Inside the banquet hall.
Clang!
Hamad's body slammed solidly onto the table in front of martial arts elites from ancient Egypt, the United States, and other countries.
The sturdy tabletop was smashed, and various delicacies and fine wines fell to the ground one after another, with the sound of shattering bottles echoing in the air.
Martial arts masters from various countries all changed color and looked towards the entrance of the banquet hall.
People kept cursing.
"Damn it, who did this?"
"How dare you come here and cause trouble? You're asking for it."
This sudden turn of events frightened the guests, who all left the venue.
These people were just there to have fun; they had no idea what was going on.
Ye Feng did not make things difficult for them.
He ordered Xiahou Ba and Fatty Situ to guard the banquet hall entrance and prevent anyone from entering or leaving.
When Dongfang Sheng and his group saw the luxurious banquet hall and the extremely high level of hospitality, it was a world apart from what they were used to.
Everyone was seething with anger.
He thought to himself that the ancient Egyptian martial arts world really didn't take the Great Xia martial arts world seriously; it was simply too much!
Ye Feng walked up to the top of the banquet hall with his hands behind his back, his eyes sweeping over everyone present like lightning, and coldly questioned them.
"Who is the leader of the ancient Egyptian martial arts world? Show yourself!"
A council member of the Ancient Egyptian Martial Arts Alliance, whose cultivation was at the peak of the seventh rank of Martial King, had drunk quite a bit of alcohol earlier. In his drunken state, he grabbed a wine bottle from the table and pointed it at Ye Feng's nose, cursing angrily.
"Holy crap, where did this bastard come from? Does he even know where he is...?"
puff!
Ye Feng slapped the other man's head into his neck cavity, and the terrifying energy surged in layers, causing his body to explode into a cloud of blood mist, which splattered on the faces of several of his companions.
The warm blood, filled with a pungent, metallic smell, instantly sobered everyone present, whose minds were still somewhat groggy from the alcohol.
They retreated in terror, their eyes filled with fear as they looked at Ye Feng.
The previously harmonious atmosphere of laughter and conversation has been shattered, and now it is extremely tense, filled with bloodshed and killing.
Soon someone recognized Ye Feng and exclaimed in shock.
"He, he is Ye Feng, the leader of the Blood Mist Sect, that, that demon Ye..."
The last three words were spoken in a very low voice, for fear of angering Ye Feng and being slapped to death.
The name Ye Feng represents death and fear.
The many martial artists present were so frightened that they trembled all over, wishing they could bury their heads in their crotches.
But hiding in the mud isn't a solution; someone has to step forward and explain.
As the host country, the ancient Egyptian martial arts community could not escape it.
Finally, a high-ranking figure from the ancient Egyptian martial arts world stepped forward, trembling, like a primary school student facing their homeroom teacher after making a mistake.
"Alliance Leader Ye, this is a misunderstanding. Let me explain it to you from the beginning..."
"So verbose!"
puff!
Before he could finish speaking, Ye Feng slapped him to death.
"Can't you understand what I'm saying?"
From the direction of the entrance, Fatty Situ shouted loudly from a distance.
“A bunch of country bumpkins who have never seen the world, they have to shout ‘Report!’ before they can speak to our Grand Alliance Leader.”
"Do you understand!"
Many of the high-ranking figures in the ancient Egyptian martial arts world present felt extremely aggrieved.
Beside them, a group of high-ranking martial arts figures from the United States and its many allied member states were equally indignant.
And they even have to shout "Report!"
Is this a soldier reporting to his superior?
This is outrageous!
This is an insult to the ancient Egyptian martial arts community and to everyone present.
Are you going to treat them like ordinary soldiers and reprimand them?
But no one dared to utter a sound, and the atmosphere was very tense.
They all knew perfectly well that angering Ye the Demon would mean certain death.
"Report!"
Finally, a high-ranking member of the ancient Egyptian martial arts community, steeling himself, shouted loudly.
His back was ramrod straight, just like a soldier being inspected on the parade ground.
"speak."
Ye Feng didn't even glance at the other person, and said indifferently.
"Reporting to the commander..."
When he shouted those four words, his face burned, and he wished he could disappear into the ground.
This is utterly shameful.
"Our leader is currently in a private meeting with Mr. Stark, the new leader of the American Martial Arts Federation. As for where they are, I really don't know."
During the last Eastern Martial Arts Alliance Tournament, the newly appointed leader of the American Martial Arts Alliance, Hassat, had already been killed by Ye Feng.
In short, the US martial arts world has been changing leaders very frequently lately, often killing them before they even have a chance to settle in.
Where are the Forty Bandits?
The other person's eyes flickered, and they quickly replied.
"This... I... I really don't know..."
Ye Feng slapped him unconscious, then used the Soul Searching Technique.
Only then did they learn that this person was an elder of the Ancient Egyptian Martial Arts Alliance, the highest-ranking among the group of ancient Egyptian martial artists, much higher than the one who had just greeted Ye Feng and Hamed.
But he really didn't know where the leader of the alliance was entertaining Stark, the leader of the American Martial Arts Federation.
These people present were merely Stark's entourage.
Ye Feng slapped him to death.
There are numerous instances of his outrageous behavior in his mind's memory; keeping him around would be a scourge on the martial arts world.
Subsequently, Ye Feng killed all the ancient Egyptian warriors present who had committed heinous crimes.
As for the members of the martial arts alliances from the United States, Japan, and the United Kingdom, they were all killed without hesitation.
They huddled together, discussing how to deal with the martial arts world of Great Xia, who deserved to die.
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