Chapter 359: Chapter 359: Pass a Message for Me _1
Wan Yang’s hypocritical face, as seen in Xia Ningning’s eyes, became more and more repulsive the more she looked at it.
However, her thoughts were entirely focused on Ye Ming, hoping to rescue him.
For a moment, Xia Ningning felt as if fate had gripped her by the throat, a profound sense of helplessness emerged within her.
After some consideration, Xia Ningning still decided to acquiesce, reasoning that she could always find an opportunity to leave him later; after all, she could not stand idly by and watch Ye Ming come to harm.
However, at that moment, the sound of fighting came from Ye Ming’s location.
Three members of the Martial Artist Association, having lost their patience, had started to fight with Ye Ming.
Each of them displayed their special skills, swirling around Ye Ming.
Ye Ming, alone against three, did not falter in the slightest. On the contrary, the more he fought, the more adept he became.
At this point, he had reached the Intermediate Earth Rank and was completely undisturbed in combat with several Lower Earth Rank warriors.
The disparity in strength could not simply be defined by rank.
A whoosh sound was heard as Ye Ming once again performed the exquisite skill he had just shown, drawing a transparent Sword Qi in the void and sending it speeding towards the weakest in the crowd.
This technique was something he could perform naturally after advancing to the Intermediate Earth Rank.
With Sword Qi Formation, as his level increased, the technique gained more functions, and releasing a streak of Sword Qi became extremely easy.
A "puchi" noise indicated the Sword Qi had struck the law enforcer with deadly accuracy.
His fate was no different from Lin Guisan’s, his legs were instantly severed, and he collapsed heavily to the ground.
Wang Qi and Wang Yue, upon seeing this, fell into chaos.
They retreated a step and hurried to check on their teammate.
Unfortunately, by this time, Ye Ming’s second Sword Qi had already descended, cleaving the opponent’s body in twain, blood spurting into the air.
"You damn bastard, how dare you kill our enforcer!" Wang Yue yelled in a fury.
Ye Ming responded indifferently, "Aren’t a few of you trying to kill me as well? Is this the way of the Martial Artist Association, to allow you to kill but not allow others to resist?"
Wang Yue’s face turned vicious as he gathered his Inner True Qi and, with a loud shout, launched an attack at Ye Ming.
He had been in the back of the crowd this whole time, using Wang Qi’s body to shield himself from Ye Ming’s attacks.
Seeing his teammate get killed, he lost his rationality and wanted to clash head-on with Ye Ming.
He had to maintain the face of the Martial Artist Association and couldn’t let Ye Ming be too arrogant.
Ye Ming stepped back half a step and easily dodged Wang Yue’s attack.
At this moment, Wang Yue turned to Wang Qi and roared, "You damn fool, what are you watching for? Help me kill this brat!"
Wang Qi had just recovered and wasn’t yet back to peak condition; obviously, he wouldn’t attack with full force.
Although the two were members of the same association, they each harbored their own agendas on the battlefield, preserving their strength.
After a few more exchanges, Wang Yue saw Wang Qi join the fight and immediately pulled back, using Wang Qi as a shield while he circled behind, planning a sneak attack on Ye Ming.
A "puchi" and Wang Qi’s body burst apart in the air.
Before his death, his angry glare fixed on Wang Yue, cursing him a dozen times in his mind.
But it was all futile; he had already become a pile of flesh, powerless to seek revenge.
"It seems the members of the Martial Artist Association don’t really stick together, do they?" Ye Ming said coldly as he looked at Wang Yue, casually raising his hand to block the attack.
"Betraying your own teammate at a critical moment, you really are a fine person!"
Wang Yue raged, "What concern is the affairs of our Martial Artist Association to you?"
Nearly maddened, he launched an attack at Ye Ming, searching for any gaps in Ye Ming’s defenses.
It was to no avail, no matter how hard he tried, Ye Ming had no openings to exploit, he simply couldn’t breach Ye Ming’s technique.
On the contrary, it was his own body that Ye Ming battered until it was bruised and riddled with wounds.
With a loud bang, a punch to the chest sent Wang Yue flying into the ruins.
He struggled to his feet, glaring venomously at Ye Ming, now utterly devoid of strength.
Ye Ming looked on indifferently and said, "The fight should end here, I’ve already killed enough people today, I don’t want to kill anymore!"
Hearing these words, Wang Yue felt a heavy burden lifted from his heart and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He asked, "Why would you spare me?"
Ye Ming coldly replied, "To let you collect their corpses! Also, to deliver a message for me."
Wang Yue was confused, "What do you mean?"
Ye Ming continued, "Go back and tell the chairman of your Martial Artist Association not to provoke me again, or else your fate will be the same as that of the Jiang family father and son!"
"If you don’t want your entire clan to be executed, then don’t provoke me, don’t test my limits again!"
Having said that, Ye Ming exhaled a breath of foul air, as his legs began to grow weak.
He had traveled a long distance on foot from Jiangbei to return.
During the rescue of Xu Lele, he had consumed a great deal of his Life Essence, and the battle with Lin Guisan had exhausted him further. After so much effort, Ye Ming finally felt fatigued.
But he seemed quite happy because he could truly feel the benefits of his recent advancement.
Under normal circumstances, his body would not have been able to endure doing so much.
The painful price paid now seemed worth it.
However, Wang Yue caught the slight movements Ye Ming made.
Wang Yue pretended to submit and withdrew from the ruins, then, seizing the moment Ye Ming was distracted, he launched a sneak attack from behind.
"Ye by name, you’ve just been through a brutal battle, you finally can’t hold on anymore, can you?"
"Heh, you never intended to spare me, it was because you no longer had the strength to fight that you pretended to say those lofty words, don’t think I’ll be fooled!"
"Die! While you’re down, I shall take your life!"
Wang Yue’s face revealed a cruel smile as he aimed a lethal strike at Ye Ming’s back.
However, just as he was about to touch Ye Ming, Ye Ming seemed to have grown eyes on his back and effortlessly dodged.
Wang Yue lunged at thin air, tumbling to the ground in a mess.
Ye Ming no longer glanced at him, lifted his foot and stepped down hard onto his shoulder, shattering it brutally.
The piercing pain caused Wang Yue to scream like a slaughtered pig.
Afterwards, Ye Ming calmly said, "You are indeed as despicable and shameless as I thought! I gave you a slight punishment, now get out of my sight!"
"Remember my words, this is your last chance. If you still wish to lay a hand on me, you won’t need to deliver any message!"
After finishing his words, Ye Ming lifted his foot, sparing Wang Yue once again.
Enduring the pain, Wang Yue scrambled to his feet and fled miserably.
