Zhongshan City, on a seaside beach.
The sun was setting, casting slanting rays over the sea, as if the entire ocean was clad in a golden armor.
Two figures stood at a corner of the beach, a place scarcely inhabited, barely visible even to those playing by the sea.
A thin face, cheekbones pronounced, eyes shining bright, the man let the sea breeze flutter his clothes, even as seawater splattered over him, remaining motionless, for his eyes were fixed on the other side.
Opposite him was a youthful face, long hair tied up and bound at the back, wearing a gray outfit, looking quite casual.
"I rember the first ti we t was right here." The man, with a sowhat sinister face, revealed a slight smile.
Ye Zi looked at the man opposite her, recalling how she had secretly observed him from the shadows back then, only to be discovered, followed by a confrontation she couldn’t match.
In the end, she was captured and forced to beco his disciple.
With a flash of divine light, she snapped back to reality from her mories, expressionless as she said, "But now, I’m no longer the weakling I once was."
"Is this your reason for seeking revenge? Tsk tsk... a disciple wanting to kill their ntor, what an outrageous act!" The man clicked his tongue, but without pausing a second, he continued, "But this is exactly like my disciple, unexpected in all actions."
At this mont, Du Ying, the Southern Demon, showed a look of satisfaction, as if he had a successor.
"There’s nothing more to say. Today, finding you here, I will take your life." Ye Zi’s gaze sharpened instantly, two beams of murderous light shooting towards Du Ying.
The Southern Demon, Du Ying, appeared indifferent, as if unconcerned about his life, smiling as he said, "If you can kill , you’ll graduate as my disciple, and I’ll have a successor as a ntor; that will make very happy. I look forward to you killing ."
The words of the Southern Demon were not entirely dismissive of his life, filled with a sense of welcoming death.
This kind of thinking is unique in the martial world, earning him the title of the Southern Demon, both in action and deanor, leaving people unable to grasp his direction.
Ye Zi’s eyes flickered, unwilling to speak to him further. In her heart, Du Ying, the Southern Demon, was an undeniable madman.
Swish.
A shadow slid through the air.
Instantly, around Du Ying appeared five creatures conjured by power: deer, tiger, bear, bird, and crane.
Du Ying’s eyes flashed with recognition, identifying the cultivation technique as the Five-Animal Frolics he had once taught Ye Zi.
Now, the Five-Animal Frolics perford by Ye Zi was dozens of tis stronger than it had been under the Southern Demon.
Tiger, king of the forest, incredibly fierce, composed of energy, seed as alive, opening its mouth, it shook mountains and rivers, causing the sea to roar with waves.
Deer, with its long neck, leisurely and serene, yet at this mont, charged with its antlers, like a ferocious demon deer, filled with killing intent, stepping through the air, causing continuous sonic booms.
Bear, bird, crane...
The Five-Animal Frolics, displaying all five shapes, transford into five attacks, surrounding Du Ying.
Du Ying, hands behind his back, suddenly reached out, directly seizing the tiger form, obliterating it, then with a twist of the palm, grabbed the deer form, broke its neck, dissolving it instantly.
The remaining three forms were unable to harm Du Ying, all scattered by palms, grips, grabs, twists, and plucks.
With a retrieval of his arm, the entire might vanished within half a breath, as if it had never appeared.
Only Du Ying could be heard saying, "You’ve mastered the Five-Animal Frolics well, but to kill , you’re still a bit lacking. Your strength as a disciple has improved, how could I stagnate as your ntor?"
Ye Zi watched as the Southern Demon effortlessly dispelled her attack, a shock rising in her heart, his prowess exceeded her expectations.
Not True Qi Realm!
But also not the Legendary Realm, for it couldn’t have been dispelled so easily... could it be...
Suddenly, Ye Zi’s expression changed, blurting out, "You advanced to the Mythical Realm?"
"Oh? You know about the Mythical Realm?" The Southern Demon looked at Ye Zi with surprise.
Back then, the Southern Demon had confined Ye Zi by his side, then wandered throughout China, unintentionally encountering Mu Canshou. With the Southern Demon’s personality, he wouldn’t fear a young man, but upon clashing, found Mu Canshou much stronger, fleeing in disgrace and leaving Ye Zi behind, leading to her being forced into serving Mu Canshou.
"Looks like you’ve learned quite a bit beside that person, no wonder you dare seek out, to kill ." The Southern Demon clicked his tongue in amusent.
The Southern Demon was at the Mythical Realm, Ye Zi, shock subsiding, steadied herself. In terms of martial realm, she was not inferior.
Since returning from the ancient land, she had basically been training at the Dragon Group base, with a wealth of resources provided by Ye Qiu and the three ancient families’ cultivation techniques, advancing to the Mythical Realm within these six months.
Swish.
Ye Qiu’s aura erged, releasing the Mythical Realm’s presence, surprising the Southern Demon.
"You’ve also reached the Mythical Realm, tsk tsk... My disciple has beco a Mythical Realm martial artist, ha ha, there are no such ntor-disciple pairs in the entire martial world!" The Southern Demon, Du Ying, laughed heartily.
"Now I have the strength to kill you." Ye Zi did not wish to engage further with this madman, charging forward again.
Ye Zi moved like a swallow, her figure invisible in the air, practicing a footwork technique, nad Shadowless, from the Ji clan.
Once perford, it made her difficult to track, and while executing Shadowless, she unleashed the Mu clan’s teor Fist.
Instantly, the coast was lit with a dazzling brilliance, sending both sand and seawater skyward.
The Southern Demon, Du Ying, continuously retreated, Ye Zi’s fist techniques profound and powerful, each punch domineering with strength, unsuited as they were for female martial artists, yet under Ye Zi’s execution, no less potent than a male martial artist’s.
Shush shush shush...
The Southern Demon, Du Ying, backed off over ten steps before halting, dusting his lapel from where he had endured over a hundred of Ye Zi’s punches in monts of clash.
Ye Zi’s expression tightened, realizing he hadn’t fallen.
"Your fists are indeed excellent, but thinking to kill with them is impossible, your strength is lacking." The Southern Demon revealed a mocking smile.
Ye Zi frowned, this madman of a man was several tis more difficult to deal with than expected, hard to see through.
Whoosh...
The clothes on the Southern Demon, Du Ying, billowed as, in that mont, his aura climbed again.
Ye Zi’s face blanched, "Late-stage peak of the Mythical Realm!"
"So now, do you still believe you can kill ?" The Southern Demon, Du Ying, slowly approached Ye Zi, "Since you, as the disciple, can’t kill , your ntor, then let , the ntor, kill you, the disciple."
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