Before coming here, Xie Chongyang thought that Ye Fan was just a liar who deceived the world and stole his name, pretending to be a "young master" and cheating everywhere!
At that time, he thought that as long as he took action, he would be able to expose Mark's lies!
But he never expected that Ye Fan would crush the magic weapon in his hand with a snap of his fingers!
And before that huge force had lost its momentum, it bombarded him with a mighty force.
"Peng!"
Xie Chongyang had no time to escape. Like a kite with its string broken, he was blown away more than ten meters and was directly nailed to the wall in the distance.
Looking from a distance, his chest exploded and was a bloody mess. He didn't know how many ribs were broken. The injuries were extremely tragic.
For a moment, the whole place was dead silent, and there was no sound, and you could hear a pin drop.
Yu Zihong and others had expressions of disbelief on their faces, as if someone had cast a restraining spell on them, they stood there dumbly, unable to move.
It took more than half a minute for them to recover from the shock.
Yu Zihong's eyes were filled with unconcealable ecstasy. Ye Fan was the strong man he invited, and now that he has shown overwhelming strength, he is proud of it.
Correspondingly, Yu Wenxing's eyes were filled with shock and more of despair. His face was pale and decadent, as if all his strength had been drained away.
Song Wanqing, who was left, looked at Ye Fan with a strange look in her beautiful eyes, as if she had never really known Ye Fan.
At this time, Ye Fan had no time to take into account the mood changes of the three of them, and walked towards Xie Chongyang step by step.
Now Xie Chongyang's body is nailed to the wall, like a hanging painting that has not fallen off for a long time.
The intense pain in his chest made his facial features twist together, making him look extremely ferocious.
After suffering such a serious injury, he needed to rest for at least a year and a half before he could fully recover.
It may even leave hidden wounds, causing the martial arts realm to stagnate, making it difficult to make any further progress!
But at this moment, he couldn't feel any anger in his heart. Instead, he felt unprecedented fear.
At this moment, Ye Fan walked one meter in front of him, with thunder brewing in his eyes, looking down at him.
What kind of look is that?
He is domineering, looks down upon the world, and ignores the common people!
Xie Chongyang felt as if a big hand was holding his heart, almost suffocating him.
He even had an illusion, as if the Ye Fan in front of him was a demon god who controlled the world and could make the sun and moon hang upside down and the earth collapse with just a few movements.
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The next moment, Xie Chongyang shuddered and struggled to get out of the wall.
He ignored his serious injury and threw away all his pride. His knees softened and he knelt down in front of Mark, knocking his head so hard that it made a "dong-dong" sound.
After a short time, Xie Chongyang's forehead was already covered with blood. At this time, he carefully raised his head, looked at Ye Fan and said tremblingly:
"Grandmaster Ye, I, Xie Chongyang, am blind and ignorant of Mount Tai! The authority of a grandmaster cannot be insulted. I also ask Grandmaster Ye to remember that Xie is a first offender, be magnanimous and open-minded, and let Xie have a way out!"
Seeing him kneeling down and begging for mercy, Yu Wenxing's eyes twitched in the distance, showing an expression as if he had seen a ghost. He never expected that Xie Chongyang, who was so arrogant before, now looked like a humble slave in front of Ye Fan.
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But he didn't know that in the Chinese martial arts world, there was such a saying -
Under the Grand Master, everyone is an ant!
A half-step master like Xie Chongyang is far superior to a ninth-level warrior, and his cultivation has reached the highest level among ordinary people.
But he knew that although he was only half a step away from the real master, for many people, this half step was a gap that would be difficult to bridge in their lifetime.
A slight difference can lead to a loss of thousands of miles!
The distance between us is like the end of the world!
Among low-level warriors, they often lose enemies across borders due to factors such as skills and weapons.
But this kind of situation will never happen to a strong master!
Even the strongest half-step master can't shake the strong master in the slightest!
Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes!
Throughout the entire land of China, there are only a handful of martial arts masters, one in a million, and each of them is a big shot enough to establish a sect!
If it were in ancient times, as long as you showed some tricks at will, you would be a farmhouse man in the morning and ascend to the emperor's hall in the evening.
With a random strike from the Grandmaster, he can penetrate gold, crack rocks, and cut mountains and waves. If a mortal saw this, they would probably mistake it for an immortal descending to earth, and immediately kneel down to worship him.
Strong people of this level have the glory and wealth in the world at their fingertips, but they have long dismissed it and want to seek immortality.
Xie Chongyang knew that with his own qualifications, he might not be able to achieve the supreme realm in his lifetime, so he opened the Nine Sun Sword Sect and recruited many disciples, hoping to find another way and leave his name in the world!
However, after all, this is a path that cannot be taken seriously!
Now, facing the real martial arts master, he did not dare to have any intention of resisting.
Although he still found it unbelievable why Ye Fan had such terrifying strength at such a young age, but under this overwhelming strength, he could only kneel down and beg for mercy, hoping that Ye Fan could let him live!
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At this time, Ye Fan looked at Xie Chongyang crawling at his feet and said coldly:
"Xie Chongyang, will you be convinced if I kill your magic weapon?"
"Master Ye, I obey, I obey!" Xie Chongyang nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and said repeatedly.
"I seriously injured you and your moral conduct plummeted. Are you convinced?"
Xie Chongyang was already so frightened that he did not dare to have any intention of revenge. He just wanted to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.
Seeing his appearance, Ye Fan said coldly: "Okay! For the sake of your repentance, I will spare you once today! However, if I find out again that you are an accomplice and help others, I will definitely punish you with thunder.
I will kill you with all my means!"
"Thank you, Grandmaster Ye, for not killing me!"
After Xie Chongyang heard this, he let out a long sigh of relief. The big stone that had been hanging in the air finally fell to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, he didn't dare to waste any time and crawled out of the banquet hall.
Seeing Xie Chongyang leaving, Yu Wenxing took a step forward and wanted to follow closely.
At this time, Ye Fan said: "Wait a minute!"
These two words seemed to contain an irresistible will. Yu Wenxing's body froze, unable to move forward, and cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead.
In desperation, he could only turn around, but he did not dare to look directly at Ye Fan. He lowered his head and looked at the messy ground. After pondering for a moment, he mustered up the courage and cupped his hands and said:
"Master Ye's magical skills are unparalleled. Today is really an eye-opener for me! After I go back, I will definitely inform my father and treat you as an honored guest of our Yu family!"
Hearing Yu Wenxing's words, Ye Fan's lips curved into a playful smile, and he said in a stern tone:
"Hmph... Yu Wenxing, don't think that I don't know about your little Jiujiu! Although I am not going to get involved in the infighting of your Yu family, but if you dare to plot against me again... let alone a mere Yu family, even the king of heaven, I will...
I can’t protect you!”
At the end of the sentence, a solid aura emerged from Ye Fan's body and surged toward Yu Wenxing overwhelmingly.
For a moment, the hair on Yu Wenxing's body stood up, as if he was being targeted by some great beast. A cold air surged from the soles of his feet to Tianling Gai, his teeth chattered, and he stammered:
"Ye... Grandmaster Ye, I... I understand!"
Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan moved his eyes to Song Wanqing.
Seeing this, Song Wanqing's delicate body trembled slightly, her red lips slightly opened, as if she wanted to speak but hesitated.
However, after a long time, she still couldn't say a word.
On the other side, Ye Fan didn't know how to face her. He pondered for a moment and suddenly said to Yu Zihong on the side: "Young Master Yu, please help me send my classmates home. The finishing work in this banquet hall will also be left to me.
is you!"
"Yes, Grandmaster Ye!"
Naturally, Yu Zihong would not refuse Ye Fan's instructions.
The next moment, Ye Fan flashed and swept away.
Looking at his leaving back, Song Wanqing's beautiful eyes flickered, she sighed quietly, and thought to herself:
"Perhaps they are no longer in the same century?"
"Maybe what I can do now is to get admitted to Yenching University so that I can have a chance to see him again!"