye Fei nodded slightly, as if confirming something, and casually raised his right hand to grab hold of Cui Xuan’s iron fist.
It was not an evasion, nor was it withstanding the attack.
He grabbed it directly!
"Bastard!"
With a roar, Cui Xuan immediately realized the lad in front of him was not as simple as Zhang Shunlong had described!
If it had been just a first-level postnatal, his punch would have been sufficient, but now...
Cui Xuan shook his head and tried to pull his hand out from Ye Fei’s grasp with all his strength.
Once, twice...
After trying three or four times, Cui Xuan’s right fist seemed welded to Ye Fei’s hand, unable to pull free even a little!
Ye Fei looked coldly at the struggling Cui Xuan, his left hand transforming from a palm to a knife, and chopped down at Cui Xuan’s elbow.
Pu-chi!
Instantly, blood splattered, and with a kick from Ye Fei, Cui Xuan was sent flying backwards!
Looking again at Ye Fei’s hand, it still firmly grasped the piece of iron fist.
Broken!
With a single palm strike, he had chopped off Cui Xuan’s arm!
Bouncing around the arena like a rubber ball, Cui Xuan made the ground shatter upon impact, causing the spectators in the stands to have already retreated to the very last row, fearing that Cui Xuan might fall on them.
"Can he even survive this..."
Everyone felt a chill in their hands and feet.
Just as Cui Xuan was about to fall off the stage, Ye Fei moved again.
His figure, ghostly as ever, appeared almost instantly above Cui Xuan and stomped down hard, driving Cui Xuan into the ground.
Boom!
Broken stones flew everywhere as the ground was smashed into a large hole that perfectly fit the body.
Ye Fei turned his head, looking at Zhang Shunlong, who was sitting alone in the front row, and pointed down at his feet, "With him alone, you planned to take my life?"
Zhang Shunlong was known for his talent and boldness, but upon seeing Cui Xuan under Ye Fei’s foot, his fate unknown, his face couldn’t help but turn unsightly.
"I....."
At this moment, Cui Xuan under Ye Fei’s foot suddenly made a noise, his remaining hand twisted out.
"I...I acknowl..."
Before he could finish speaking, Ye Fei suddenly stomped down fiercely, crushing the deformed Cui Xuan!
Blood gushed forth, quickly filling the large hole in the ground, and then flowing to every corner of the arena.
Cui Xuan, dead!
