"Teach me!"
"Hiss!"
At these four words, everyone present broke out in a cold sweat. They never imagined that this seemingly ordinary young man would dare to utter such arrogant words.
Who was Yue Ling?
He was Senior Leite's beloved disciple!
And he said this in front of Leite. Was he being that arrogant?
"Has he gone mad, daring to speak to Young Master Yue like that!"
"Hmph! Young people are indeed impatient, provoked by just a sentence!"
"Exactly! Who is Young Master Yue, and who is he? Can they even be compared?"
"Since he dares to be so arrogant, he must have the capital for it. Then we can watch properly!"
"Heh! Even if his capital is strong, can it be stronger than the Black Tower? Truly ignorant!"
"..."
At this moment, everyone was eager to see the young man make a fool of himself.
"Good! Very good! It has been a long time since anyone dared to speak to me like this!"
Yue Ling, his face grim, walked towards Ye Ming step by step. With each step he took, the aura emanating from him grew stronger.
By the time he reached Ye Ming, the ground he had passed had already cracked into gaping fissures. The violent aura around him raged like a hurricane, making even the flowing air turn sharp.
This momentum was comparable to the strength of a Martial Sovereign among ancient martial artists.
"Do you still remember the rules here?"
Yue Ling raised his hand slightly, and a formidable force gathered in his palm, seemingly ready to attack at any moment.
"You mean your word is the rule?"
Ye Ming shook his head helplessly.
To be honest, he didn't want to conflict with the other party. Although the other party had shown hostility towards him before, he didn't care.
But Yue Ling's self-important behavior of always saying "my word is the rule" made him very displeased.
Ye Ming didn't understand what there was to be proud of in relying on others' authority.
If he truly had the strength to establish rules, Ye Ming might have looked up to him. But with his current behavior, Ye Ming really didn't want to comment.
"That's right! Here, my word is the rule. Since you dare to defy me, then..."
*Whoosh!*
A punch was thrown, carrying a violent airflow that formed a small whirlwind, smashing directly towards Ye Ming's face.
"Disappear!"
*Bang!*
A direct hit.
The sound of a sonic boom echoed in the air. The ferocious energy completely engulfed Ye Ming, and even the ground beneath him was shattering and spreading outwards frantically.
Countless scattered stones that were splashed up were reduced to fine dust by the lingering aftermath of the energy.
The center of the explosion, obscured by the dust, blocked everyone's view. They had no idea what had happened to the young man who had endured such a fierce blow.
Of course!
Most people believed the chances of survival were... slim.
From afar, a woman watched the center of the explosion, covering her mouth with a small hand, her eyes filled with disbelief.
She was Duo'er, who had been serving Ye Ming before...
"He... just died like that?"
Duo'er stood there dazedly, feeling an emptiness in her heart.
Not long ago, this person had protected her.
And now, he had met such an end.
"Serves you right! Didn't I tell you not to provoke him?" Duo'er's eyes were a little red as she bit her lip.
In the arena, just as everyone believed Ye Ming had perished under Yue Ling's attack, they overlooked the expression of one person.
Leite!
The strongest person in the arena, openly speaking.
"Why can't I feel his presence?"
Leite frowned deeply, always feeling that the young man was very strange.
Before, he hadn't realized that he couldn't sense any energy fluctuations from the young man, making him no different from an ordinary person.
However, if he were truly an ordinary person, how could he withstand his pressure and still protect the woman beside him?
This was clearly an anomaly user.
This made Leite very confused.
In the arena.
"This is the result of trampling on the rules!"
Yue Ling withdrew his hand, turned around, and coldly threw down a sentence, preparing to return to Leite's side.
At the same time, he was using this opportunity to sound a warning to everyone else present.
Here, he would not tolerate defiance.
"What! Is Young Master Yue's fist so weak?"
Just then, a light voice came from behind Yue Ling.
As the dust and smoke dispersed, in the very center of the explosion, a young man stood with his arms crossed, his face still wearing the same indifferent smile.
It was as if nothing had happened.
"This... No... How is that possible?"
Seeing Ye Ming completely unharmed, Yue Ling's face contorted in shock. He instinctively took two steps back, unable to accept the reality before him.
No one knew better than him that in that strike, he had used ninety percent of his strength to ensure it was foolproof.
Yet, now, the person who had endured ninety percent of his power had not sustained a single injury.
This was like a nightmare; how could he believe it?
Looking at Yue Ling, whose face had turned somewhat pale, Ye Ming raised his hand, a faint silver glow entwining around his fingertip. But after thinking for a moment, he sighed:
"Alas! It's beneath me to make a move on you!"
He, a mighty Celestial Being, making a move on someone who hadn't even reached the Object Integration realm, wouldn't that be too much?
Even though the other party had attacked first, it wasn't quite appropriate.
"You may step down! You are not the one I am looking for!"
Ye Ming waved his hand, dispersing the energy on his fingertip.
"You..."
Yue Ling recognized the disregard in his opponent's gaze.
Such a look was perhaps more humiliating to him than being killed directly.
"Bastard! I didn't use my full strength just now, and deliberately spared your life. Since you insist on seeking death, then die!"
Yue Ling's pupils turned blood red, and a murderous aura shot from his eyes. The aura around him also surged abruptly.
"Die!"
*Boom!*
The ground behind Yue Ling turned into flying stones, and his entire body, like a cannonball, shot towards Ye Ming. The airflow condensed in front of him strangely formed a vortex, further increasing its lethality.
This was Yue Ling's full power strike.
"Your Spiral Fist has indeed developed some skill!"
Leite looked at his disciple's attack and finally showed a hint of a gratified smile.
Although he didn't know if Yue Ling could kill the opponent with one blow, he didn't have to worry about his disciple's safety.
After all, with him here, could the young man possibly harm his beloved disciple?
If Leite had known Ye Ming's identity at this moment, would he still think that way?
"Alas! I really didn't want to make a move, why must you force me?"
Ye Ming was truly helpless.
But for some reason, his words felt like he was showing off.
Coincidentally, his next action seemed to confirm this.
Ye Ming merely extended a finger lightly, and at its tip, faint white light could be vaguely seen.
Apart from that, there were no other actions.
This indeed looked quite ostentatious.
"Die!"
The vortex formed by the energy in Yue Ling's fist, like a needle tip, directly pierced Ye Ming's slender finger.
The moment the needle tip touched the fingertip, the world.
Became silent!