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Boom! Boom! Boom!
The same move, but the Tide Sound Palm unleashed by Ye Feng was far more majestic than that of Ye Jin, overwhelming him in an instant!
"How is this possible!" With eyes wide open, Ye Jin felt the powerful attack before him and completely fell into a frenzy.
Ye Feng's Tide Sound Palm had surpassed him in both realm and strength!
In the next moment, the two forces of tidal power collided. Ye Feng's palm strike shattered the barrier before him, crushing Ye Jin's technique and heavily slamming into his chest!
Wow!
As a mouthful of blood spurted out, Ye Jin was sent flying backward, landing ten meters away!
Silence!
The outcome was determined in an instant, and the arena fell into absolute silence.
Everyone seemed frozen in place, only Ye Feng steadily advanced toward Ye Jin, who lay ten steps away, a murderous aura radiating from him!
"Ye Feng! What do you want to do?" Sensing the killing intent from Ye Feng, panic immediately appeared on Ye Jin's face, and he instinctively began to crawl backward on the ground.
"Brother Feng, you can't kill him!" At that moment, Ye Ning also sensed Ye Feng's murderous intent, which sent a chill down her spine, prompting her to rush over.
With Ye Ning holding him back, Ye Feng stopped in his tracks. Looking at the fallen Ye Jin, he felt a surge of satisfaction.
"Ye Jin, who is the real waste between us?" Ye Feng spoke arrogantly as he gazed at Ye Jin on the ground.
Seeing that Ye Feng was restrained by Ye Ning and hearing his mocking words, Ye Jin lost his sanity once again.
"It's impossible! You worthless fool must have used some trick! How could you possibly defeat me! Just wait, I will make you pay for this! I will!" The feeling of falling from heaven to hell drove Ye Jin into madness.
A cold star flashed in his eyes, and a powerful force erupted once again from within Ye Feng.
"Let me die? You probably won't have such an opportunity in your lifetime. Since you like the term 'waste' so much, let it accompany you for the rest of your life."
Lifting his foot, Ye Feng stomped fiercely toward Ye Jin's Dantian.
Puff!
Accompanied by a spray of blood, Ye Jin's Dantian was directly crushed by Ye Feng's kick!
"Ah!" Feeling his Dantian shatter, Ye Jin immediately began to scream frantically.
This kick from Ye Feng had completely ruined his life.
"Brother Feng." Watching Ye Feng's fierce demeanor, Ye Ning stood frozen in place, murmuring softly.
"Out of respect for our shared bloodline, I won't take your life today. Enjoy your future days," Ye Feng said coldly as he glanced at Ye Jin, then directly took Ye Ning's hand and turned to leave.
At the moment he shattered Ye Jin's Dantian, Ye Feng suddenly felt a wave of comfort emanating from deep within his soul. He knew that from this moment on, this body completely belonged to him.
"Ye Feng! You dare to cripple me! I will make sure you suffer a terrible fate! A terrible fate!!"
Ignoring Ye Jin's screams, Ye Feng held onto Ye Ning's small hand and left directly.
Moments later, the two arrived at a small stream beneath the Outer Sect of Dragon Tiger Sect.
Stopping by the stream and feeling the flowing water before him, Ye Feng felt a sense of relief, while beside him, Ye Ning frowned slightly, her face showing a hint of worry.
"Ning Er, what's wrong? Are you unhappy?" Ye Feng smiled as he patted Ye Ning's little head.
"Brother Feng, you were really too impulsive," Ye Ning said with concern in her eyes. "Ye Jin is my uncle's son. Treating him like this might anger my uncle. Moreover, Ye Jin's brother, Ye Zhan, is also cultivating at Flowing Cloud Villa and is said to have reached the Origin Martial Realm. If you crippled Ye Jin, there might be trouble during the annual meeting."
"First Level of Yuan Martial Realm? So what, just step over him." With a calm smile, Ye Feng spoke confidently.
In his previous life, although Ye Feng's cultivation was not high, his character was incredibly resilient. He was confident and carefree, never experiencing any inexplicable fear. With a month and a half left until the Clan Meeting, given Ye Feng's current cultivation speed, it was not impossible for him to reach the Origin Martial Realm in that time. Why should he fear Ye Zhan?
Seeing that Ye Ning wanted to say more, Ye Feng directly interrupted her, "Alright, Ning Er, don't worry about me. Since I dare to act against Ye Jin, I naturally won't be afraid of him. Just be happy for your brother; after so many years of being useless, I can finally cultivate."
Hearing Ye Feng say this, a smile finally appeared on Ye Ning's face. "Okay, I'll listen to you, brother. By the way, how did you suddenly start cultivating?"
This was the thing that puzzled Ye Ning the most. Ye Feng had always been severed from his meridians and had sought countless divine doctors and used numerous precious medicines but had seen no improvement.
"Brother got a chance, and this severed meridian has been restored. Actually, my talent is quite good; once the meridian is restored, my cultivation will advance rapidly. In the future, if anyone dares to bully you, brother will protect you." Patting Ye Ning's cute little head, Ye Feng said with a smile.
"Mm-hmm." Nodding vigorously, Ye Ning's face also radiated with a happy smile.
...
In a room of the Dragon Tiger Sect's Outer Sect in Wohu Garden, Ye Jin lay on the bed with a face full of pain and hatred after having his Dantian shattered by Ye Feng.
Beside Ye Jin's bed sat a woman with an indifferent expression. She had one hand resting on Ye Jin's wrist, carefully sensing his condition.
The woman wore blue clothing; her features were exquisite and beautiful, but her aura carried a hint of coldness that kept others at bay.
"Sister Wan'er, how is my Dantian? Can it still recover?" As soon as the woman withdrew her hand, Ye Jin immediately asked anxiously.
The woman's name was Zhao Wan. She had already reached the peak of the ninth level of Martial Realm and was just one step away from reaching the Origin Martial Realm and entering the Inner Sect of Dragon Tiger Sect.
Among the Outer Sect of Dragon Tiger Sect, Zhao Wan was considered one of the talented martial artists. At just sixteen years old, she had already reached the ninth level of Martial Realm and ranked fifth among the top ten strongest in the Outer Sect.
Most importantly, Zhao Wan was the fiancée of Ye Jin's brother, Ye Zhan.
Withdrawing her hand, Zhao Wan's indifferent expression revealed a hint of anger as she spoke. "Ye Jin, your Dantian has been completely shattered; there is basically no chance of recovery. Who could be so ruthless?"
Upon hearing that his Dantian had no chance of recovery, Ye Jin's face immediately showed a hint of madness as he gritted his teeth and said, "It's Ye Feng! He did this!"
"Ye Feng? That useless cripple at the fourth level of Martial Realm?" A trace of doubt flashed across Zhao Wan's face, and she found it hard to believe.
Zhao Wan's slightly astonished expression was also extremely charming; her delicate red lips parted slightly, releasing a hint of fragrance that made one unable to resist wanting to get closer. Seeing Zhao Wan like this, a flicker of vague desire crossed Ye Jin's face.
However, this desire was quickly suppressed. The woman before him was his future sister-in-law. Moreover, there were more important matters to attend to than beauty.
"It is him!" With a sinister glint in his eyes, Ye Jin said excitedly, "Sister Wan'er, my brother is not here. You must take charge of my affairs. I can't find peace unless Ye Feng is dead. Besides, we originally intended to kill Ye Feng. If he doesn't die, my brother's position as clan leader will be unstable. Once Ye Feng is dead, everything will go smoothly. No matter what, please help me take revenge!"
Naturally sensing the filthy desire in Ye Jin's eyes, a hint of disgust flashed in Zhao Wan's gaze, but she still spoke up, "Since Ye Zhan is not here, I will naturally take care of your matters. Don't worry; I will help you kill that Ye Feng."
"Sister-in-law, it's best not to kill him directly. Just cripple him and bring him over; I want to skin him alive!" Ye Jin said fiercely through clenched teeth.
"Understood." Not wanting to spend more time with such a waste, Zhao Wan felt he wasn't worth her effort. This time she was helping him only because of his more talented brother, Ye Zhan.
Leaving a sentence behind, Zhao Wan stood up and walked out of Ye Jin's room.
"Ye Feng, you useless waste just wait! I will make you wish for death!" Watching Zhao Wan leave, a trace of crazed ruthlessness flashed in Ye Jin's eyes.
...
After spending an hour with Ye Ning, it was time for her to return. Ye Feng had been accompanying her down the main road at the foot of Dragon Tiger Sect.
"Brother Feng, I'm heading back now. You must be careful while you're alone at Dragon Tiger Sect, especially with Ye Jin; I'm afraid he will retaliate against you." As she was about to leave, Ye Ning still looked very worried about Ye Feng's situation.
"Don't worry; that waste won't cause much trouble." With a slight smile, Ye Feng replied calmly. In his previous life, he had always been an arrogant person; after crossing over to Divine Martial Continent, that arrogance remained intact.
On the path of cultivation, he had faced countless difficulties and encountered numerous opponents. Ye Feng knew that as long as he focused on himself and worked hard to cultivate and grow stronger continuously, he wouldn't have to worry about those insignificant people.
"Okay then, I'm going back! Brother Feng, I'll be waiting for your good news." Seeing Ye Feng so confident brought a smile to Ye Ning's pretty face as she waved gently at him.
"Go back and be careful on the road."
"Okay."
Standing on the road, watching Ye Ning's figure disappear into the distance, Ye Feng turned around and returned to the Dragon Tiger Sect's Outer Sect.
Upon entering the Dragon Tiger Sect's Outer Sect, Ye Feng headed straight to the Cultivation Hall.
Although he did not regard Ye Jin highly, Ye Feng was not overly optimistic. Even though his cultivation had reached the Seventh Level of Strength Martial Realm, along with his robust power and understanding of the Supreme Technique realm, he now had some foundation to face martial artists at the Eighth Level of Strength Realm without much trouble. However, this was not enough to make Ye Feng feel proud.
His strength was still quite weak. At the very least, within a month and a half, he needed to elevate his cultivation to the Origin Martial Realm.
Only then could he handle the various crises that might arise during the Clan Meeting in a month and a half.
"The most important thing now is to accumulate Contribution Points to exchange for Essence-Enhancing Pills and other treasures, especially that piece of Blood Pattern Steel. I must obtain it."
From advancing from the Sixth Level of Strength Martial Realm to the Seventh Level, Ye Feng had already consumed nine Essence-Enhancing Pills. If he waited for the Sect to distribute them, he would have to wait three months for just one. Ye Feng truly could not wait that long.
Now, he urgently needed Essence-Enhancing Pills to enhance his cultivation.
"Accumulating Essence-Enhancing Pills can only start from here." Looking at the main entrance of the Cultivation Hall before him, Ye Feng silently murmured and walked inside.
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