Chapter 227: Fierce Battle!
Translator: End less Fantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Sensing that the atmosphere was not quite right, the old man took a step forward and threatened Ye Chen.
“Brat, you’ve set foot on a path of no return. Your strength isn’t worth my time.
Once I make my move, you’re dead meat.”
“Kneel down and accept your fate!”
In his opinion, Ye Chen was someone who only knew how to use dirty tricks and had no actual strength.
Ye Chen’s eyes narrowed as he released his killing intent.
“Who the hell are you to order me around? You should be the one kneeling!”
He dashed forward, and the force at which he pushed off the ground caused the floor to tremble. Ye Chen launched a vicious punch laced with his killing intent.
Caught off guard, the old man quickly retreated backward while throwing a punch of his own.
Before the two fists collided, and the old man’s lips curled into a vicious smile.
“Little bastard, 1 forgot to tell you that 1 specialized in fist techniques!”
He could already envision Ye Chen’s wrist and arm breaking…
Bang!
Violent forces collided as the fists hit each other, and the forces contained within each fist fought for supremacy. Ye Chen’s opinion of the old man was raised. This old man was stronger than Tang Ao, and his fist stung a little.
However, Ye Chen cultivated the technique of the Fiendish Fist sect’s top expert, Luo Yuntian, who specialized in unarmed close combat.
In terms of fist techniques, was there anyone alive in the current era who could match Luo Yuntian?
Ye Chen’s lips curled into a cold smile.
“Fist techniques? Old man, it’s time for you to learn your place!”
In an instant, a baleful aura gathered around Ye Chen’s fist, imbuing it with incredible power. Then, the balance was broken, as Ye Chen’s fist crushed the old man’s fist.
Kacha!
The old man’s arrogant eyes were now filled with dread and fear as the punch slammed into his body, sending him flying.
Bang!
His body slammed into the big screen in the banquet hall!
The screen shattered, sending sparks flying.
The old man quickly stood up, his eyes revealing a trace of fear. Why was this brat’s technique so strange?
He had never encountered an aura or technique like this before.
Without any hesitation, the old man took out his phone and pressed a button. However, as soon as he pressed it, a black shadow appeared in front of him, and a wind blade sliced his phone to pieces.
At the same time, a palm landed on his cheek…
Pa!
The slap knocked the old man to the ground, blood seeping out from the corner of his mouth. When he came back to his senses and realized what had just happened, he blew his top!
How humiliating!
Who would have thought that someone would dare to slap him?
He stood up immediately, and a short sword appeared in his hand. Filled with killing intent, he slashed at Ye Chen repeatedly.
“Die! Die! Die!”
At this moment, the old man seemed to have lost his mind. Despite that, every slash was imbued with the old man’s full power.
Seeing this, Ye Chen unsheathed the Dragonslayer Sword, and met those slashes with his own sword strike.
The moment the two weapons collided, the old man’s sword shattered, and the Dragonslayer Sword left a deep wound on the old man’s chest.
“Ye Chen!”
The old man roared as he quickly retreated and covered up the wound on his chest. His eyes were filled with endless fury.
He wished he could eat Ye Chen alive!
However, he could only watch helplessly as the Dragonslayer Sword descended toward him once more.
Then, just as the sword strike was about to land, a black shadow came flying through the door, blocking the strike from the old man.
Ye Chen felt the force behind his attack dissipate, and looked at the newcomer in surprise.
There were a few bloody scars on the man’s arms, which made it apparent that this person was a veteran when it came to fighting. Ye Chen sensed a wild aura from his body.
The other party was very strong!
Judging from the aura, this person was at least two minor realms stronger than he was!
Was this person one of Huaxia’s top 100 grandmasters?
When the old man saw the man, he heaved a sigh of relief and quickly said, “Grandmaster Fang, thank you for saving my life.”
The man glanced at the people lying on the ground and said to Ye Chen, “Ant, you dare to act recklessly just because of your cultivation! Today, 1, Fang Zhongxin, will teach you a lesson!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Zhongxin pounced toward Ye Chen and threw a punch. Not daring to be negligent, Ye Chen met the punch with a slash with the Dragonslayer Sword, imbued with his true qi.
Bang!
The two forces clashed, and Ye Chen was forced back six steps!
Fang Zhongxin took three steps back!
It seemed that Ye Chen was at a slight disadvantage.
A hint of surprise appeared in Fang Zhongxin’s eyes. A smile appeared on his face.
“You are the ninth person to withstand my Roaring Tiger Fist without falling to the ground..”