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In the west of the city, there was a medicine store called Hundred Herb Hall.

When Ye Qingxuan left the house, the sky had already darkened. By the time he arrived at Hundred Herb Hall, it was already late in the morning. The city was bustling with pedestrians passing by.

Hundred Herb Hall had a history of more than a hundred years. It was said that his ancestors were alchemists, and his descendants had more or less inherited his skills.

This was a three-storey building. The first floor was a spacious hall, and quite a few fighters were wandering within.

After Ye Qingxuan entered, the waiter only lightly glanced at him, but when he saw Ye Qingxuan wearing a coarse hemp robe, he couldn't be bothered to pay attention to him.

"Manager, I want a bottle of Return of Spring Powder as well as the powder from the Five Coins Iron Thread Grass." Ye Qingxuan came to the front of the counter and said to the shopkeeper.

The Return of Spring Powder could heal his wounds, and the Iron Thread Grass was the medicine he used to temper his body.

The manager nodded and called the waiter over.

"That little?" When the waiter heard this, his face revealed a look of disdain, "A poor wretch dares to practice martial arts?"

Ye Qingxuan's brows slightly knitted, and just as he was about to speak, he saw the waiter's face full of smiles, welcoming a youth dressed in black at the door. Do you still want a bottle of Bone Tempering Pills? "

The black-clothed youth arrogantly walked into Hundred Herb Hall. As he passed by the counter, his gaze shifted and landed on Ye Qingxuan. "Little trash, is Hundred Herb Hall a place you can enter?"

The waiter rolled his eyes and hastily echoed: "Young Master Yun is right. A poor wretch wants to buy medicine from our Hundred Herb Hall?"

The shopkeeper looked at this scene with interest. He knew Ye Yun's identity, he was a disciple of the Ye Clan. Ye Qingxuan and Ye Yun had a grudge, so of course he would stand on Ye Yun's side.

"It's you."

Upon seeing Ye Yun, Ye Qingxuan gritted his teeth, the anger accumulated in his heart exploding explosively.

"It's me!" Ye Yun laughed, "What can you do to me?"

"Manager, chase him out and I'll buy two bottles of Bone Tempering Pills!"

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up. Two bottles of Bone Tempering Pills were worth 40 gold, far more than the medicinal materials Ye Qingxuan had bought. He stared at Ye Qingxuan, his gaze cold and indifferent. "Please."

All of the warriors around frowned, their eyes filled with pity.

"He is from the Ye Family, am I not?" Ye Qingxuan coldly said, "My surname is Ye too!"

"Hahaha!" Ye Yun laughed out loud, "Ye Qingxuan, you've completely shamed the Ye Family, and you still dare to call yourself a member of the Ye Family?"

"He is the Ye Clan's trash, Ye Qingxuan?"

"Rumor has it that his meridians are innately blocked, and he was sent to the Sun Moon Ancient City as soon as he was born. I wonder how many sins he created in his previous life!"

All of the warriors sighed in sympathy.

"Ye Yun, you called me trash, do you dare to fight with me?" Ye Qingxuan clenched his fist, the bones in his fingers crackling like beans, and the veins in his arm began to show.

"I was waiting for you to say that!"

Ye Yun laughed coldly in his heart. He had always been trying to agitate Ye Qingxuan, and now that Ye Qingxuan had offered to compete, even if it were to spread to Ye Qingyu's ears, it would only be because Ye Qingxuan had brought disgrace upon himself.

"Manager, be a witness!"

"Don't worry, Young Master Yun." The manager laughed.

Ye Yun nodded his head in satisfaction and laughed: "Ye Qingxuan, if you lose, I will break your arm!"

"And if I win?" Ye Qingxuan asked.

"You can win too?" Ye Yun sneered, "If you win, not only will I compensate you with an arm, I will also give you those two bottles of Bone Tempering Pills!"

"It's a deal!"

The moment he finished speaking, the atmosphere in Hundred Herb Hall turned cold, and even the air seemed to have stopped flowing.

Ye Yun furrowed his brows, he could faintly feel that something was amiss. The Ye Qingxuan of today was completely different from how it was in the past. However, he was a martial artist at the third level of the Dragon Elephant Realm. How could he be afraid of a trash?

"Ten years isn't too late for a gentleman to exact vengeance, but this Ye Qingxuan has the temperament of a teenager. I don't know how to tolerate this, but he's going to suffer a huge loss this time around!" An older warrior sighed.

"Don't say that I'm bullying you, I'll let you have one hand!" Ye Yun's expression was filled with contempt as he dashed towards Ye Qingxuan. His footwork was dazzling, but it was also very methodical.

"High-grade movement technique, Plum Blossom Steps!" A fighter exclaimed.

The crowd was filled with envy. The Ye Clan was truly worthy of being called a powerful clan. Even the disciples of their branch families, at the third level of the Dragon Elephant Stage, were able to master high-grade martial arts.

"Whiz!"

Ye Yun waved his hand, and the five fingers of his right hand suddenly clenched. An explosion came from his palm, as though the air itself had exploded. With a sinister smile on his face, he punched towards Ye Qingxuan's right shoulder.

This punch had the strength of an elephant, if it were to land on Ye Qingxuan's shoulder, his right shoulder would immediately dislocate.

"This is your strength?"

Ye Qingxuan's face was expressionless. The change in Ye Yun's movement technique was abnormally clear in his eyes. He did not dodge at all as he punched out.

Ka-cha! *

The two fists collided, and the sound of bones breaking rang out. Soon after, there was only a miserable scream as the overweeningly arrogant Ye Yun was sent flying.

"It hurts!"

Ye Yun cried bitterly as his face twitched intensely. His arms and shoulders were in disarray and he was in extreme pain.

Originally, they thought that Ye Qingxuan was not a match for Ye Yun, but they never thought that the truth was completely out of their expectations, that he would actually heavily injure Ye Yun with a single punch.

The waiter and the manager glanced at each other, both feeling that something was off.

Ye Qingxuan's reputation as trash was well-known throughout the Sun Moon Ancient City. How could he possibly heavily injure Ye Yun?

"Ye Qingxuan, I want your life!"

Every time a Dragon and Elephant Realm martial practitioner increases their cultivation level, their strength would increase by one elephant. Earlier, he had only used the strength of an elephant, and had been too careless, he had been severely injured by Ye Qingxuan.

He was so embarrassed that he became furious. He took a step forward and his aura became berserk.

Roar!

A faint tiger's roar sounded out. Ye Yun's fist seemed to have turned into a huge bloody mouth as the spirit energy surged and killed, swallowing Ye Qingxuan.

In this attack, he used the Superior Grade Martial Technique, Tiger Cannon Fist, to unleash the full power of the third level of the Dragon Elephant Stage.

"Die!"

Ye Yun laughed sinisterly, as though he could see the miserable ending of Ye Qingxuan's death from a single punch.

Everyone closed their eyes, unable to bear to look.

The shopkeeper and the waiter were filled with excitement. How could a trash of the third level of the Dragon Elephant Realm block this attack?

"Kill!"

Ye Qingxuan gave a long and loud roar, opening all three of his dragon meridians. The sound of a dragon's roar could be heard from within his body. At this moment, Ye Qingxuan felt that he was brimming with energy. His spirit power surged out like a river, giving him a carefree feeling.

He looked at Ye Yun's incoming fist and punched out without hesitation.

Boom! *

Ripples spread out from the two people's Spiritual Energies bombarding the two of them.

However, after just a single breath of time, Ye Yun's arm suddenly fractured inch by inch. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, with blood constantly flowing out of his mouth.

At this moment, all the martial practitioners of Hundred Herb Hall were extremely shocked. All of their gazes were focused on Ye Qingxuan, unable to speak.

The trash of the past possessed the strength to rival a Dragon Elephant Stage Level 3 warrior in one night?

Unbelievable!

Ye Qingxuan ignored the shocked crowd as he walked over to Ye Yun and disdainfully said, "You can't even take a single blow from me! If I were to crush you, it would be no different from stepping on an ant! "

He was also at the third level of the Dragon Elephant Stage, but Ye Qingxuan had experienced the tempering of his body with starlight, so Ye Yun was not his match at all.

Puff!

Upon hearing Ye Qingxuan's words, Ye Yun spat out yet another mouthful of blood. His countenance paled, he had actually fainted.

"Manager, give me the Return of Spring Pill and Bone Tempering Pill." Ye Qingxuan looked towards the shopkeeper of Hundred Herb Hall.

"This …" The manager wanted to speak but hesitated. He was extremely unwilling.

Ye Qingxuan said coldly, "Everyone knows about the wager between me and Ye Yun, and you are even more of a witness. Even if your Hall Master were to come, he would not dare to go back on his words.

"Go get it." The owner urged the waiter.

The waiter took out two bottles of Bone Tempering Pills and the Return of Spring Powder, and handed them over to Ye Qingxuan with trembling hands, "Ye …. "Master Ye, this is what you want."

"This is the money for the Return of Spring Pill." Ye Qingxuan threw down the silver and left with large strides.