Slaying Wang Hai

"Who am I?"

"Remember this fist?"

After Wang Hai descended from his Flying Sword, Ye Fei smiled calmly, clenched his right hand into a fist, and waved it at him.

"Ye Fei?"

"How is that possible?"

"Don't you lack a Spiritual Root? How did you reach the seventh layer of Qi Refining so quickly?"

When Wang Hai saw that the person standing before him was Ye Fei, disbelief filled his face.

"What? Scared?"

Ye Fei pursed his lips.

"Bullshit. You're only at the seventh layer of Qi Refining. In my eyes, you're still an ant."

"Today, I'll avenge that punch from a year ago."

Wang Hai narrowed his eyes, a glimmer of murderous intent surfacing in his gaze as his fists involuntarily clenched.

Ye Fei's punch a year ago had subjected him to utter humiliation, costing him all his dignity in front of Liu Qianqian.

"Revenge?"

"Hmph. You'll need the ability to pull it off first."

"A year ago, I knocked you flat with one punch. Today, I can still make you kneel and beg for mercy."

Ye Fei snorted, his voice growing colder.

If someone asked whom he hated most in his entire life, who would it be?

Without question, it was Wang Hai.

If not for Wang Hai, he and Liu Qianqian might have gotten together long ago.

"Your cultivation isn't much, but you certainly talk big."

"Today, I'll show you that an ant will always be an ant. No matter how fat it grows, it's still just a crawling bug."

Wang Hai's expression turned savage. He extended his right hand and took out a Long Ruler.

The Long Ruler was about three feet long, shaped like a sword but without an edge. Jet-black throughout, it was a Supreme-Grade Dharma Artifact.

Seeing Wang Hai produce a Magic Treasure, Ye Fei said no more. With a stir of his divine sense, he took out his own longsword.

They stood fifty feet apart, staring at each other across the gap, their eyes filled with fighting spirit.

"One ruler sweeps across!"

Wang Hai shouted and attacked first.

With a turn of his wrist, he swept the Long Ruler through the air toward Ye Fei.

The Long Ruler surged forth with the momentum of a rainbow. The instant he swung it, it rapidly grew longer and larger, reaching some sixty feet in length and three inches in thickness in the blink of an eye.

Like a flying slab of iron, it slammed toward Ye Fei.

Watching the enormous ruler sweep toward him, Ye Fei narrowed his eyes. True Qi surged through his body and gathered in his right arm.

"Sweeping the Four Directions!"

Ye Fei abruptly stepped half a pace forward with his right leg and drove his foot down. At the same time, he gave a low shout and slashed his longsword fiercely forward.

Ye Fei had immediately unleashed the Third Sword of the Nine Leaning Luo Swords.

It was the most powerful sword strike he could currently perform.

The power of this strike could rival that of a cultivator at the Qi Refining Ninth Layer.

He wanted Wang Hai to taste what it felt like to be brutalized.

Boom!

In an instant, sword and ruler collided. Sparks flew, smoke and dust billowed around them, and a tremendous explosion rang out.

Wang Hai's body flew backward like a hurled stone and crashed heavily to the ground.

Pfft! Pfft!

Immediately afterward, he spat out two mouthfuls of blood, his face turning deathly pale.

Ye Fei, by contrast, remained where he stood, his expression calm. Only his right hand trembled slightly.

He had suffered no real injury.

"How is that possible?"

"You're just an ant! How did you become so strong?"

Faced with such a stark disparity, Wang Hai struggled up from the ground, his face filled with disbelief.

"I told you, a year ago, I knocked you flat with one punch. Today, I can still make you kneel and beg for mercy."

Ye Fei smiled disdainfully, his gaze brimming with contempt as he looked at Wang Hai.

"I won't accept this!"

Wang Hai's eyes were bloodshot, his expression savage.

Ye Fei's sword strike had dealt him far too great a blow.

Ye Fei, whom he had always regarded as an ant and whose cultivation was lower than his, had actually grievously wounded him with a single strike.

To him, this was a humiliation, just like that punch a year ago.

"Can't take it already?"

Ye Fei shook his head lightly, pointed at Wang Hai, and continued:

"Ever since you were a child, you've been the young master of Hidden Dragon Village. Who dared offend you?"

"Do you know how many people you've called trash, how many you've called ants?"

"I don't think you do!"

"Because you don't care. You think it's only natural."

"All those people endured your insults. Yet you can't endure one punch and one sword strike?"

Ye Fei spoke with mockery written all over his face.

"You are trash. You deserve my insults. Even so, do you dare fight back?"

"Hahaha! You don't! In this world, the weak are meat for the strong. My Wang Household has a Core Formation expert. Who among you dares cross us?"

"So what if you're stronger than me? Do you dare kill me?"

"You don't!"

"Hahaha! I refuse to believe there's anyone in this world who isn't afraid of death."

After hearing Ye Fei's words, Wang Hai showed not the slightest remorse. Instead, he burst into arrogant laughter.

"I don't dare?"

"Then shall we try again?"

Ye Fei spoke coldly.

"Bring it on! You think I'm afraid of an ant like you?"

Wang Hai wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then grinned savagely and exchanged the longsword in his hand for a Spirit Artifact Longsword.

After switching weapons, he even waved the spirit sword in front of Ye Fei.

The gesture was blatant provocation.

"You think I don't have one?"

Ye Fei smiled disdainfully and brushed his right hand over his Storage Pouch. Two Spirit Artifact Longswords flew out, landing in his left and right hands respectively.

Seeing Ye Fei actually produce two Spirit Artifacts, Wang Hai's heart quivered, and he froze on the spot.

He knew he would not be able to turn things around this time.

He simply could not understand how someone as insignificant as an ant could change so much in just over a year.

"Come on!"

"Use your strongest strike!"

Ye Fei suddenly shouted at Wang Hai.

The shout came so abruptly that Wang Hai jerked in fright, nearly dropping the spirit sword in his hand.

"I'll fight you to the death!"

Realizing how pathetic he looked, Wang Hai could bear it no longer. With a shout, he swung his sword and slashed toward Ye Fei.

"You're utterly useless."

Ye Fei smiled disdainfully and met the attack with a single slash, unleashing the Third Sword of the Nine Leaning Luo Swords-Sweeping the Four Directions.

Clang!

As the sound of the clash rang out, Wang Hai's body flew backward once again and slammed heavily to the ground.

He spat out several mouthfuls of blood in succession. Despite trying several times, he could not get back up.

Ye Fei remained just as he had before. This time, even his arm did not tremble.

Against this sword strike,

Wang Hai had once again been defeated.

"Well? Did this ant surprise you?"

"You're not even as good as the ant you called me. Is there any point in you staying alive?"

Holding his spirit sword, Ye Fei walked toward Wang Hai as he spoke.

"You... what are you going to do?"

"You can't kill me! If you kill me, my great-uncle won't let you off. He'll make you join me in the grave!"

As Ye Fei drew closer, Wang Hai's mind shook with terror. His entire body trembled uncontrollably, and a puddle of yellow liquid spread beneath him.

He had wet himself in fright.

"Didn't you say everyone fears death?"

"And that fear of death means no one dares do anything to you?"

"Then today, I'll tell you: I-am-not-afraid!"

Coming to a stop before Wang Hai, Ye Fei gave a wicked smile. After loudly declaring "I am not afraid," he raised his sword and brought it down, severing Wang Hai's head.

The moment Wang Hai's head fell, Ye Fei suddenly felt his body grow lighter, his whole being far more invigorated.

He had a feeling that the cultivation bottleneck he had encountered before no longer existed.

"You... you actually dared to kill Senior Brother Wang Hai."

Having witnessed Wang Hai's death with his own eyes, Chen Shi stared at Ye Fei in terror.

"He's already dead. What's there to be afraid of?"

"As for you, you'd better honestly tell me why you stayed in Hidden Dragon Village."

Ye Fei gave a wicked smile. As he put away Wang Hai's Storage Pouch and spirit sword, his figure flashed, and in the next instant, he appeared beside Chen Shi.