"You!"
Seeing Third Steward Miao Tong blasted to death by Ye Zhen, Second Island Master Yang Beng was so furious that even his fingers trembled.
The main reason was that Third Steward Miao Tong had been so handy to use. He was usually quite adept at reading people's expressions; many things did not even need to be spoken aloud before Miao Tong took the initiative to handle them first. He had been exceptionally convenient.
Most importantly, this Second Island Master had already swallowed his pride and tried to mediate, wanting to spare Miao Tong's life. Yet Ye Zhen had still brazenly slain Miao Tong before his very eyes, before so many people.
Not only had he brazenly killed him, he had even directly blasted Miao Tong's Innate Soul to pieces!
In that instant, Second Island Master Yang Beng felt utterly humiliated. He immediately pointed at Ye Zhen in the sky and began cursing loudly.
"Sea-Quelling, time and again, you have slain the martial artists of Yin Yang Island. What do you mean by this? Are you trying to start a war?" As he cursed, practically tangible killing intent surged wildly forth, directly dispersing the smoke and dust hanging in midair!
At this, Ye Zhen merely sneered.
"Island Master Yang, I find this truly strange! Before the challenge, your Third Steward Miao Tong kept saying that he would kill me on the spot, and even requested in advance that if he did kill me on the spot, my brothers should not seek trouble with him!
"If he wanted to kill me, the Great Sage of Sea Quelling, in a challenge, that was the rule of the martial world. If he could kill me, that was his skill! Thus, though he declared that he would kill me, my elder brother and the