The Ashen Spirit Sect is the one of
the most famous cultivating sects
in Leizhou City. Many of the high
ranking officials and nobles would
try to enroll their children into the
sect. This was because the sect has
many peak stage martial disciple
realm teachers along with three
peak stage martial practitioner
elders. To learn under such experts
would not only help the children
grow faster but also establish a
firm foundation for them.
Today, the sect's battle arena was
starting to bustle.
This was because the trash young
master Ye and Wang Lin was going
to battle today. If it was a simple
battle, it wouldn't have garnered
so many spectators. However there
was a bet involved. Whoever loses,
they would have to get on their
knees and kowtow to the winner.
Although the Ye clan was in decline,
they were still one of the major
powerhouses in Leizhou city.
Everyone looked forward to when
they crash and burn. This time,
everyone wanted to see how the
useless good for nothing young
master of the Ye clan will bow down
and kowtow to Wang Lin.
Before Ye Zifeng arrived, a few of
Wang Lin's friends were chatting
with him.
"Brother Lin, do you think that
good for nothing turned crazy from
all the beating we gave him? As a
trash in the second qi refining
stage, he actually challenged you,
someone with a cultivation in the
fourth qi refining stage to a
battle."
"That's not it. I heard that that
trash offended his father in
someway and was locked up in the
cellar for three days."
"He was locked up for three days?
Heh. That trash really is trash.
Even his family members don't like
him." Wang Lin smiled coldly
without a hint of worry.
He had originally thought that Ye
Zifeng would have some sort of
fortuitous encounter or had some
special tactics up his sleeves. But
from the looks of it now, he was
worrying for nothing.
He was locked up in the cellar for
three whole days. What else can be
come up with?
"Brother Lin, that good for
nothing still isn't here. Do you
think that he got scared and ran
away?"
Wang Lin laughed loudly, "That's
not impossible. Who would've
thought that that trash still had
common sense. He knows he can't
beat me so he ran away. Atleast he
didn't lose even more face for the
Ye clan."
"Aiii. Let's go. Let's go…..We know
that Ye Zifeng was trash but who
would've thought that he was also
a coward." A spectator shook his
head.
At that moment, a faint fragrance
appeared and the people who were
about to leave stopped their
movements and looked at the two
people who approached the stage.
"Who dares call my brother a
coward?" Ye Xueyi casted an angry
look at all the spectators. As a
cultivator at the eighth stage of qi
refining, she was one of the like a
goddess amongst commoners in the
outer court of the school.
At that time, everyone was silent.
No one suggested anything about
leaving anymore.
"Ye Xueyi?" Wang Lin had a
complicated look in his eyes. He was
not afraid of Ye Zifeng but Ye
Xueyi was a problem for him.
Wang Lin coldly looked at Ye
Zifeng, "This is a battle between
the two of us. Why did you bring
your sister?"
Ye Zifeng smiled slightly, "What's
wrong with bringing her over?
Could it be that you're scared?….
Don't worry though. She knows the
rules of the battle arena, so you
can be relieved. She only came to
watch the battle, and won't
interfere at all."
"Brother…. Let's leave. You can't
beat him. Let me….." Ye Xueyi had
a worried look in her eyes. She
wanted to beat this Wang Lin up
herself.
"Sis, go sit down by that tree and
watch."
Seeing that her brother was
determined, she let out a sigh and
said, "okay" and then walked to
the side.
In the martial spirit continent,
people respected martial way. They
were in the battle arena of a sect
and thus as long as there wasn't a
life threatening event, outsides
should not interfere at all. For the
bets placed beforehand, no one
should have any objections
regardless of the outcome.
"Good." Wang Lin smiled. In his
eyes, as long as Ye Xueyi doesn't
interfere, the match is already
settled.
"I'm thinking that you've never
came to the battle arena so let me
give you some advice. There's a
special weapon room with many
different kinds of weapons. You
can go and choose one. After
picking one that you like, then come
and fight me." Wang Lin waved his
hands and pointed towards the
armory.
"And you won't be using a
weapon?" Ye Zifeng asked.
Wang Lin smiled, "Fighting against
you, do I really need a weapon?"
Ye Zifeng smiled back at him,
"Okay. If you don't need one, then
I won't use one either. Let's start.
We have to finish quickly. My family
wants me to go home early tonight.
They were talking about having
some sort of important dinner so I
need to be quick."
"YOU!" Wang Lin was angry. What
Ye Zifeng said basically meant that
he was looking down on him. What
do f*ck does he mean by finish
quickly.
"You…. trash. Ye Zifeng, I'll beat
you up until all your teeth falls
out!"
One of the spectators shook his
head towards Ye Zifeng.
"This Ye Zifeng really did go crazy.
As a trash in the second stage of qi
refining, he dares to talk with
Wang Lin like this?"
"Brother Lin, the rules state that
you can't kill him. You should
cripple him instead!"
"Bullsh*t. That Ye Zifeng' is
already crippled. How else do you
want Brother Lin to cripple him?"
The entire audience erupted into
laughter. It seems like Wang Lin
really have to cripple this guy even
more.
"To give your sister face, this time
I'll only break three of your ribs!"
A hint of might flashed in Ye
Zifeng's eyes, "You'll need some
abilities if you want to hurt me.
Come at me."
Ye Zifeng was a Martial Lord
expert in his past life. He has
countless amount of battle
experience under his belt. This
nobody like Wang Lin was not even
worth his energy.
"Good. Good. Good!" Wang Lin
repeatedly said. He was angry to
the max, "It seems this this one
has to beat that weak body of
yours until it breaks!"
Wang Lin leapt into the air, Qi
exploded out of his body. He's
already in the fourth stage of Qi
refining and thus he was able to
control a tiny amount of his qi
energy.
"Die!"
His fist struck out like wind
straight towards Ye Zifeng's face.
In all the spectator's minds, if the
strike hits, then Ye Zifeng would
definitely be gravely injured. On
the side, Ye Xueyi closed her eyes,
unwilling to watch.
However, the thing that they had
all expected didn't happen.
Ye Zifeng took a step the the side
and sent out a palm strike. When
his palm struck Wang Lin's fist, the
power in Wang Lin's fists
completely dissipated. It looked as
if Wang Lin's fist was made of
cotton or something.
The spectators were all surprised,
especially those who were
badmouthing Ye Zifeng the hardest.
They were all speechless. Even
those experts from the inner
courts who came to pass some time
were shocked. Wasn't Ye Zifeng's
cultivation at the second stage of
qi refining?
"Ye Zifeng…. What.. What did he
just do? How come brother Lin
didn't send him flying in a punch?
Their cultivations are about two
whole stages apart!"
Ye Zifeng stood firmly and smiled
as he held tightly onto Wang Lin's
fist.
"Hey brother Lin, you're holding
back too much! Finish this trash off
quickly."
"Yeah. Come on brother Lin. Did
you only use a few percent of your
strength? Against some trash like
this, you shouldn't even try to hold
back!"
At that time, Wang Lin was the
most surprised and stunned one out
of everyone. They can all see that
his fists had landed on Ye Zifeng's
palm but what they didn't know was
that he had used all his strength.
He wasn't holding back at all.
His face started to become
nervous. No matter how hard he
tried, he couldn't get his fist out
of Ye Zifeng's iron grasp.
"You!" Wang Lin looked at Ye
Zifeng with a face filled with
surprise. It was as if Ye Zifeng
was a completely different person.
Ye Zifeng continued to smile, "They
asked if you heard them or now.
Why aren't you using your full
strength? Didn't you want to beat
me up until all my teeth falls out?"
Ye Zifeng tightened his grasp
causing Wang Lin to groan in pain.
At the same time, Wang Lin stared
fiercely at Ye Zifeng. His other
hand filled up with qi energy. He
was about to unleash his ultimate
technique.
"That's brother Lin's Wind Splitting
Fist!"
"To make brother Lin this angry,
that Ye clan's trash young master
is finished."
However, Ye Zifeng repeated what
he did before. He extended his
other palm out to receive Wang
Lin's Wind Splitting Fist. Before
anyone could see the Wind Splitting
Fist's power, Wang Lin's fist was
caught by Ye Zifeng.
The entire crowd was silent and
dumbfounded. Even the few experts
who were watching were shocked.
When Ye Zifeng stopped the first
punch, everyone had thought that
Wang Lin was holding back. But
now, Ye Zifeng easily stopped Wang
Lin's Wind Splitting Fist. This made
everyone's jaws drop. Ye Xueyi's
eyes were glistening, and was
cheering for Ye Zifeng on the side.
Seeing what had happened, she felt
as if she was about to cry. This
was because the brother who had
been called trash his entire life was
fighting on par with Wang Lin. This
made her really proud and
satisfied.
"What the hell are you doing using
that Wind Splitting Fist or
whatever you call it so close to me.
Did you want to kill me?" Ye Zifeng
chuckled coldly. At the same time,
he tightened the grasp on both his
hands until a crackling sound could
be heard.
In the silent arena, the sound
vibrated throughout the entire
stadium.
"Ahhh!" Feeling that the bones in
his fist had shattered, Wang Lin
cried painfully.
"Brother Lin!"
Everyone who was watching could
not believe what was happening.
Just shortly after the battle had
started, both of Wang Lin's hands
were crippled by Ye Zifeng. From
the looks of it, not only can Ye
Zifeng beat Wang Lin who was who
stages above him but his method is
also very cruel. The Ye Zifeng
standing in front of them was
someone completely different from
the Ye Zifeng that they knew. How
can this guy be trash?
"Ye Zifeng. I'm gonna kill you!"
Wang Lin was rolling on the floor in
pain. Both of his hands were
crippled by Ye Zifeng. This will
definitely slow down and cause
problems his road of cultivation in
the future.
"Hmph." Ye Zifeng stared at Wang
Lin without any emotions. This kind
of nobody. No matter no you treat
them, they will always come back
for you. There are some things
that you should do and some things
that you shouldn't. Wang Lin had
offended Ye Zifeng and he suffered
the consequences.
"Before you kill me, there's
something that you need to do." Ye
Zifeng's voice was cold.
"What…. What do I need to do?"
Ye Zifeng walked towards him
slowly and crouched down in front
of him, "Do you still remember our
bet? Do I have to remind you what
the loser has to do?"
"Ye Zifeng…. You want me to…."
Wang Lin was shocked. If he had to
kneel down and kowtow to this
trash Ye Zifeng, then he won't be
able to lift his head up in front of
people anymore.
In front of the audience, Ye Zifeng
laughed, "Come on. Didn't we
agree on it? I still need to get
back and eat dinner. I don't want
to waste anymore time here with
you."
He then looked back at Wang Lin
and smiled, "Oh yeah, If i'm not
satisfied with the way you kowtow,
it doesn't count. You have to bow
until I'm satisfied….."
"You! You're asking for too much!"
Wang Lin stared at Ye Zifeng.
After saying that, he fainted from
being so angry.
"Brother Lin! Brother Lin!"
"Brother Lin! Wake up!"
Ye Zifeng stared at him coldly and
then turned around, not wanting to
look at Wang Lin anymore.
"Xueyi, let's go home."