C15 Who Could Stop Me If I Want to Cripple Someone?
What! He missed? Impossible! He clearly didn't make a move!
Ye Zuoming's eyes narrowed in shock as he realized his strike had gone awry, his mind swirling with disbelief.
None of those present had caught a glimpse of Ye Zuoming's move; they all assumed he had simply missed, and even he believed it.
"Today, you'll witness the gap between us," Yeh Hongchen said, a smirk spreading across his face as he watched Ye Zuoming drift by.
In an instant, Yeh Hongchen tapped the ground with the tip of his toe and swiftly closed the distance to Ye Yueming, who stood still.
Ye Zuoming felt a breeze whisk by, and the next thing he knew, his sister Ye Yueming was plummeting out of the arena!
Boom!
Despite the low height of the arena, the spot where Ye Yueming landed cracked like a spider web, leaving all the Ye family disciples in a daze.
Yeh Hongchen, who had been right next to Ye Zuoming moments before, slowly vanished, only to reappear where Ye Yueming had been standing, hands clasped behind his back, his handsome face coldly observing Ye Zuoming.
"Out of respect for you as a woman, I won't sever your path of cultivation," Yeh Hongchen stated coolly, not even sparing Ye Yueming a glance.
Ye Yueming, still somewhat conscious, slipped into unconsciousness upon hearing Yeh Hongchen's words.
"Ah! Did anyone see what he just did?"
"No, it was too fast! Even the Great Elder probably couldn't keep up with that speed!"
"Wow, Young Master Yeh is so domineering, yet he's gentle with women. He's incredible!"
After a brief silence, the Ye Family Martial Field erupted into excited chatter as everyone discussed Yeh Hongchen's astonishing speed.
With a grimace, Ye Zuoming charged at Yeh Hongchen once more, shouting defiantly, "Come on, fight without hiding!"
Tiger Collapse!
Whoosh!
The wind howled like a tiger's roar as Ye Zuoming threw another punch at Yeh Hongchen, refusing to believe he could miss again.
"No need to dodge; crippling you will be even simpler," Yeh Hongchen said with a cold laugh, standing his ground firmly.
As Ye Zuoming's fist neared its target, Yeh Hongchen sprang into action, countering with a punch of his own.
Dragon Fist!
"Roar!"
A dragon's roar echoed with Yeh Hongchen's strike, a surge of pressure overwhelming Ye Zuoming's offensive, leaving him no strength to retaliate.
Moreover, Yeh Hongchen's move completely blocked any escape route for Ye Zuoming; there was no chance for him to flee.
Their fists met with a resounding clash!
Crack!
The sound of bones shattering drowned out the cries of the Ye family disciples.
In an instant, Ye Zuoming was sent flying backward, his screams of agony trailing behind him.
Yeh Hongchen's feet barely touched the ground before he was in motion again, his body light as a feather, swiftly catching up to the retreating Ye Zuoming.
"Young Master Yeh, have mercy!" Ye Yuhang and Ye Yuze, already at the foot of the stage, cried out together upon witnessing the scene.
The next moment, Ye Yuze's early-stage Innate power erupted. He shot towards the platform, attempting to intervene and halt Yeh Hongchen's assault!
But Yeh Hongchen was relentless, his foot driving fiercely into Ye Zuoming's abdomen!
Thud!
The sound was like a balloon bursting as Ye Zuoming's body expelled a gush of bright red blood, which sprayed from his mouth and splattered across the stage.
Crash!
The impact created a spiderweb of cracks across the platform.
Yeh Hongchen stood with his foot planted on Ye Zuoming's stomach, an imposing figure before the stunned onlookers.
"Ming'er!"