"The first, to battle the Chinese War God again, to drive him overseas as well, and make him taste the humiliation I once suffered!"
"The second, the True Martial Sword Manual! I suppose you’re not unaware of this, are you?"
As he spoke, Wang Tian looked coldly at Ye Fei.
True Martial Sword Manual?
Ye Fei was montarily stunned upon hearing this, but quickly realized the truth.
Back then, although Huang Qing and that Black Heart Elder had not finished their dying words before Ye Fei took their lives, it wasn’t hard for Ye Fei to guess that the two must have co from the sa faction.
Otherwise, how could they have sched so ticulously to steal the True Martial Sword Manual?
Now it seed that the one backing the two of them was none other than Wang Tian standing before him!
So Ye Fei imdiately asked, "Are you also a mber of the Demon King Hall?"
"You actually know about the Demon King Hall? Heh, I gather you heard of it from either Huang Qing or the Black Heart Elder?"
Wang Tian seed completely unsurprised that Ye Fei knew of the Demon King Hall. Instead, he sneered coldly and said, "That’s right, I am one of the Four Protectors of the Demon King Hall. However, that’s no secret. And now I am going to kill you! First, to warm up for the upcoming battle against the Chinese War God. Second, to reclaim the True Martial Sword Manual for the Demon King Hall..."
Boom!
Before Wang Tian could finish his sentence,
A fist suddenly enlarged rapidly before his eyes, startling him into raising his arm to block instinctively.
However, the sheer force of that punch was unimaginably heavy, nearly knocking him straight off the treetop.
"You..."
Wang Tian barely steadied himself and imdiately wore an expression of fury.
But Ye Fei, his face still calm and composed, said, "It’s only courteous to return the favor. You may not avenge your disciple, but I am not the sa. This punch is for my disciple!"
"Your disciple?"
Wang Tian’s expression shifted upon hearing this, then he sneered coldly, "A worthless nobody. Those of us who’ve attained the Innate level see all beneath Innate as re ants. Why take the life of an ant so seriously?"
"Ants? In my eyes, you are no different." Ye Fei said with a faint smile.
"You dare call an ant?"
Wang Tian was instantly enraged by Ye Fei’s words!
Just who was he?
The number one Martial King overseas!
One of the Four Protectors of the Demon King Hall!
Years ago, he had single-handedly entered China, wreaking havoc across the cultivation world. If not for the sudden ergence of the Chinese War God back then, Wang Tian alone might have unified the entire Chinese cultivation world!
And now, Ye Fei dared call him an ant?
How could Wang Tian endure this?
With a thunderous roar, Wang Tian erupted in dazzling purple lightning.
He appeared like the incarnation of a Thunder God, gathering the purple electricity within his palms.
As the purple lightning gathered, the surrounding trees began crackling and snapping, so even charring and blackening.
Ye Fei, seeing this scene, revealed a rare trace of solemnity for the first ti.
For he had seen this technique before, on Lei Hou. It was none other than Wang Tian’s signature move, the Thunderbolt Palm!
However, compared to Lei Hou, this Thunderbolt Palm unleashed by Wang Tian was far more extraordinary in both power and aura.
Most importantly, Ye Fei sensed a trace of Golden Core energy from the gathered lightning!
"Heh, for you to push to use the Thunderbolt Palm so quickly, you are the first besides that one person. But once this palm is unleashed, what do you have to counter ?"
As Wang Tian’s words fell, his palms suddenly thrust forward.
In an instant, the purple lightning expanded outward from his palms, sweeping the entire mountaintop like nuclear radiation.
The already blackened trees were instantly reduced to dust, showcasing the terrifying power of Wang Tian’s move.
"Slash!"
Faced with this, Ye Fei unhesitatingly summoned the Heavenly Slash Demon Saber, slashing toward the electric attack to cleave it in two.
However, Wang Tian sneered coldly, "You think you can so easily break my ultimate technique? You overestimate yourself! Divide!"
Divide?
Ye Fei was montarily taken aback upon hearing this.
He watched as the purple lightning approaching him suddenly split into two just before being cleaved by the saber, evading the saber’s edge entirely before reforming and surging toward him again.
"To manipulate Inner Strength externally with such precision, I must admit I underestimated you!"
Ye Fei exclaid at the changing form of the purple lightning.
"Heh, then pay for looking down on ! Thunderbolt Palm: Electric Snake Frenzy!"
As Wang Tian spoke, his hands crossed together, and the purple lightning instantly engulfed Ye Fei entirely. In an instant, the entire mountaintop beca a domain where electric snakes weaved and danced...
"This... this is the power of a top-tier Innate Martial King?"
Witnessing Wang Tian’s overwhelming display of purple lightning, the martial artists at the foot of the mountain were all left in awe.
They remained frozen in their initial postures, afraid that the smallest movent might draw the terrifying lightning down upon them, leading to their own doom.
"To think Wang Tian’s Thunderbolt Palm could be so versatile in its changes—this is truly the pinnacle of martial arts!"
"Indeed! Such transformations may appear simple, but to control one’s Inner Strength so deftly resembles the spells of magic users. Moreover, martial artists’ Inner Strength is far more lethal than spells. With this, striking enemies from afar becos unstoppable!"
"Quite true. Judging by this, the young Martial King is likely outmatched! If I were in his place, my only option would be to take the full brunt of it head-on!"
"Take it head-on? Ha! The Thunderbolt Palm’s destructive force is so imnse that, except for that one person in the past, none in China have been able to oppose it. Now that Wang Tian has returned to China with evident improvents, taking it head-on would only end in utter defeat!"
Everyone expressed their pessimism about Ye Fei’s predicant!
In their first exchange, Ye Fei had managed to counter Wang Tian’s moves. But with Wang Tian unleashing his Thunderbolt Palm, the tide of battle had shifted completely.
It was clear to all that Ye Fei was now in dire straits.
If he didn’t break out soon, defeat was inevitable!
The knowledgeable watched for the techniques, while the unlearned enjoyed the spectacle.
Every martial artist had their own judgnts about the fight before them.
But Bi Jie and his group were left utterly dumbfounded by the overwhelming and thunderous back-and-forth exchange between Ye Fei and Wang Tian.
Initially, they had thought that martial arts and Martial Kings were limited to re hand-to-hand combat. But now, witnessing Wang Tian’s Thunderbolt Palm firsthand, it was akin to watching a top-tier Hollywood blockbuster, and in pure, unaided 3D at that.
How could they not be shocked?
How could they not feel fear?
"How... how can this be? How can such people exist in this world? Are they... gods?" Bi Jie muttered in disbelief.
Shi Tian and Zheng Tan both collapsed to the ground, muttering to themselves, "Compared to these people, what are big shots or tycoons? How can such beings even exist? How are they even possible?"
"Scared so easily?"
A middle-aged man nearby sneered at their frightened expressions. "This is the power of an Innate Martial King! It’s beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Calling them gods wouldn’t be an exaggeration. But alas..."
"Alas what?" Wu Xia asked curiously.
"Alas, this awe-inspiring scene is about to end soon," the middle-aged man sighed.
End?
The group exchanged glances, confused by the man’s words.
"Senior, why is it about to end?" Wu Min pressed him further.
"Can’t you see? That young Martial King has been completely engulfed by Wang Tian’s Thunderbolt Palm and its Purple Lightning Inner Power!"
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