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"Roar!"
Suddenly, a tiger's roar echoed as Wang Weiyang's fist shot out. One could see the energy swirling around his arm, transforming into a tiger shape that charged forward.
As a Martial Master, he had already learned to condense Heaven and Earth Origin Power into Martial Origin Power for his own use, allowing him to manipulate its form according to the martial arts he practiced, maximizing the power of his techniques.
In the entire Spirit Martial Town, there were no more than ten individuals who could reach this level of Martial Mastery; he was undoubtedly among the elite!
At this moment, pedestrians on the street, diners in restaurants, and farmers carrying water and firewood all paused their activities to look over. Gradually, a large circle formed around Wang Weiyang, Wang Hu, and Ye Tian.
After all, a Martial Master’s display was a rare sight for ordinary people. Moreover, one was the long-established genius Wang Weiyang, while the other was the rising star Ye Tian, known for creating constant surprises. Although their strengths were currently disparate, the audience held their breath in anticipation, hoping Ye Tian could once again pull off an unexpected feat.
"Die!"
The tiger formed from Wang Weiyang's Martial Origin Power opened its blood-red maw and roared toward Ye Tian, aiming to crush him into dust.
Before the tiger shadow reached him, Ye Tian felt an overwhelming sense of pressure wash over him; the fierce wind whipped against his face painfully.
"Roar!"
The tiger shadow rapidly enlarged in his vision and in the blink of an eye was upon him. Its speed was so great that evasion seemed impossible. Some onlookers instinctively covered their eyes with their hands; they did not want to witness a gruesome scene of brain matter splattering.
"Watch out!"
With a loud shout, Ye Tian summoned all his strength to activate Jujutsu. He leaned forward against the oncoming force and twisted his waist in an exaggerated manner just enough to narrowly evade Wang Weiyang's deadly strike.
"Wow!"
A series of gasps erupted from the crowd, clearly indicating a sense of awe. Behind Wang Weiyang, Wang Hu also stood with his mouth agape and eyes wide, thinking about the sixteen-stage gap between a Sixth-Stage Martial Artist and a Four-Stage Martial Artist. If he faced this strike, he would probably lose the ability to react, let alone survive under such a punch.
At that moment, a middle-aged man from the Pavilion had a gleam in his eyes as he stared at Ye Tian, becoming somewhat frenzied with excitement.
Although Ye Tian had dodged Wang Weiyang's lethal strike, he could not completely evade the Martial Origin Power that surged from it. His chest and abdomen felt like they were ablaze with pain where the power had grazed him.
"Wang Weiyang, take this!" Ye Tian shouted to keep his mind clear, while his fist moved instinctively forward as he twisted his body in an incredible manner to counterattack.
Wang Weiyang was equally shocked, but it was only temporary. After all, even though Ye Tian had evaded his previous attack with an unusual movement technique, it was merely a surprise.
"You wild brat are seeking death!" Wang Weiyang spat viciously. "Let's see how you dodge this time!"
"Whoosh!"
Facing Ye Tian's incoming fist, Wang Weiyang looked disdainful and transformed his punch into a palm strike. The tiger shadow on his palm vanished in an instant.
The air seemed to stagnate for a moment before an overwhelming force of origin energy surged violently from his Dantian, flowing down his arm and rapidly coiling into a black dragon of origin energy that spiraled around Wang Weiyang's palm and struck towards Ye Tian!
The audience erupted in excitement; this was the true beginning of Wang Weiyang's power. The reason Ye Tian had barely managed to dodge earlier was clearly because Wang Weiyang hadn't used even two-tenths of his ability. Now, this was the real might of a Martial Master.
"Hmph." A barely perceptible cold smile appeared at the corner of Ye Tian's mouth. The reason he counterattacked was to provoke Wang Weiyang; however, his true target was...
"Boom!"
Under everyone's gaze, the black dragon collided with Ye Tian's small fist, creating a massive explosion of black light that enveloped the surroundings, but within it flickered a faint golden light that quickly vanished. Following that, Ye Tian's body flew backward like a broken rag doll.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye. The onlookers were astonished and regretful, their expressions varied. Wang Weiyang wore a cold smile of satisfaction, while the man on the third floor of the Broad Gathering Pavilion had vanished without a trace.
"Ah!!!"
A mournful scream echoed through the endless black light.
"Wang Weiyang is just too strong..."
"What a pity..."
"Either dead or crippled, such a promising genius has been ruined like this."
"Wang Weiyang, you are being too ruthless. Is it really necessary to use such methods against a Sixth-Stage Martial Artist?" A figure slowly emerged from the Black Light Screen, tall and with eyes like bright stars; it was the middle-aged man from earlier.
"Oh? Cold Boyuan?" Upon seeing this person, Wang Weiyang's expression turned cautious. "Is this any of your business?"
"He saved my daughter's life. Do you think it's none of my business? Besides, you, a Four-Stage Martial Artist, actually used Yellow Rank Seven-Grade Martial Arts, Black Wind Refining Dragon Hand, against a Sixth-Stage Martial Artist. Isn't that embarrassing?" The man known as Cold Boyuan paused, his face turning cold as he continued, "Moreover, he only disabled Wang Hu's arm, and it was likely Wang Hu who oppressed him first. You have harmed his life; aren't you afraid of bringing disaster upon yourself with such cruelty?"
"Disaster?" Wang Weiyang scoffed and waved his hand. The Black Light Screen transformed into a black dragon that swirled around his arm, thrashing violently.
Just as Wang Weiyang was about to speak, the crowd suddenly erupted in exclamations.
"He’s not dead! He’s not dead!"
"That kid is getting up!"
Not only the onlookers but even Cold Boyuan and Wang Weiyang were shocked as they turned to look at the staggering figure struggling to stand, their eyes filled with disbelief.
However, what shocked them even more was yet to come...
As the dark light dissipated, Ye Tian struggled to stand up. A cold smile appeared on his face, and the dagger in his hand dripped with fresh red blood. Beneath him lay a body in a pool of blood, with blood still gushing from the gash on its throat...
"This... how is this possible!" Wang Weiyang's face turned pale instantly, for the person on the ground was none other than his cousin, Wang Hu!
"Cough cough..." After a few violent coughs, Ye Tian spat out a mouthful of blood. His internal energy surged painfully within him, and he was gravely injured, suffering from severe internal wounds. Clearly, the injuries he sustained were also life-threatening. If it weren't for Cold Boyuan's timely intervention, he would not have survived until now.
"Cold Boyuan! Did you have a hand in this?!" Wang Weiyang's astonishment faded into anger as he glared at the middle-aged man.
Cold Boyuan snapped out of his shock upon hearing this. He had indeed intervened to save Ye Tian, but it had been a moment too late. At most, he had dissipated six layers of Wang Weiyang's energy. Logically speaking, as a Four-Stage Martial Artist, even if Wang Weiyang had only used four layers of energy, he could have easily killed Ye Tian...
"Leveraging power!" The two exclaimed in unison after pondering for a moment.
It turned out that Ye Tian had initially aimed for Wang Hu. However, if he had recklessly attacked Wang Hu, there was no way Wang Weiyang would have allowed him to succeed. Therefore, Ye Tian maintained a forward charge while turning back to clash with Wang Weiyang, intending to use his own Jujutsu to leverage the latter's strength.
After their clash, Ye Tian utilized his formidable physical flexibility to twist his upper body mid-air, dissipating some force before using the remaining energy to spin rapidly like a top towards Wang Hu.
In truth, Wang Hu did attempt to fight back, but with Ye Tian as the vessel carrying Wang Weiyang's terrifying energy strike, he had no chance to resist.
Thus, unsurprisingly, the dagger sliced through Wang Hu's throat. However, in reality, it was not Ye Tian's dagger that took Wang Hu's life; it was Wang Weiyang's "dagger."
Ye Tian was that dagger thrown by Wang Weiyang with immense force!
"You helped him kill your cousin," Cold Boyuan remarked with a hint of mockery as he grasped the key point.
"Hah! Well done! What a scheme! What a calculation! What skill!" Wang Weiyang laughed bitterly in anger. Before coming here, he believed killing Ye Tian would be as easy as crushing an ant. Yet now, not only had he failed to kill Ye Tian but he had also lost his cousin Wang Hu in the process.
Noticing the intense killing intent in Wang Weiyang's eyes, Cold Boyuan stepped forward and coldly said, "Wang Weiyang, are you confident you can take his life under my hands?"
Wang Weiyang glared at the two with resentment and replied harshly, "Cold Boyuan, does that mean you are determined to protect him?" He paused here, seemingly weighing the odds of fighting Cold Boyuan.
After a moment, he reached a conclusion, forced a smile, and said, "Heh, fine! But don't blame me for not warning you; from now on, our families are sworn enemies!" With that, he flicked his sleeve and left in anger.
"Safe travels," Ye Tian forced himself to wake from his daze and managed to squeeze out these words while watching Wang Weiyang's departing figure.
Wang Weiyang suddenly turned around at those words, his expression cold and menacing enough to send chills down anyone's spine. It was clear to everyone that if given the slightest chance, he would definitely tear Ye Tian apart.
"You wild spawn, today you are lucky to be alive. But time is on our side; we will have plenty of opportunities to 'chat,' and by then, your tricks will be useless!"
"I'll be waiting for good news!"
Facing Wang Weiyang's threat, Ye Tian showed no fear. Instead, he thought to himself, "To kill Wang Hu right under his nose—though I am heavily injured, it was worth it!"
With this thought in mind, Ye Tian satisfiedly curled his lips into a smile. The tension in his nerves finally relaxed before he felt a wave of dizziness wash over him and fainted.
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