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Among the five individuals, there were both men and women, all around eighteen or nineteen years old, dressed in luxurious attire that clearly indicated their noble status. All of them were Earth Spirit Realm Martial Artists, with the lowest realm among the women who had just broken through to the Earth Spirit Realm and had yet to stabilize her realm. The tall man among them had the highest realm, at Fourfold Peak, and it was evident that he was on the verge of breaking through to Fivefold.
Two of the men were engaged in a fierce battle, their shouts echoing as shadows intertwined. Fist shadows collided, causing the air to explode with a tremendous force that swept across a radius of ten meters, sending grass and trees flying in all directions.
A remaining man and woman were dealing with a Jin Yi Man, whose clothes billowed as he wielded a long sword that sliced through the air. The clash of blades created a sound akin to metal striking stone, deafening in its intensity.
Boom!
The tall man’s gaze flickered as he feigned an attack. His opponent defended against it, but the tall man quickly turned his fist and struck out with a punch that surged like a galloping horse, viciously smashing into his opponent's chest. The impact sent him flying three meters away, crashing to the ground. As he attempted to rise, his face suddenly turned pale, and he spat out blood.
“What? Second Brother.” The Sword-Wielding Youth noticed the Handsome Young Man's pale complexion and felt a surge of worry. He unleashed a wave of sword energy that broke through his opponent's punch, darted forward, and helped the injured young man up. “Second Brother, are you alright?”
The five seemed to know each other well; the man and woman exchanged glances. The woman snorted softly, sheathed her sword, and walked over to the injured young man with deep concern etched on her face.
The woman wore a blue outfit, was around eighteen or nineteen years old, slender with large eyes. A hairpin held her dark hair up neatly. Her delicate features resembled a lotus flower in a pond—exquisitely beautiful.
“Zhang Xuan, don’t worry; I merely taught your brother a little lesson,” the tall young man laughed heartily.
Wang Yi looked up and saw that this person wore an extremely luxurious purple robe, adorned with a purple jade pendant at his waist. He was tall with thick eyebrows and bright eyes that glimmered intensely.
“Su Hai, you brothers shouldn’t go too far. This Sun Blood Grass was picked by us first; you have no right to take it,” the young man named Zhang Xuan said angrily as he glared at Su Hai.
“Hmph! What courage does a defeated general have to speak? Now that Zhang Tai has been injured by my brother, what do you two siblings think you can do? Hand over the Sun Blood Grass quickly,” said a slightly shorter young man beside the Tall Youth. His gaze shifted toward the blue-clad girl with a hint of eagerness as he grinned maliciously. “My father has already proposed marriage to Uncle Zhang; I will be Sister Wanyou’s husband in the future. We will be family then, so it is only natural for me to take this Sun Blood Grass!”
Upon hearing this, the blue-clad girl trembled slightly and pointed at him in anger and embarrassment. “You dare! Su Ming, I will never marry you.”
Su Ming also wore an extremely luxurious outfit but appeared somewhat pale; his eyes were slightly sunken, indicating he was someone who indulged excessively in pleasures.
“Second Brother, be quiet; I have my own plans,” Su Hao said lightly.
“Yes, big brother is right,” Su Ming replied with forced laughter while anger flickered in his eyes but nodded obediently nonetheless.
“Zhang Xuan, those who know the times are the heroes. The treasures should belong to those capable of obtaining them. Hand over the Sun Blood Grass.” Su Hai looked at Zhang Xuan arrogantly and said, “You have just broken through to the third level, while I am about to break through to the fifth level. What do you have to fight against me?” He felt a sense of urgency; as long as he consumed this Sun Blood Grass, he would definitely break through to the fifth level.
“Brother, this Sun Blood Grass can help you break through to the fourth level. You must not give it to them.” Zhang Tai wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said anxiously.
“Yeah, brother, the Sun Blood Grass was originally obtained by us first. Why should we give it to them?” Zhang Wanyou added.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xuan's expression flickered uncertainly, and multiple thoughts flashed through his mind. His second brother was right; with this Sun Blood Grass, he could break through to the fourth level and secure a place in the upcoming three-clan competition in half a month. However, if he did not hand it over, the Su Hai Brothers would surely resort to heavy-handed tactics. At that time...
Thinking of this, Zhang Xuan gritted his teeth, a hint of difficulty crossing his face, and pulled out a three-inch-long spiritual herb from his Storage Ring.
The air suddenly filled with a refreshing Spiritual Energy. This spiritual herb had delicate roots and stems, only as thick as a thumb, crystal clear with visible veins, resembling a human's Bloodline, with branches and leaves blood-red like blood.
“Quick, throw it over here.” Seeing the Sun Blood Grass, Su Ming exclaimed with delight.
“Brother, no!” Zhang Tai shouted urgently.
“Brother…” Zhang Wanyou called out anxiously. The three siblings had worked hard to hunt down the guardian beast, and now it was being taken away like this; they were truly furious.
“Here.” Zhang Xuan lowered his head and dejectedly threw out the Sun Blood Grass. It was hard to swallow this humiliation, but there was no other way; the strength of the Su Hai Brothers was too overwhelming for him to contend with.
Su Ming was overjoyed and cheered loudly. Just as he was about to catch the Sun Blood Grass, a figure suddenly flashed by, and in that instant, the Sun Blood Grass vanished without a trace.
At some point, a handsome young man had appeared on the scene. Who else could it be but Wang Yi?
Looking at the Sun Blood Grass in his hand, Wang Yi completely disregarded the five people around him and smiled, “Since none of you want it, I will reluctantly accept this Sun Blood Grass.” Upon seeing the Sun Blood Grass, Wang Yi was taken aback; this was a third-grade spiritual herb containing an extremely rich amount of Spiritual Energy. A martial artist at the Earth Spirit Realm who consumed it could enhance their realm by one level. Such miraculous effects made it an incredibly rare treasure.
The five members of Su Hai were momentarily stunned; things had taken an unexpected turn as they did not anticipate someone else intervening.
“Who are you?” Su Hai was the first to regain his composure. Noticing that besides Wang Yi, there was no one else around and seeing that Wang Yi was only at the second level of Earth Spirit Realm—two levels lower than himself—he asked without courtesy.
"Kid, are you looking for death? You dare to steal from me? You've really got some guts!" Su Ming said sharply while holding the Cold Blade. "Hand over the Sun Blood Grass obediently and then kill yourself in front of me, otherwise, I will tear you apart and feed you to the beasts."
"The treasures belong to those who are capable of obtaining them. If that's the case, why shouldn't I have it?" Wang Yi replied calmly.
Su Hai's expression darkened immediately; he didn't expect this kid, who had suddenly appeared, to dare use his own words against him.
"Looking for death!"
A fierce look appeared on Su Ming's pale face. With a sudden movement of his feet, he shot towards Wang Yi like an arrow. He raised his palm, and his momentum surged like a tide. His clothes billowed as the surrounding air shattered. His iron fist, infused with powerful Earth Qi, slammed towards Wang Yi's head.
Wang Yi stood his ground like a towering pine tree, neither dodging nor avoiding. He looked at Su Ming and thought, "I have consumed the Transcendence Fruit; my muscles are as dense as steel, and my strength has increased exponentially, exceeding twenty thousand pounds. Since Su Ming is at a similar level as me, I will use seventy percent of my power to see if this Transcendence Fruit truly has extraordinary effects as rumored."
With that thought, Wang Yi's Vital Energy surged within him like a mighty river, gathering in his arm. He clenched his right fist, making crackling sounds as if the air was being crushed.
With one punch thrown, it was as if mountains and rivers were collapsing!
"What? He actually dares to fight strength with strength?" Zhang Tai exclaimed. He had personally sparred with Su Ming before; an ordinary second-level martial artist was no match for him. This person was bound to lose.
"This kid is simply overestimating himself. Although my younger brother is also at the second level of the Earth Spirit Realm, he has cultivated our Su Family's Mighty Body Refinement Technique, giving him strength far beyond that of other martial artists at the same level," Su Hai said with a smile. In his view, Wang Yi fighting Su Ming would only lead to his demise.
"Arrogant! Kid, you're digging your own grave; don't blame me for that," Su Ming thought with a sneer in his heart, as if he could already see this kid kneeling before him begging for mercy.
Boom!
The surrounding air compressed rapidly under the fierce Vital Energy and exploded. When their fists collided, it sounded like a tiger's axe striking metal—deafening and resonant—as shockwaves rippled outward. Su Ming chuckled but suddenly felt an overwhelming force surge into his fist. With cracking sounds accompanying the breaking of bones, a piercing scream escaped his lips as blood spurted out. In that moment, he felt like a kite with its string cut, flying backward uncontrollably.
"Brother!" Su Hai's face changed dramatically. A fierce look flashed across his face as he pushed off the ground and opened his arms to catch Su Ming. He quickly took out a green pill from his pocket and made him swallow it.
"What? Who is this person? How could he defeat Su Ming with just one punch?" Zhang Wanyou gasped in shock, covering her mouth with wide eyes.
Zhang Xuan was astonished and thought, "This person has such strength; I am not his match. He is not from a major family, nor is he a sect disciple. Therefore, I can only befriend him and cannot make him my enemy!"
Su Ming, struck hard, turned pale as paper, his lips turning purple. He stared fixedly at Wang Yi, gripping his right hand with his left, blood dripping everywhere. The joints of his five fingers were completely shattered, hanging down like soft snakes, the white bones visible and horrifying.
"Big Brother, my hand is broken! You must avenge me! Kill him! Kill him! Disable his limbs! I want to torture him a thousand times to vent my hatred!" Su Ming screamed in desperation.
"Su Hai, your younger brother's fingers are broken. I think you should take him back quickly for treatment; if you delay, he might be crippled," Zhang Xuan said calmly.
Upon hearing this, Su Hai looked at the agonized Su Ming, a glimmer of killing intent flashing in his eyes as he fixed his gaze on Wang Yi, as if trying to memorize his face.
"Big Brother, kill him! If we let him escape this time, there will be no second chance!" Sweat dripped down Su Ming's forehead as his desire for slaughter intensified.
Wang Yi looked at Su Ming without fear and said coldly, "Do you think you can still leave?" These two must be from a family; if he let them go now, he would surely face pursuit. As the saying goes, if you don't eliminate the roots of the weeds, they will grow back with the spring breeze!
Moreover, Wang Yi had a rough estimate of his own strength: below the second level of Earth Spirit Realm, I! Wang Yi! am invincible!
Su Hai's face was grim as he slowly walked toward Wang Yi and said coldly, "Then let's see if you have that capability."
Before he finished speaking, Su Hai stepped forward. The hard and solid ground seemed to be trampled by a fierce beast; with a sound, it shattered like a spider web, sending dust flying. With each step he took, the momentum of his body increased. Wang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling as if what was approaching him was not a person but an infinitely rising mountain.
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