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Amidst the bustling crowd and the incessant calls of vendors, Ye Tian was walking through the busiest market street in Spirit Martial Town.
"Even though I've broken through two segments, I'm still a full eight segments away from Xu Ao's Fourth-Stage Warrior level! I can't afford to relax," Ye Tian thought as he withdrew his gaze from the various stalls lining the road and hurried on.
Soon, the crowd began to thin out.
Looking up, he saw the Heavenly Shadow Mountain Range quietly concealed in the evening twilight. The massive mountain range stretched endlessly, with some steep cliffs piercing through the clouds like a primeval beast baring its fangs.
"While it's still not completely dark, I should try to gather some spirit herbs in the mountains," Ye Tian thought to himself.
At that moment, Ye Tian felt a gaze fixed upon him from the Pavilion on his left.
This Pavilion was the largest restaurant in Spirit Martial Town, owned by the Cold Family. It stood seven stories high, with intricately carved beams and beautifully tiled roofs, exuding an air of elegance. It was named Broad Gathering Pavilion.
At this time, a window on the third floor of Broad Gathering Pavilion was open. Sitting by the window was a middle-aged man with a graceful demeanor and extraordinary appearance. He wore a smile and looked at Ye Tian with evident admiration in his eyes.
"What does he want?" Ye Tian muttered softly to himself before shaking his head and continuing on his way without paying further attention.
"Isn't that him? I remember he was just a wandering child; how did he suddenly become so impressive...?"
"Sigh, you really can't judge a person by their appearance..."
After taking a few steps, more voices arose. Ye Tian turned to see a couple returning from chopping wood, secretly watching him while whispering to each other.
Ye Tian ignored them but couldn't help but chuckle inwardly: "Heh, who said good deeds never leave home while bad deeds travel thousands of miles? I didn't expect my reputation to spread throughout Spirit Martial Town in just one day."
It turned out that since he entered the market today, he had overheard no less than ten people whispering behind his back, and what they were discussing was the incident of Wang Hu losing an arm at his hands.
"I heard he advanced from a Second-Dan Warrior to a Four-Stage Martial Artist in just a month. That speed is simply terrifying!"
"Unbelievable! If our foolish son had such talent, I wouldn't have to chop firewood all day!" The man sighed heavily, his words dripping with envy.
Upon hearing this, the woman became furious and mocked, "When I married you at nineteen, you were already a First-Dan Warrior. Now our child is nineteen, and you're still a First-Dan Warrior! As the saying goes, dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes give birth to phoenixes; the children of rats dig holes. Complaining about our son being foolish? Why don't you take a good look at yourself?"
"Bah!" The woman spat heavily and forcibly dragged the man away.
Ye Tian shook his head helplessly. He had always been impressed by the gossiping skills of the residents of Spirit Martial Town, but being used as an example was indeed something he wasn't accustomed to...
Not thinking too much about it, Ye Tian continued on his way. The glow of the setting sun stretched his shadow long, casting it far down the street.
Since there were almost no people left on the street, Ye Tian quickened his footsteps.
However, just as he moved, a figure suddenly darted out from the side. Ye Tian hurriedly dodged, but unexpectedly, that figure chased after him and blocked his path.
"Looking for trouble?" Ye Tian thought to himself but still stepped aside.
He was not some hot-tempered young master; he wouldn’t easily resort to violence unless pushed to a certain extent.
"Ye Tian, right?"
Just as they were about to brush past each other, a large hand pressed down on Ye Tian's shoulder.
"May I ask who you are? What do you want?" Ye Tian turned to look at the person. He saw a man in his twenties wearing a black robe with a shadowy complexion, smiling coldly at him.
"How can you not recognize me?" The man spoke with surprise, seemingly quite self-satisfied.
In fact, this person looked somewhat familiar to Ye Tian, but he was annoyed by his behavior and didn't want to engage with him.
"Hehe, it doesn't matter if you don't know me, but I certainly know you!" The man in the black robe continued speaking as Ye Tian remained silent. "You broke through two stages in just a month and even crippled Wang Hu's arm. Your talent and courage are quite similar to mine!"
"Boring." Ye Tian shrugged off the hand he had placed on his shoulder and tried to move on.
"Wait!" The man in the black robe spoke arrogantly, continuing, "I reached A First-Dan Warrior at seventeen, stepped into Martial Mastery at twenty. You should know who I am now, right?"
Reaching A First-Dan Warrior at seventeen, entering Warrior Definition at twenty, and now at twenty-two already achieving the level of Four-Stage Martial Artist—there was only one person Ye Tian had heard of in Spirit Martial Town with such talent: Wang Hu's cousin, Wang Weiyang!
Since they were enemies meeting, Ye Tian saw no need to be polite any longer. He turned around to fix his gaze on Wang Weiyang and disdainfully said with a smirk, "Why are you acting like a woman? If you want to take revenge for Wang Hu, just come at me directly. Your rambling is driving me crazy."
Wang Weiyang was taken aback that Ye Tian did not display the panic or fear he expected; instead, he was scolding himself. His smug expression quickly turned into one of embarrassment. However, after a moment, curiosity took over as he began to scrutinize Ye Tian: "Hehe, this is indeed interesting."
At that moment, a young woman in white clothing had appeared beside the middle-aged man on the third floor of Broad Gathering Pavilion. Upon hearing Ye Tian's words, the man's mouth curled into an appreciative smile as he said to the woman beside him, "Facing a strong opponent without fear shows that this young man will surely be extraordinary in the future!"
"Dad, he's the one who saved Sister's life," the White-Clad Woman added.
The middle-aged man smiled lightly and replied, "I know. His deeds have spread throughout the city overnight. Not only did he break through two stages in a month, but he also managed to uncover the weaknesses of Frenzied Tiger Fist without ever having practiced martial arts! Hehe, it seems... Spirit Martial Town is about to produce another significant figure!" He then gazed deeply at the two below.
A cold wind blew by, bringing a chill.
"Are you going to make a move or not? I'm about to leave!" At this point, Ye Tian had lost all patience because Wang Weiyang had circled around him several times without making any moves—just observing him up and down...
"Don't rush. I can tell you're stronger than the rumors suggested!" Wang Weiyang finally stopped his footsteps and said excitedly, "You must be at the late stage of Four-Stage Martial Artist and about to break through soon, right?"
Ye Tian was momentarily stunned by the words, but he quickly scoffed and coldly thought to himself, "What kind of look is that? How dare you act all mysterious here? Aren't you just embarrassing yourself?"
"From last night until now, in just a day's time, you're about to break through again? Heh, truly a genius! However..." Wang Weiyang's eyes suddenly filled with a chilling light as his fingers curled into claws and lunged toward Ye Tian.
"However, I enjoy destroying geniuses!"
Ye Tian's abilities were already far inferior to Wang Weiyang's. Now, caught off guard by the sneak attack, he was unable to dodge in time and felt five deep gashes appear on his chest.
"You despicable coward!" Ye Tian shouted angrily as he swung his fist in retaliation. Although he had no chance of winning, sitting back and waiting for death was not Ye Tian's style.
Wang Weiyang casually deflected Ye Tian's attack and then sneered, "Kid! This is Desperate Struggle, not a duel. Where's the notion of being despicable? How childish."
Upon hearing the word "duel," Ye Tian had a sudden idea. He stepped back a few paces and provocatively said, "Speaking of duels, since you also claim to be a genius, how about we compete using only the power of a Four-Stage Martial Artist? Let's see whose skills are better!"
"Oh?" Wang Weiyang seemed intrigued by this suggestion. "That sounds interesting. Anyway, I have nothing better to do. I doubt you can pull off anything impressive. Today I'll play with you a bit, and when I'm done, I'll give you a quick death!"
With that, Wang Weiyang unleashed his tiger-like claws and charged forward.
As the fight broke out, many onlookers gathered around to watch. However, upon seeing Wang Weiyang, they quickly retreated to a safe distance to observe from afar. Wang Weiyang's notorious reputation in Spirit Martial Town was well-known; his methods and abilities were anything but ordinary. Standing too close could easily lead to trouble.
At that moment, gasps filled the crowd...
"Wang Weiyang! That person is Wang Weiyang; he's infamous for being ruthless! That kid is doomed!"
"Not only is he ruthless, but he's also a damn genius! Just look at his stance; that's what we call Frenzied Tiger Fist! That kid will probably have his brains splattered with just one punch!"
"Hey? Isn't that the kid named Ye Tian? What a pity..."
"Yeah, just when he finally shows some promise, it's all going to be ruined..." The onlookers began to chatter among themselves.
Facing Wang Weiyang's frenzied assault, Ye Tianxin chuckled inwardly: "So he's only using the strength of a Four-Stage Martial Artist, and with that kind of intelligence, he dares to call me childish?"
"Everyone, watch closely!" Ye Tian grinned. As Wang Weiyang approached, he threw a punch at an angle.
Since Wang Weiyang had already reached the level of a Four-Stage Martial Artist, his mastery of the Frenzied Tiger Fist was exceptional, and as soon as he unleashed it, his momentum surged. He had heard from Wang Hu about how Ye Tian had countered the Frenzied Tiger Fist, but he still felt overconfident, thinking there was no way Ye Tian could step within half a step of him.
'Whoosh!'
The punch cut through the air with ferocity, the power of a Sixth-Stage Martial Artist carrying a thunderous sound. At the same time, Ye Tian exerted all his strength and accelerated, his fist piercing through layers of claw shadows toward Wang Weiyang's opening.
"Damn it! This kid tricked me!" It was only when he saw Ye Tian suddenly unleash the power of a Sixth-Stage Martial Artist that Wang Weiyang reacted. However, even with his abilities, it was extremely difficult to rein in the momentum of the already unleashed Frenzied Tiger Fist. He could only watch helplessly as Ye Tian's fist struck hard against his chest.
'Bang!'
A muffled sound echoed as Wang Weiyang staggered back two steps, and at the same time, a flash of a Light Barrier flickered in front of him.
"Ah!!!"
Gasps filled the arena as spectators stood in shock.
"No way... did I see that right?"
"He pushed back Wang Weiyang?!"
"In just one night, he's broken through two stages again! This speed can only be described as monstrous!"
“Vital Shield?” Ye Tian looked at the Light Barrier that had just blocked his punch, feeling a bit disappointed. This strike had failed to inflict any damage, and he feared there might not be another opportunity.
“Heh heh, deceitful tactics; you truly are a promising fighter!” The middle-aged man above the Pavilion spoke again, his words laced with even more praise.
At this moment, Wang Weiyang's face was a mix of red and green, clearly embarrassed after having just 'educated' Ye Tian, only to be outsmarted by him. Surprise also flickered in his eyes.
He glanced around at the audience, noticing that some were snickering while others looked shocked. Any expression directed at Wang Weiyang felt like an insult.
“Cousin!” At the exact moment of Wang Weiyang's embarrassment, Wang Hu’s voice rang out. He rushed up to Wang Weiyang, panting heavily. “Cousin, I just woke up and heard you came to avenge me. Why didn’t you call for me? I want to vent my anger too! Huh? Why does your face look so bad?”
‘Slap!’
With a crisp sound, Wang Hu was knocked sideways by a slap from Wang Weiyang...
“Get lost! How dare you still talk?!” Wang Weiyang glared at Ye Tian, who was looking at him mockingly, feeling utterly humiliated.
“In that case, I won’t hold back anymore. Let’s send you on your way!” A cold voice echoed as murderous intent filled Wang Weiyang’s eyes.
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