Mini World Game ConsoleEvil Dragon Crazy Soldier King Chapter 735 - 736: The Background of Yang Fei

Yang Fei asked several more security guards, and their statents were pretty much the sa as what Skinny Monkey and the stout woman had ntioned.

He thought to himself in shock, "This dwarf's ntal impact can actually control people weaker than himself, which is really terrifying."

"In the future, when encountering this person, one must be extrely vigilant."

"However, I still don't know what force these two people belong to, and why they want to trouble so much."

Yang Fei reflected solemnly in the hospital ergency room, while the escaped Sorcerer Demon King and Puppet King were even more alard.

At this mont, the Sorcerer Demon King and the Puppet King were in a hotel in a temporary rental in the city's village.

Both looked dejected and remained silent facing each other.

The dagger on the back of the Sorcerer Demon King's hand had been removed and bandaged.

In comparison, the Puppet King was more severely wounded.

The Puppet King was injured internally by Yang Fei's Scale Quake.

His Martial Arts Realm had just barely broken through to Core Formation Yellow Grade, ranking low in close combat abilities among the Five Kings of the Heavenly Demon Alliance.

The most terrifying aspect of the Puppet King was his ntal impact.

Even Core Formation experts could be controlled by his ntal impact if caught off-guard.

Additionally, his attacks were silent and without any warning signs.

Therefore, among the Five Kings of the Heavenly Demon Alliance, the Puppet King was considered the most fearso.

However, this ti, the Puppet King had failed and instead, Yang Fei had injured his internal organs.

He lay powerlessly in bed, clutching his chest and abdon, his face extrely pale.

"The Demon Emperor said that Yang Fei would be the greatest catastrophe for the Heavenly Demon Alliance, and his reputation is indeed well-deserved."

"I have never encountered such a troubleso enemy."

The Sorcerer Demon King had regained his composure, sitting on the bedside smoking a cigarette and sighed.

The face of the Puppet King, however, showed a fierce expression.

"This ti, my 'Howling Moon' couldn't be executed; he was just lucky."

"Next ti, he won't be so lucky."

The Sorcerer Demon King nodded, his face showing admiration.

"When was the last ti you executed your Howling Moon?"

The Puppet King snorted, "The last ti was in the Bermuda Tri-Gorges."

"Have you forgotten? My Howling Moon controlled three Giant Whales."

The Sorcerer Demon King suddenly rembered, his face also revealing a vicious smile.

"Right, your Howling Moon, once executed, needs fifteen days to recharge. In four or five days, the cycle will be complete."

"When the ti cos, we'll set a new trap to assassinate him. I don't believe he can be stronger than the strength of a Giant Whale."

The Puppet King nodded, a hint of color returning to his pale face.

"Keep an eye on him. As soon as there's a chance, we'll strike imdiately."

"This ti, we mustn't let him survive no matter what."

The Sorcerer Demon King nodded again, then looked intently at the Puppet King.

"You should revert to your original form. Yannan is Lanting Group's stronghold."

"In your current state, it's too easy for them to track you down."

The Puppet King nodded, suddenly his body bent, and with a series of crackling joint sounds, his clothes burst.

He suddenly grew from around 1.2 ters to about 1.7 ters tall.

In the blink of an eye, the short Puppet King turned into a thin, refined young man.

However, his facial features did not change.

His small eyes still brimd with malevolence, giving his overall deanor a rather cold look.

The Sorcerer Demon King clapped and laughed heartily.

"Your Bone Shrinking Technique is becoming more and more profound; it should be enough to give Yang Fei a hard ti."

The Puppet King snorted and switched into a black Adidas tracksuit, doing so stretching exercises.

"The Demon Emperor regards Yang Fei as a formidable foe; let's eliminate him and show the professor our capabilities."

The Sorcerer Demon King nodded, casually packed up his luggage, and left the hotel with the Puppet King.

At this mont, Yang Fei's wounds had already been simply dressed.

The event had passed, but the sense of crisis in Yang Fei's heart had not lessened, rather it had intensified.

He sneered inwardly.

"It seems these two guys are hell-bent on not resting until one of us is dead."

Yang Fei inford Li Shun to scour the entire Yannan Underground World for traces of the two individuals.

At the sa ti, Yang Fei discussed the matter with Lin Xueyi.

He ordered all Changfeng bodyguards to be on ergency standby.

Also, Yang Fei tasked Mad Blade, Fan Yi, and others to enhance the protection around Lin Xueyi, Su Yinxue, and a few other girls.

In Yang Fei's opinion, both individuals had very distinct features.

It wasn't difficult for the spies of the underworld to find a man and a short person.

However, Yang Fei was disappointed once again.

The formidable man and the short person seed to have evaporated from the human realm, as there was still no sign of them.

By eight o'clock in the evening, Mad Blade and Fan Yi arrived at the hospital.

Upon seeing Yang Fei, Mad Blade threw a punch at him.

"How are you, Instructor? You alright?"

Yang Fei shook his head and gave a bitter smile, "This enemy is not ordinary; I took a beating, you see."

As he spoke, he raised his palm to show them the bandages on his hand.

He then recounted the situation as it had unfolded.

Mad Blade and Fan Yi were both shocked.

They could never have imagined that such a bizarre thod of attack existed in this world.

Yang Fei chuckled twice, "But, your instructor here is not soone easy to provoke."

"This ti, that short guy won't be able to recover for at least a week."

"His internal organs are injured, and he can't even mobilize his Essence Qi. As soon as we find him, his days are numbered."

Mad Blade and Fan Yi nodded together.

Having not seen him for a few days, Fan Yi's figure had grown even more towering and stern, his Essence Qi extraordinarily vigorous, like a lance.

The aura about Mad Blade, however, was even more majestically overwhelming.

Whether he sat or stood, he seed like a mountain cast from iron, his Essence Qi searing hot.

Yang Fei looked at Fan Yi and Mad Blade with satisfaction.

"It seems you really learned so real Kung Fu from Uncle Fuu," he remarked.

"Why don't you guys talk him into teaching a few moves?"

Mad Blade spat, "You better not add to the ss."

"Uncle Fuu said he gets annoyed the mont he sees you."

Yang Fei forced a smile, sowhat full of himself, "What's wrong with this old man?"

"A handso guy like who makes flowers bloom and people fall in love at sight, and he still doesn't like ?"

"I get it; it's envy, pure and simple envy!"

Fan Yi rarely grinned.

"It's not that. I think Master prefers not to see you because he doesn't want to rember the past."

"Uncle Fuu and the instructor's master were very close and had deep feelings. I've heard him ntion it with tears."

Yang Fei was startled, "Is it that serious?"

He sighed deeply, muttering worriedly,

"My mory has never recovered, and those who know the truth never tell ."

"I can't force Shou Jing Gong, nor can I force Uncle Fuu; I really don't know what happened ten years ago."

Fan Yi looked at Yang Fei sympathetically, hesitated for a mont,

"Instructor, it seems you are of significant origin; on the day you joined the army, our commander personally delivered you to the unit."

Mad Blade imdiately chid in.

"Yes, yes, yes, we were all cursing the rich second generation then."

"Seeing how respectful the commander was, you must be soone important."

"Damn, Mad Blade, you're finally speaking the truth, eh?"

Yang Fei cursed and without another word, perford the Monkey Steals Peach, aiming directly for Mad Blade's crotch.

Mad Blade, startled, turned around and perford the Yu Step to escape.

Fan Yi sighed and stopped Yang Fei.

"Seriously, Instructor, I suspect you have ties with the Martial God, the Howling Moon Tower's giant fires, and all these major events."

"Also, you even know the Yan Ru Scripture, a Holy Scripture of Martial Dao sought after by martial artists of the world; how do you explain that?"