The Xuan Yu Pavilion man who had been rescued by Ye Xingchen stared at Ye Xingchen in horror: "Who exactly are you?"
"Ye Xingchen." The sword intent in Ye Xingchen's eyes slowly faded.
“My name is Yuan Hao, a member of Xuan Yu Pavilion. Na San Shao colluded with the Japanese to steal national treasures. There’s something in his possession that I must take with me,” the man said.
"Then let's follow." Ye Xingchen's Crimson Cloud disappeared from his hand, and he strode forward.
Yuan Hao followed without hesitation.
In the largest main hall of the Wangfu Feng villa, a middle-aged man in his forties suddenly opened his eyes.
"Master, what's wrong?" Na San Shao, sitting in his wheelchair, asked hurriedly.
"Such a powerful killing intent, such refined sword energy." The glint in the middle-aged man's eyes slowly faded. "Is this the Ye Xingchen you spoke of?"
This middle-aged man's strength had reached the Heavenly Realm. With every gesture he made, he was already in harmony with the Heavenly Dao, and there were even faint signs of him breaking through to the Great Celestial Phenomenon.
"Yes, that's Ye Xingchen, Master. He's the one who broke my legs. If I hadn't had no other choice, I wouldn't have dared to break your seclusion and ask you to come out."
Na San Shao's eyes were bloodshot. His restoration was not yet complete, and Ye Xingchen had broken both his legs. This was something he could not accept.
"Hehe, to encounter such an opponent right after leaving seclusion, not bad." Hong Qihai closed his eyes again: "Let's wait for him to come. It's been a long time since I used my Thunderfire Technique."
Hong Qihai was quite talented. He had already become a master of the Heavenly Realm ten years ago and was famous throughout the martial arts world for his master's Thunderfire Technique.
This three-year seclusion is aimed at breaking through the Heavenly Realm, then the Great Celestial Phenomenon, and cultivating the legendary Four Realms of Celestial Phenomenon.
"Third Young Master..." Just then, a subordinate rushed over, looking flustered.
"What is it?" Na San Shao opened his eyes.
"The Shadow Guard... wiped out." The subordinate's voice was panicked: "Ye Xingchen is already heading this way."
"Even my Shadow Guards couldn't stop him?" Na San Shao's pupils suddenly dilated.
As soon as he finished speaking, boom... the interior door suddenly shattered into several pieces, and Ye Xingchen stepped in.
“Ye Xingchen…” Na San Shao’s eyes were bloodshot, his hands gripping the edge of the wheelchair so tightly that the wheelchair was deformed.
"Hey, Third Young Master Na, nice wheelchair." Ye Xingchen said with a mocking expression, "I'll give you a pair of crutches another day."
"You, surnamed Ye, actually dare to come. My master is here today. Since you're here, then leave your life behind," Na San Shao sneered.
"Whether I live or die depends on whether your master has the ability." Ye Xingchen glanced sideways at Hong Qihai.
Hong Qihai's eyes remained slightly closed, as if he were meditating. Only when Ye Xingchen looked over did he let out a hum and slowly open his eyes, appearing unfathomable.
"Young man, you have such strength at such a young age, you certainly have the right to be arrogant."
Hong Qihai sat calmly in his chair, glancing sideways at Ye Xingchen: "Today I'm going to teach you a lesson and show you how to be humble."
"Then should I thank you?" Ye Xingchen raised an eyebrow: "You are also a well-known master of internal martial arts, having entered the Heavenly Realm ten years ago."
"Although your strength isn't top-tier, you still hold a place in the martial arts world. Is it really appropriate to aid and abet evil like this?"
“Yuanwu is my apprentice. He was bullied, so it’s not wrong for his master to stand up for him.”
Hong Qihai slowly stood up: "Boy, I won't make things difficult for you. You broke my disciple's two legs, so you should break your own limbs and dissipate your true energy. Let's just call it even."
"What if I don't do as I say?" Ye Xingchen looked up at Hong Qihai.
"Then I'm sorry, I can only break your limbs and personally cripple your cultivation, turning you into a cripple." Hong Qihai sneered, "Junior, you have no right to bargain with me."
"I really don't understand why you're going to such lengths to protect that good-for-nothing Na Sanshao?" Ye Xingchen shook his head.
He smiled slightly: "You've just come out of seclusion, haven't you? I see a sudden burst of spiritual light on your body, and your primordial meridians are vaguely formed. This is a sign that you are about to break through to the Great Celestial Phenomenon stage."
"If it weren't for Young Master Na, who forced you out of seclusion, you would have definitely broken through to the Celestial Phenomenon realm within three months. It's a pity that this break has caused you to lose all interest in the Great Dao and never have the chance to enter the Celestial Phenomenon realm again."
"Nonsense." Hong Qihai's expression changed.
"Whether I'm talking nonsense or not, only God knows." Ye Xingchen stared at Na Sanshao: "I remember saying that if you have any problems, come at me, don't try to mess with the people around me."
"You colluded with the Japanese and had Chu Xiang kidnap Xin Xin. Do you think what I'm saying is nonsense?"
"Haha, Ye Xingchen, you're just a country bumpkin. My ancestor held the highest rank in the martial arts and was a commander of the Imperial Guards. What makes you think you can compare to me?"
Na San Shao roared, "Today I'll show you that a mongrel is still a mongrel. Even if he got lucky and rose to power, you still can't compare to me."
"Crazy." Ye Xingchen cursed, "Hong Qihai, let's not waste any more time, let's begin."
"Hehe, okay." Hong Qihai gently pressed his right hand on the table, and his true energy sank.
With a whoosh, a teacup on the table suddenly flew up, spinning rapidly with the help of his inner energy. He waved his right hand and shouted, "Go!"
With a snap, the teacup in mid-air shattered into more than ten pieces, leaving a trail in the air as it hurtled towards Ye Xingchen.
Hong Qihai is a true master of the Heavenly Realm, and has been famous for ten years. His combat experience is astonishing. He can kill several second- or third-rate martial artists with a casual slap on a teacup.
Ye Xingchen slowly raised his right hand and slapped back.
The countless porcelain shards vanished instantly, and at the same time, with a flick of his right hand, more than ten leaves flew out from the bonsai behind him, transforming into more than ten green shadows that retaliated.
Hong Qihai deftly deflected Ye Xingchen's attack with a wave of his hand, and the two had already tested each other's strengths and weaknesses in a single move.
"You're so young and you're already at the Heavenly Realm. No wonder you have the strength to challenge me. Kid, who is your master?" Hong Qihai became serious.
"Don't worry, I'm all alone, without any teacher or sect. You don't need to worry about your sect seeking revenge if you hurt me," Ye Xingchen mocked. "Show me your true strength and fight me."
"Hehe, very arrogant, I like it." Hong Qihai laughed loudly: "The room is too small, let's go out and fight."
As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step forward, his figure flashed, leaving a trail of afterimages in mid-air, and he was already outside.
"Cloud Goose Step, excellent lightness skill." Ye Xingchen smiled slightly, and in a flash, he was already inside.
It was already past midnight, and a crescent moon hung high in the sky. Without further ado, the two began to fight.
Both were at the Heavenly Realm level, using leaves as weapons and their breath to injure people.
In an instant, white mist filled the small garden outside, and leaves fluttered down. In just a moment, Ye Xingchen and Hong Qihai had exchanged a hundred moves.
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