The Rogue of Otherworldly Skies
"What thing are you, daring to block my way?" The yellow-haired man looked down on Yuan Ye and scolded loudly.
Yuan Ye's eyebrows twitched, "You're the one who wants to find someone. Although I'm not happy with the Yuan family, I also don't allow just any Tom, Dick or Harry from India to come and bully me."
"So it was you that bastard! Good, good, very good. Saves me the trouble of looking all over for you!" The yellow-haired man's face suddenly turned ferocious, and he was about to charge forward.
"Hold on," a middle-aged man in gray clothes suddenly blocked the yellow-haired man's path, "Young Master Yuan Ye doesn't even know a bit of martial arts. Kid, you kill an unarmed person, and I'm ashamed for you."
A middle-aged man said, turning around and bowing: "Lord Yuan, this little brat is really too arrogant. If I don't teach him a lesson, how can I, Xin Lincheng, show my face in the future? Even Zhong Hao feels humiliated. If you're afraid of trouble, let me handle it."
"Zhong Hao, you..." Yuan Jingzhi opened her mouth, but didn't say anything. Today's events had already left Yuan Jingzhi somewhat at a loss.
The man named Zhong Hao bowed his hands towards Yuan Ye and said, "Young Master Yuan dares to show himself, which is indeed a brave thing to do. However, this person will be handed over to me."
Zhong Hao turned around and proudly faced Huang Mao.
"Good!"
"Good! Beat this kid to death!"
The onlookers below all started booing, it was clear that the people of Xinlin City felt insulted.
Zhong Hao, a civilian in Xinlin City, is the first-rate master. Civilians do not have the cultivation conditions of nobles, but in this world, there are also many civilians who become masters through their own efforts and some opportunities. Zhong Hao is one of them, with sixth-level Wu Hou strength before the age of 40. Compared to Yuan Zhen's fifth-level Wu Shuai realm, he doesn't know how much stronger he is. As for Yuan Ye, everyone in Xinlin City knows that he can't do anything and is a waste. If Huang Mao were to fight Yuan Ye, people around would immediately think of the outcome.
"Alright, this trash is only at the fifth level of Wu Shuai's peak, not worthy of my move." Yuan Ye waved his hand and didn't bother arguing with him.
"Trash, someone is shielding you, and you dare to say such cold words? Don't worry, I'll kill him first then slaughter you." Huang Mao sneered at Yuan Ye, suddenly charging towards Zhong Hao.
The two great warriors clashed together in an instant. Xīn Líng City was actually just a small city, and there were no earth-shattering masters within the city. Even the legendary figure, Lie Yan Dou Shi Kou Yi, was only a native of Xīn Líng City, and his achievements were all earned through fighting outside. Within this small city, Zhōng Hào, a sixth-level Wǔ Hóu, could already be ranked among the top five, and among civilians, he was the number one master. However, Zhōng Hào's kung fu was too ordinary, whereas Huáng Máo, as a noble, had kung fu that was clearly much better than Zhōng Hào's.
On the dueling stage, Sixth-Rank Martial Marquis Zhong Hao ceaselessly used brute force and stronger fighting spirit to attack Huang Mao, forcing him back repeatedly. Although Huang Mao was one rank lower than Zhong Hao, he managed to hold his own with exquisite footwork and dodging, neither gaining the upper hand nor falling behind. For a time, the two were evenly matched, exchanging blows in a dazzling display.
"This guy is quite something, he's actually evenly matched with Mr. Zhong Hao." On the battlefield, many people started discussing, Zhong Hao, as a civilian first-rate master, had a high reputation among the commoners, but suddenly a young man was able to fight him evenly, and the people below also began to be shocked.
"I'm afraid even I, Xin Lin City's number one master, would be unable to defeat him for the time being. After all, it took Master Xin a whole half day to defeat Zhong Hao back then. This person may be arrogant, but he has the qualifications to be arrogant, no wonder he is a figure from the provincial capital. The masters within the provincial capital are not something that our small city can compare to."
The people around nodded one after another. On the other side, Yuan Jingzhi walked to Yuan Zhen's front and sighed: "This person is naturally Mr. Chenghui's son, must have received Mr. Cheng's careful guidance. Old three you lost to him don't be discouraged, even Zhong Hao gradually isn't his opponent."
Yuan Jing seemed to glance at Yuan Ye unintentionally, and didn't say anything.
A son who does nothing but drink and has been driven out of the house, indeed there is nothing good to say about him. Never had a good feeling about him.
Yuan Ye also ignored Yuan Jing, and seriously watched the arena.
"Haha, I heard you're also participating in the Bai Jie War, it's simply a joke. Let me tell you, with my strength, I wouldn't even be able to rank in the top 200 of the Bai Jie, and yet you dare to participate? You don't know how high the sky is or how thick the earth is." On the battlefield, Huang Mao was already on the verge of collapse, his internal organs having been beaten by Zhong Hao until they were churning with turmoil, but he suddenly burst out laughing.
"Dare to be distracted, asking for death!" Zhong Hao's eyes turned cold, and he fiercely punched out.
"Boom!"
Zhong Hao's terrible fist suddenly smashed into Huang Mao's chest, and Huang Mao was directly blown away.
"Good!"
"Good!"
The onlookers below all cheered up. But Zhong Hao's face turned pale, and his hands were covered with a thin layer of blood, which was black in color. At the same time, Zhong Hao's fists trembled, and a numbness spread rapidly throughout his body.
"Hmph, die!" Suddenly, Huang Mao's body flashed, and one foot kicked towards Zhong Hao's head.
"Not good! Why isn't Mr. Zhong Hao dodging!" Someone below had already cried out in alarm, seeing that faced with this lethal blow, Zhong Hao remained unmoving.
"Hong!" A loud hum rose, and Huang Mao's whole body retreated. At the same time, Yuan Ye's agile body proudly appeared on the corner of the arena.
"You can't win, so you resort to such despicable means, and still think you can get away with murder?" Yuan Ye looked at the blonde man, his face cold with laughter.
With one kick, Huang Mao was sent flying, but Yuan Ye himself didn't move an inch. The difference in their abilities was immediately apparent. As soon as Yuan Ye made his move, the entire audience erupted into chaos.
Everyone knows that Yuan Ye has always been a useless and dissolute young master. For over a decade, it had been this way, but now the strength Yuan Ye is displaying has left everyone around him stunned.
"You dare to block me, you dog thing!" Huang Mao was furious and desperate. If his despicable trick were to be exposed, he would be finished, and even his own father would beat him to death when he got home. So now, before the truth came out, Huang Mao had to kill Yuan Ye and Zhong Hao, the two people who knew about it.
Suddenly, the sword energy on Huang Mao's body shot out in all directions, and the shooting sword energy even killed several spectators around him.
"Hum!" The arena was suddenly destroyed by the sword energy, at this moment Huang Mao used all his strength, vowing to kill Yuan Ye with one blow, this momentum and power far exceeded before.
"Back off! Back off!" Many people retreated in terror.
"You damned thing, taste my father's ultimate move!" Huang Mao's eyes stared dead at Yuan Ye, as if he was very confident in this strike.
"Hmph, sword energy everywhere, you've wasted all your power like this. What are you going to use to kill me, SB?" Yuan Ye rolled his eyes and raised his middle finger.
"Seeking death, pointing at the stars - Breaking through the void!"
Suddenly, Huang Mao's body transformed into a sword and charged towards Yuan Wei at an extremely fast speed.
"Who dies, drinks!"
Yuan Ye let out a loud roar, and six legs died instantly!
"Puff puff puff..."
Among the dispersing sword energy, everyone only heard three consecutive loud noises.
"Boom!" Huang Mao's entire body was kicked from the northernmost part of the arena to the southernmost part.
"Ahh!! My hand, my foot!" Huang Mao's miserable howl echoed throughout the entire arena, his left hand and both legs completely kicked to the point of broken bones and flesh turned to mush.
"Hmph, at the same level, humans' defensive power is far inferior to that of magical beasts. My Death Six Legs can only deal with low-level magical beasts, but if it were a human, even if I kicked the Emperor's head, they would still die. It's just that the Emperor's speed is too fast, and I couldn't kick him." Yuan Ye said as he slowly walked towards Huang Mao, who was paralyzed on the ground. Several gashes appeared on his body, with fresh blood flowing out, but these wounds inflicted by the Dou Qi were nothing to Yuan Ye.
