Chapter Forty-Six: Re-Abandoned Ye Han

  The soft sword was straight and emitted a cold light that seemed to pierce the throat, Ye Chen's face remained calm and still as he raised his hand with one finger bent and flicked it.

  Ding!

  A burst of great force shot out from the fingertips, striking the side of the sword one inch away from the tip, directly shaking the soft sword off course. A flash of cold-blooded killing intent flickered in Ye Han's eyes, and with a slight tremble of his hand, the hard sword body suddenly transformed into a flexible whip-like softness, bending and curving several times in mid-air before returning to its target - Ye Chen's throat, closing in on it within an inch.

  Ye Chen's mouth slightly curled up, a cold smile appeared on his face. As the sword tip approached his throat, his entire body suddenly arched back, and at the same time, his right hand shot out like lightning, its speed so fast that Ye Han couldn't avoid it, and he immediately grasped Ye Han's wrist holding the sword.

  Ye Han was shocked in his heart, and with a loud slap, he slapped Ye Chen's chest with his left palm from top to bottom.

  "You reap what you sow!"

  Ye Chen's icy voice devoid of any emotion sounded in Ye Han's ear, at the same time he was frozen in place, and his hand that had been about to slap Ye Chen's chest also fell limply. Because Ye Chen's other hand had somehow already grasped his throat.

  Looking at the unwillingness and fear in Ye Han's eyes, Ye Chen smiled and said: "Don't worry, I won't kill you. However, with your kind of heart, if you had real power, you would definitely harm people. So today, for the sake of the happiness of those who will be ruined by you in the future, I have no choice but to destroy your cultivation."

  Ye Chen said, holding Ye Han up with one hand, his throat pinched shut. Ye Han struggled to say something but couldn't make a single sound. Of course, although he couldn't speak out loud, everyone understood that the unspoken words were Ye Han's intention to admit defeat and save himself. But would Ye Chen give him the chance?

  Below the stage, everyone was shocked again. Those disciples who were close to Ye Yan had a look of shock and excitement in their eyes, as if they were the ones holding Ye Han's neck at this moment. The disciples on Ye Sheng's side were all gritting their teeth. However, the shocking and fearful scene hidden deep in their eyes still revealed their fear of Ye Chen. A former waste, a body that was once looked down upon, had become so powerful today, becoming an existence they couldn't afford to provoke.

  "Ye Chen, stop it! Han'er has already lost. Let him go quickly!" Ye Huan suddenly stood up from his chair and said in a low voice, his eyes filled with anxiety and worry, fearing that Ye Chen would cripple his own son.

  "Let go? Why let go?" Ye Chen's face wore a harmless smile, looking a bit shy and silly, rubbing his nose tip, said: "I still know the rules of the competition, only when the opponent admits defeat can we stop, did Ye Han admit defeat? Who heard it?"

  As soon as Ye Chen finished speaking, someone in the audience echoed his words.

  "No, he hasn't given up, we haven't heard anything yet, the fight isn't over!"

  "Right, we didn't hear that. Look at Ye Han's eyes right now, they're clearly filled with anger and unwillingness to give up. With this kind of expression, how could he possibly admit defeat? What a joke."

  Those who remembered the hatred of Ye Han, the illegitimate younger brothers, you spoke one word and I spoke one word, it was clear that they wanted to throw Ye Han into a deep abyss, letting him never turn over again. Because of Ye Qing's previous lesson, they all understood Ye Chen's means, ruthless and merciless, even daring to abolish the legitimate son of the family master, let alone an illegitimate younger brother who had used hidden weapons to ambush him and wanted to put him to death.

  "Shut up!"

  Ye Huan's face turned pitch black, like a lump of coal, and his anger burst out uncontrollably. He spun around and bellowed at the group of disciples who had made the noise, his furious gaze sweeping over them, rendering them instantly silent.

  No matter what, Ye Huan is a senior and his strength is unquestionable, an eight-stage peak strongman.

  "Ye Chen, let go of Han Er. The family competition was meant to motivate the younger generation, it should have ended with just a point made. Now that Han Er is in your hands and has lost his ability to resist, you can let him go." Ye Huan turned around, trying to keep his voice as calm as possible, not daring to provoke Ye Chen, fearing he would take drastic action.

  "Ye Chen, let Ye Han go quickly! Do you still not put us elders in your eyes?" Ye Xun said in a deep voice. The commanding tone carried an unyielding meaning.

  Ye Xun, as the master of the Ye family, certainly has authority, but he misused it on the wrong person, wanting to command Ye Chen with his status and power as a family head. It's simply laughable because Ye Chen is from Earth, a world where everyone is equal, and in his eyes, the positions of family heads, kings, and others are no different from that of beggars.

  The commanding tone of Ye Xun made Ye Chen extremely disgusted, he had never accepted anyone's orders. He didn't make a sound, and with a swift motion, he raised his hand to strike Ye Han's chest, secretly gathering his strength for a fierce blow.

  At that moment, a shrill and mournful cry echoed throughout the scene, even more chilling than Ye Qing's voice. It was a cry of extreme pain and despair. People saw that Ye Han's seven orifices had begun to ooze out blood, his eyes bulging red, his face twisted and hideous, with a face full of bright red bloodstains, making people feel horrified.

  Ye Han's body was lifted into the air by Ye Chen, his entire body convulsing continuously, and soon he fainted.

  "Monster! You...you actually dared to do such a thing, harming your own kin and family. Such actions are detestable to both gods and humans, heaven and earth will not tolerate it! Today you must die!" Ye Huan went mad, his only son, his only pride was shattered in Ye Chen's hands, at this moment he was overwhelmed by deep hatred and resentment, he jumped up and was about to rush onto the stage.

  Some disciples despised him, saying that he was so righteous and self-assured. Previously, it was clearly Ye Han who first used the poisonous hidden weapon and wanted to kill Ye Chen with his sword. Unfortunately, his skills were not as good as others, and he ended up being defeated, which could only be said to be well-deserved.

  "Here you go, catch!"

  With a cold smile, Ye Chen directly threw Ye Han's body out, smashing it into Ye Huan.

  Ye Chen threw it down, and Ye Han's body was like a cannonball, carrying a huge force to sweep across tens of meters and heavily smash into Ye Huan who had just risen up and was about to rush onto the competition stage.

  Bang...

  Ye Huan let out a muffled hum, stretching out his hand to catch Ye Han, but the massive impact force sent his body crashing directly to the ground. He took a step back, his foot sinking deeply into the earth, and his entire body felt numb. This shocked him, and his originally furious heart suddenly calmed down.

  With a single throw, he unexpectedly possessed such immense power that it shook the Eight-Stage Peak to its core, leaving him numb all over. It was imaginable how terrifying Ye Chen's strength was, at the very least, it was on par with his own.

  Ye Huan gradually calmed down, although the anger and hatred in his heart did not diminish in the slightest. However, he didn't rush onto the competition stage to attack Ye Chen because he faintly felt that even if he took action, it wasn't certain that he could suppress Ye Chen steadily. Moreover, wanting to kill him was fundamentally impossible; at least Ye Xiao Tian wouldn't ignore it.

  In the end, he had no choice but to pick up Ye Han, whose meridians were severed and had fainted, and leave the arena.

  Watching Ye Huan leave, the entire scene was silent and soundless. That figure was so desolate, but who could be blamed? It was all because of Ye Han's own doing.

  Ye Huan's figure had completely disappeared from the training grounds, and an eerie silence had fallen over the scene. The reason was that Ye Chen on the competition stage was staring coldly at Ye Sheng in the crowd with his eyes.

  Ye Sheng's expression was somewhat stiff, clearly shocked by Ye Chen's ruthless and unscrupulous methods of defeating Ye Qing and Ye Han. Seeing Ye Chen's cold gaze, the stiffness on Ye Sheng's face gradually turned icy, his eyes like knives clashing with Ye Chen's, sparks flying between them.

  Everyone in the Ye family was quiet, as the next match would be the strongest showdown of this generation. In so many years, it could be said to be one of the most exciting ones. What would be the outcome of Ye Sheng's match against Ye Chen in the eighth stage?

  Ye Sheng stepped out, and the crowd naturally parted, clearing a path for him. He walked step by step towards the competition stage, and the hearts of the Ye family disciples seemed to beat in sync with his footsteps, because every step forward brought the thrilling duel between the two closer by one second.

  Ye Sheng had a confident expression, having seen Ye Chen make two moves. He knew Ye Chen was very strong, but in his heart, he thought that no matter how strong Ye Chen was, could he be stronger than him? With his current cultivation at the mid-8th stage, he could fight against peak 8th-stage characters, so in his eyes, Ye Chen was destined to lose. Not only would he lose, but it would also be a defeat from which he could never recover. How could Ye Sheng allow such a dangerous and powerful opponent to grow stronger?

  Watching Ye Sheng step onto the competition stage, one step at a time, with an air of confidence and composure that was almost intimidating, Ye Chen felt an urge to laugh. He suddenly thought that Ye Sheng was really pitiful, truly pitiful, because he had always been living in his own world, thinking he was the village chief of the global village, just as Ye Yan had said, but in reality, he was just a frog squatting at the bottom of a well, gazing up at the sky.

  "Ye Chen, you're not bad, but you'll never be my opponent. Now, I'll give you a chance, disable your meridians and I might spare your life." Ye Sheng straightened his body, with a hint of superiority, slightly lowered his head to look down at Ye Chen, and said calmly.

  Wow! The scene suddenly exploded. All sorts of voices rang out.

  "Ye Shengtai is getting too arrogant and domineering, he will definitely end up like Ye Qing and Ye Han."

  "Haha, those who dared to challenge Ye Chen on stage all ended up as lifeless dogs without a backbone, unable to even crawl. Ye Sheng... might also end up the same way."

  "Disfigured body, did you hear that? You've crippled your own meridians. Master Ye Sheng's benevolent heart spares your life."

  "Hmph! You think you can get some unexpected gains somewhere, and with a bit of real power, you can challenge the true number one genius of our family? Ye Sheng's single finger can crush you to death. Just like crushing an ant!"

  "You really think you're a big shot now? Back then, weren't you still being trampled under our feet and humiliated in every way possible? Hahaha!!"

  Ye Yan's expression didn't change, but in his heart, he was coldly smiling. These disciples would definitely regret it later because he suddenly discovered that Ye Chen was a person who would surely repay kindness and revenge, being ruthless and decisive. This was the true nature of Ye Yan's son, and Ye Chen was undoubtedly such a person.