You Asked for This Yourself!

He could tolerate being put in a group with a lowborn nobody like Xu Ye.

For Lin Yuyan's sake, he could endure it.

But why should this brat be made the leader?

He refused to accept it!

What right did he have to order him around?

Hearing Zhao Heng's words, Xu Ye said nothing.

Du Yuanxiu frowned slightly. This young master was nothing but trouble.

He immediately fixed Zhao Heng with a stare. "What do you want?"

"I want to be the leader!" Zhao Heng glanced at Xu Ye, then said, "What right does he have to command me?"

Du Yuanxiu looked at Xu Ye. "What do you think?"

Xu Ye smiled faintly. "What a coincidence. I don't think he's fit to command me either."

Xu Ye was not the sort of person who liked fighting for power and profit.

But he also understood the importance of power.

And he knew even better that letting Zhao Heng command him would lead to nothing good.

Zhao Heng laughed angrily at that. "I'm not qualified to command you?"

Xu Ye nodded. "That's right!"

"Then let's fight. Whoever wins becomes the leader. How about it?" Zhao Heng sneered.

They were both at the sixth level of Meridian Opening. He did not believe he was weaker than Xu Ye.

This was the perfect chance to teach this brat a lesson.

As for Xu Ye's record of killing one hundred and twenty demons in a single hour, Zhao Heng was certain he had cheated.

He simply had no proof.

"I agree." Xu Ye's eyes immediately lit up.

He had wanted to slap Zhao Heng around for a long time.

He had just never found the chance.

Now this guy had come knocking on his own door, so he could not blame Xu Ye.

Du Yuanxiu smiled faintly at the sight and readily agreed. "Since you'll be working together from now on, settle it yourselves."

"But let me make this clear first: stop at the right point."

"Don't worry! I definitely won't beat this brat to death." Zhao Heng sneered coldly.

Xu Ye smiled as well, but he wasted no words.

Suddenly, Xu Ye took a step forward, moving with incredible speed.

In almost the blink of an eye, he was in front of Zhao Heng.

"You—" Zhao Heng had not even reacted yet.

Xu Ye raised his leg and viciously kicked Zhao Heng in the chest.

"Ah!" With a miserable scream, Zhao Heng felt as though a massive hammer had smashed into his chest. He could not even catch his breath.

His entire body flew sideways, crashing hard onto the ground.

Xu Ye had moved too quickly. Even Lin Yuyan had failed to react.

By the time everyone came to their senses, Zhao Heng was already lying on the ground, clutching his chest and letting out low groans of agony.

"This..."

Everyone was dumbfounded by the sight.

None of them had expected Xu Ye to attack so abruptly.

That looked like it hurt terribly!

Even Du Yuanxiu and Lü Tao could not help baring their teeth. Xu Ye really dared to hit hard!

Xu Ye smiled faintly. "The winner has been decided."

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched at those words.

Zhao Heng stopped screaming as well. Xu Ye had controlled his kick well; it would not injure Zhao Heng, but it would make him suffer horribly.

As a result, it took him quite a while to recover.

Though his chest still hurt terribly, fury had clouded his mind even more.

He roared at Xu Ye, "Brat, you can't afford to play fair! You actually launched a sneak attack?"

Xu Ye gave a faint smile. "If you ran into demons someday and they wanted to kill you, would you still be polite with them?"

"You..." Zhao Heng was left speechless, but he had suffered such a huge loss.

And in front of Lin Yuyan, no less. He felt utterly humiliated. He could not let this stand.

"Damn it, that doesn't count! I wasn't ready yet. Again!" Zhao Heng growled, his face full of rage.

He struggled, trying to get back up and continue fighting.

He believed he had only suffered because he had been caught unprepared by Xu Ye's sneak attack.

In a head-on fight, he refused to believe he could not defeat Xu Ye.

Du Yuanxiu and Lü Tao both rubbed their foreheads at the sight.

What kind of strength did Xu Ye possess?

And this guy still wanted another round?

Wasn't he just asking to be beaten?

Still, neither of them spoke up to stop him.

He had brought this upon himself. They could not be bothered to interfere.

Xu Ye smiled too. "You asked for this yourself!"

Whoosh!

The moment his words fell, Xu Ye shot forward. In the blink of an eye, he was before Zhao Heng again.

"Fuck!" Zhao Heng had not even gotten up when his vision blurred. He had no time to react at all.

With a thud, his chest took another kick.

Xu Ye still held back appropriately with this kick.

Zhao Heng screamed again, nearly passing out from the pain.

This time, Xu Ye did not stop. He clenched his fist and smashed it viciously into Zhao Heng's face.

With a thud, Zhao Heng's face twisted to one side, and a streak of blood flowed out.

Xu Ye asked excitedly, "Do you yield?"

Zhao Heng said nothing.

With another thud, Xu Ye slammed down another punch.

There was no technique to it. He did not even use his full strength.

It was simply fist after fist, every blow landing solidly on flesh.

It would not seriously injure him, but the pain was unbearable.

"Do you yield?"

Every time Xu Ye threw a punch, he asked the same question.

As if he were punching a sandbag.

Zhao Heng felt incomparably aggrieved.

Why?

Why did Xu Ye attack before he was even ready?

This was unfair!

Though he was extremely unwilling to submit, the pain coursing through his body was real.

Seeing Xu Ye's fist about to fall again,

Zhao Heng cursed wildly inside!

Fuck this!

Never mind whether I yield or not—can you at least let me speak?

Finding a gap between Xu Ye's attacks, Zhao Heng hurriedly raised a hand and said in utter humiliation, "Stop hitting me! I yield! I yield!"

Fuck, it hurts like hell!

Xu Ye looked regretful at the sight.

Why was this guy so soft?

He was backing down already?

What a poor beating he could take.

Still, Xu Ye was quite satisfied.

This time, he had really beaten someone to his heart's content.

Who told this guy to have such a foul mouth before?

People like him deserved to be punched in the mouth.

"Hiss..."

At that moment, Lin Yuyan and the other two sharply sucked in a breath.

Xu Ye really hit hard!

Just watching made them feel the pain themselves.

Their own mouths even seemed to ache.

Because one side of Zhao Heng's face was now swollen high into the air.

It looked extremely uneven.

Xu Ye rose from Zhao Heng, then clapped his hands. "So, no problem with me commanding you now, right?"

Zhao Heng's face was full of grievance. It was obvious that he had submitted in words but not in his heart. Gritting his teeth, he said, "No problem!"

Yet inwardly, he cursed!

Damn brat!

Just you wait!

Sooner or later, I'll make you pay it back double.

Only then did Xu Ye wave a hand and look at Du Yuanxiu. "Sir, it's settled."

Du Yuanxiu's mouth twitched upon hearing that.

Of course he knew Xu Ye would not have any problem.

After all, he knew Xu Ye's strength.

But he truly had not expected Xu Ye to be this ruthless.

After a moment, Du Yuanxiu took a breath and looked at Xu Ye. "In that case, the three of you will form a group and take charge of patrolling Outer City North Street."

"You will handle all matters there involving demons, and Xu Ye will report directly to me."

"Outer City North Street..." Xu Ye froze slightly at those words.

Wasn't that the street where he currently lived with his younger sister?

Du Yuanxiu had actually assigned him there?

If Du Yuanxiu had not arranged it deliberately, Xu Ye would never believe it!

After all, being responsible for that area meant he would be close to his younger sister.

Just as expected!

His father's old friend was still looking out for him at every turn.