In an instant, the entire venue fell into a deathly silence, eyes widening with shock, utterly unable to believe the scene unfolding before them. Everyone was struck dumb, incapable of accepting the truth of what they were witnessing.
The Inner Strength Great Perfection martial artist, Miyagi Ryotan, had actively attacked but was killed by a single punch from Ye Feng!
"How is this possible!" The crowd erupted into shocked roars, their eyes revealing an incredulous look, utterly incapable of believing the unfolding events.
A trace of a smile appeared on Youcheng Chiyoda’s lips, for to him, this was to be expected.
In Youcheng Chiyoda’s view, it was not just an Inner Strength Great Perfection martial artist— even a martial artist at the Innate Perfection level was destined to be killed in one strike by Ye Feng. It was entirely normal for Miyagi Ryotan, rely at Inner Strength Great Perfection, to be killed by a punch from Ye Feng.
"How can this be!" Miyagi Ryoyu was completely stunned, thinking he must be dreaming.
"I already told you, I’m at the Early-stage Innate level, why would I deceive you?" Ye Feng said indifferently, looking at the deceased Miyagi Ryotan.
Everyone stared dumbfounded at the dead Miyagi Ryoyu, swallowing hard, feeling a dryness in their throats.
However, Ye Feng still wore a look of nonchalance.
"Ye Feng! You bastard, how dare you kill my cousin!" In that mont, Miyagi Ryoyu roared in frenzy, completely losing his mind. His eyes were bloodshot, like a wild beast in a rage.
"Boom!" In an instant, Miyagi Ryoyu’s aura surged to its peak, True Essence pulsating. With a single step, he transford into a blur, lunging towards Ye Feng.
In a flash, Miyagi Ryoyu was beside Ye Feng, his fist thundering towards him, pulsing with True Essence and a faint glimr.
"You, fight with my boss? You’re not worthy!" Youcheng Chiyoda bellowed, raising his fist. His punch bood, True Essence howling, and in the blink of an eye, it heavily collided with Miyagi Ryoyu’s fist.
"Boom!" A muffled sound echoed in the Void, waves of force churning, the powerful recoil affecting both Miyagi Ryoyu and Youcheng Chiyoda, with Youcheng Chiyoda slightly staggering.
"Thud, thud, thud~~~" However, Miyagi Ryoyu staggered backward several steps before steadying himself.
Miyagi Ryoyu looked at Youcheng Chiyoda in surprise, not expecting that Youcheng Chiyoda, a fellow Middle Innate Grandmaster martial artist like himself, would be even stronger. Defeating Youcheng Chiyoda would be extrely difficult.
With Youcheng Chiyoda by his side, it would be even more difficult for Miyagi Ryoyu to kill Ye Feng.
"This man killed an examiner, deceived the examiner, and hid his true level, having already violated Luoying’s rules. Everyone, join in killing him!" Miyagi Ryoyu bellowed loudly.
However, the crowd did not heed Miyagi Ryoyu’s command; after all, Ye Feng’s strength was formidable. With one punch, he had killed Miyagi Ryotan. Most of these people were rely Mid or Late-stage Inner Strength martial artists, so how could they possibly be a match for Ye Feng?
Miyagi Ryoyu yelled, "My uncle is one of the Luoying Seven-Color Envoys, the Vajra ssenger. Miyagi Ryotan and I are nephews of the Vajra ssenger. As long as you help kill Ye Feng, you will surely receive a great reward from the Vajra ssenger!"
"Vajra ssenger!" Upon hearing Miyagi Ryoyu’s words, the crowd was instantly stirred.
They knew what the Vajra ssenger symbolized; he was a significant figure within the Nine-Layered Heaven. If they could gain the Vajra ssenger’s favor, they could rise dramatically!
One must know, these individuals of the First Layer Heaven were regarded as the most lowly and despised within Luoying. They always hoped for a day to stand out, but with limited talent, they could only stay within the First Layer Heaven for a lifeti.
This was a rare opportunity for them, and in an instant, their eyes beca frenzied.
As the saying goes, for a generous reward, there will be brave n. The crowd kept pressing in on Ye Feng and Youcheng Chiyoda, their eyes revealing murderous intent, encircling the two tightly.
But Youcheng Chiyoda was not the least bit nervous. In his heart, Ye Feng was an invincible entity. Youcheng Chiyoda believed that with Ye Feng’s formidable strength, he could easily suppress these First Layer Heaven martial artists.
However, Ye Feng furrowed his brows. Looking at the encroaching martial artists, who seed intent on tearing him apart, he felt a headache looming over him.
If they all attacked at once, Ye Feng might indeed risk serious injury.
Although Ye Feng’s body was exceptionally robust, the insides—his ridians, internal organs, even his bones—were fragile due to the effects of the Undying Flower. If he exerted too much force, he could harm himself.
As the crowd closed in, Ye Feng felt a sense of resignation and then made up his mind, "It seems this is the only way!"
Ye Feng prepared to use his most powerful strike, to kill over a hundred at once, to shock everyone. He figured that just one strike most likely wouldn’t hurt him too severely and could still recover, though it would delay his return to peak condition by about two days.
Ye Feng’s gaze shifted, and in an instant, murderous intent erupted. His eyes blazed with brilliance, like a sword of ice forged over a million years, and that chilling intent swept over the bodies of the crowd in an instant.
Everyone was startled, their legs trembling involuntarily...
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