Chapter 151: Chapter 151 Kill You Like Killing a Chicken!_1
"But that..."
Wang Jianglong still wanted to say something, but Ye Fei interrupted him directly,
"Tell General Bu for me, this battle, I must fight."
After speaking, he hung up the phone.
"Master, please drive faster."
...
Now, the Qianyuan Great Competition had narrowed down from the initial 1024 contestants to just over two hundred.
Today, the competition for the top 128 spots was to take place!
At this stage, those who remained were all capable fighters, ensuring an exceptional spectacle.
At this moment, the referee walked onto the arena with a complicated expression on his face.
The audience below was all too aware of the situation.
Today’s contestants not only included Ye Fei, who had two victories in two fights and was extremely ruthless in his attacks, but the other was considered heavyweight material!
The one who stopped Cui Xuan in the top 32, the previous champion, and the genius disciple of Shenyu Palace.
Zhang Xuanwen!
"Shenyu Palace is playing its hand, sending out Zhang Xuanwen in the top 128. They’re clearly aiming to end Ye Fei!"
"Hey, you can’t say that, after all, Zhang Xuanwen just followed the ranking order and coincidentally came up against Ye Fei."
"What do you mean by that? Could it be such a coincidence without Shenyu Palace pulling the strings behind the scenes?"
"There are too many coincidences in this world. It’s just Ye Fei’s bad luck for accidentally killing Wang Yang, it’s mere karmic retribution."
"No matter what, it looks like Ye Fei is going to take a fall this time..."
In the spectator seats, everyone watching Zhang Xuanwen’s arrival anticipated a downfall.
After all, Zhang Xuanwen’s strength was evident to all.
Not only could his Roaring Thunder Fist devastate heaven and earth, but he could even summon lightning with this effect, showcasing terrifying power!
At that moment, Zhang Xuanwen stood proudly on the platform, clad in a blue robe with an outstanding demeanor, his indifferent eyes looking down on everyone.
"Has Ye Fei not arrived? Perhaps he’s become afraid."
Zhang Xuanwen spoke indifferently, and the audience unanimously nodded in accord.
With the peak strength of the Postnatal Sixth Order, truly fearsome!
If Ye Fei were to forfeit the match, it would be within reason.
"What a pity, it’s been a wasted trip today."
"Can’t help it, if I encountered such a terrifying opponent in a competition, I’d probably forfeit too."
"Let’s disperse, nothing to see here."
The crowd sighed in disappointment, feeling their ticket costs had been thrown into water.
Just as everyone was preparing to pack up and leave, they suddenly saw a white figure appear at the entrance.
Moving with extreme speed, in just two or three steps he was standing on the platform, confronting Zhang Xuanwen.
"Sorry to keep you waiting," Ye Fei said lightly.
Zhang Xuanwen’s expression intensified as he stared at Ye Fei for a while before breaking into laughter.
"Ha ha ha, never thought you’d actually dare to come. Aren’t you afraid of having no return?"
Ye Fei activated his Starry Eyes and gave him a glance.
The rumors were true, he definitely was at the peak of the Postnatal Sixth Order.
Ye Fei smiled. With such strength, he was still expected to forfeit?
He must be delusional.
Shaking his head, Ye Fei said quietly, "With you alone? You’re not qualified."
"If it really gets down to a fight, killing you would be as simple as slaughtering a chicken."
"You!"
Zhang Wenxuan was enraged, having never been challenged in such a manner before.
This Ye Fei, today he must be killed!
And he would use the harshest methods to let him experience despair before death!
"Die!"
Without waiting for the referee to announce the start, Zhang Xuanwen had already made his move, throwing a fierce punch!
Roaring Thunder Fist!
The unique technique of Shenyu Palace, and in Zhang Xuanwen’s hands, it exhibited a distinct flair.
As the punch was thrown, it was as if thunder was encapsulated within his fists, its speed so fast that it almost instantly reached Ye Fei.
Slightly sidestepping, Ye Fei dodged the punch aimed straight for his head, his gaze casually falling on the referee.
The referee’s face showed embarrassment, with a surge of anger in his chest that had nowhere to be released.
Those from Shenyu Palace sure had guts, unsatisfied with their shady dealings behind the curtain, now they were so brazen on the stage!
Yet, he couldn’t reprimand them; after all, he was just a minor referee and quickly waved his hand to announce the start of the match.
As if receiving a signal, Ye Fei then turned his head back to look at Zhang Xuanwen.
Having his punch dodged made Zhang Xuanwen even more furious.
With a backhand, he threw another punch, targeting the vitals!
This punch was incredible in its power, with the rumbling thunder encapsulating the fierce wind of his fist, it could probably snap a tree trunk as thick as a bowl!
In contrast, there was Ye Fei, standing loosely, as if completely unprepared.
"It’s over, Ye Fei is done for!"
The referee watched this scene from a corner, a trace of unwillingness flickering across his face.
In the incredulous stares of the crowd, Ye Fei casually stepped forward and slapped down.
Like a father striking his son, the slap seemed effortlessly casual at first but by the end it was like a huge mountain crashing down!
"Not good!"
Zhang Shunlong instantly rose to intervene, but it was already too late.
With that slap, even Zhang Xuanwen felt the danger and had to retract his fist to protect his front.
Boom!
Crack!
After receiving the slap, a crisp sound came from Zhang Xuanwen’s arms, and the ground shattered, causing his lower body to sink into it!
With both arms broken, the legs that sank into the platform were probably not faring any better.
"I told you, killing you is as easy as slaughtering a chicken," Ye Fei declared, looking down at Zhang Xuanwen, who now only came up to his waist.
With a swift kick,
Squelch!
The crowd only heard the sound of a body being punctured, and saw a gaping hole emerge in Zhang Xuanwen’s chest, his organs gruesomely spilling out.
Another one slain!
