"What? Ye Tianxuan, are you too scared to speak?" Relying on his cultivation in the early stage of the Five Viscera Realm, Wang Yueshan considered himself a top talent among the younger generation in Cangbei City, rarely meeting an opponent.
Even elders like Li Wanqing and Ye Zhengwen were mediocre in his eyes.
He was confident he could take Ye Tianxuan's head within three moves.
And leave him utterly defenseless.
Yet, he wanted to assert his dominance in front of Li Wanqing and the Ye Family.
He wanted Ye Tianxuan to fear his strength, willingly surrender, and return to the Wang Family with him to face judgment.
This way, he would ruin the pride of both families in one stroke.
Was that not killing two birds with one stone?
"Afraid of you? Did you forget to look in the mirror before leaving the house today, Brother Wang?"
"Just how shameless must one be to utter such confident words?"
Hearing Ye Tianxuan's biting sarcasm, Wang Yueshan flew into a rage.
An aura of coercion erupted from his entire body, radiating murderous intent. His icy gaze locked straight onto Ye Tianxuan, as if he were about to strike him down in the next second.
Sensing danger, Li Wanqing stepped in front of Ye Tianxuan, blood staining the corner of her mouth as she declared, "Wang! If you want to take my son, you'll have to step over my dead body first!"
Wang Yueshan sneered. "What a touching display of maternal love."
He lightly twirled his folding fan twice and smiled, "How about this? I have no intention of bullying a widow and her orphan."
"As long as Ye Tianxuan can scratch even a single hair on my head within ten moves, I'll let you both go. How does that sound?"
Wang Yueshan spoke with absolute conviction, supremely confident in himself.
Having watched from the sidelines earlier, he already knew that Ye Tianxuan had broken through to the Blood Wheel Realm.
Yet the Blood Wheel Realm was separated from the Five Viscera Realm by an entire major realm.
Even if the boy possessed some strange cultivation technique,
it was no different from an ant trying to shake an elephant.
Utterly futile.
"Ten moves? One will do."
"Within a single move, I'll take your life."
Arrogant!
Even more arrogant than Wang Yueshan!
This arrogance was the confidence of the Supreme Emperor from the Nine Summits, forged through countless battlefields.
And it was also Ye Tianxuan's all-or-nothing gamble!
Even with the God and Demon Body Refining Formula, his grueling matches against Ye Zhengwen and his son Ye Zhengyun had brought him to the verge of exhaustion.
If he had to deal with these lackeys of the Ye Family and then fight Wang Yueshan on top of that, he had to finish it quickly.
He could no longer afford to show mercy.
"Unbridled arrogance! You, worthy of exchanging blows with Young Master Wang?"
"Young Master Wang is a genius of the Wang Family, while you're nothing more than a traitorous scum of the Ye Family! Obediently come back with us to the Hall of Discipline and await the Ancestor's judgment!"
Several of Ye Zhengwen's lackeys barked fiercely.
They had no wish for Wang Yueshan to meddle in the Ye Family's affairs.
If the Ancestor learned that Ye Tianxuan had been taken away by the outsider Wang Family, he might blame them when the time came.
With that, several lackeys stepped forward, eager to seize Ye Tianxuan first.
However, Wang Yueshan blocked their path, casting a cold, sidelong glance at them. "Did you not hear him say just now that he would take me down in a single move? Do you wish to interfere in my affairs?"
A chilling gleam flashed in Wang Yueshan's eyes.
Led by the head steward, the lackeys involuntarily came to a halt.
It was evident that had they taken another step forward, Wang Yueshan would truly have killed them.
He didn't even care for Ye Zhengwen,
let alone these insignificant lackeys.
"Come then, Ye Tianxuan. If you fail to scratch me within ten moves, you're coming with me."
Wang Yueshan remained obstinate and endlessly arrogant.
Granting him ten moves allowed him to justly and honorably capture Ye Tianxuan under the guise of their wager, dragging him back to the Wang Family to be slowly dealt with.
Ye Tianxuan let out an involuntary sneer. No one had ever dared to treat him, the Supreme Emperor, with such contempt.
Ten moves?
Truly seeking his own death!
Ye Tianxuan walked step by step right up to Wang Yueshan.
Wang Yueshan paid close attention to his every move. Although his own Northern Sea Carefree Technique was as ghostly and elusive as a phantom, leaving no chance for Ye Tianxuan to gain the upper hand—
taking the boy's life would be as easy as turning over his hand.
Still, he had to remain vigilant against those bizarre techniques of his.
After all, even allowing the boy to brush against the corner of his robe would be an insult to him!
"Careful then, I'm coming."
Despite saying this, Ye Tianxuan showed no stance of preparing to strike.
Right at that moment, Wang Yueshan felt a faint breeze brush against his cheek.
Reacting with extreme swiftness, he immediately employed the Northern Sea Carefree Technique to shift his form and dissolve into phantoms.
Seeing his figure break into afterimages, Ye Tianxuan sneered, "Northeast, Gen trigram."
Instantly, with a casual flick,
with a muffled bang, Ye Tianxuan abruptly altered his fist technique, his arm striking Wang Yueshan's Zhangmen acupoint at an utterly impossible angle of attack.
Wang Yueshan spat out a mouthful of blood with a gasp, his eyes widening in disbelief. "How is this possible?"
How could the boy possibly have seen through his Northern Sea Carefree Technique?
Even the Lin Family, famed for their eye techniques, found it extremely difficult to capture his movements, let alone strike him.
Worse still, Ye Tianxuan had not only struck him from a bizarre angle, but had also shattered the blind spot of his Northern Sea Carefree Technique!
This Northern Sea Carefree Technique was a wind-attribute spiritual meridian cultivation method. When activated, it used breath to drive the blood, causing Yuan Qi to flow through all four limbs and the hundred skeletons, while the pure Yang Qi surged throughout.
This was what allowed the body to move at incredible speed.
Yet any technique of such velocity inevitably had places the Yuan Qi could not cover, and that was the blind spot of a practitioner of the Northern Sea Carefree Technique.
However, amidst the shifting of forms and phantoms, even tracking his silhouette was exceptionally difficult.
How could anyone strike his blind spot with such precision?!
Unless he was a master of a much higher realm!
Yet Ye Tianxuan was...
clearly someone who had just stepped into the Blood Wheel Realm!
Shocked and enraged, Wang Yueshan remembered how he had just boasted that if Ye Tianxuan could touch a single hair of his within ten moves, he would consider himself defeated.
Yet within a single move, he had been beaten until he coughed up blood.
And that too, right in front of the Ye Family lackeys?!
This was absolute disgrace!
Unforgivable!
"You deserve to die!"
Wang Yueshan's internal blood and Qi surged violently. His entire face turned from white to red, from red to purple, and finally to indigo, repeating this cycle three whole times.
"What? Did my anger turn your face blue?"
"Such a pity."
Ye Tianxuan glanced at his own fist. Although the God and Demon Body Refining Formula was wondrous and profound, he still lagged a major realm behind Wang Yueshan, preventing him from delivering a fatal blow outright.
"Xuan'er, watch out! That's the Purple Qi Coming from the East Technique!"
"Too late!"
Roaring, Wang Yueshan pounced on Ye Tianxuan like a sweeping tornado.
Even the lackeys standing nearby were swept off their feet, unable to stand against the arrow-like velocity and violent momentum of his charge.
Wang Yueshan's full-strength strike was overwhelming, crushing everything in its path.
The incoming palm wind felt as though it would crush the Ye Tianxuan before him straight into a pulp of flesh and blood.
At this point, he no longer cared about any wager.
As long as the boy made him lose face publicly, he had to die!
Yet just as Wang Yueshan's palms were about to strike Ye Tianxuan, his figure abruptly choked.
His attack halted instantly, and he dropped to his knees on the ground.
With a retch, he spewed a large mouthful of black blood.
Lying prone on the ground, he raised his head in shock and stared at Ye Tianxuan, asking, "What did you do to me?"
Slowly pressing his boot down onto Wang Yueshan's head, Ye Tianxuan pinned him to the floor, rendering Wang Yueshan's body as limp and powerless as a puddle of mud.
"That counts as a single move, doesn't it?"