Challenging and Being Challenged
"The Sword Puppet has finally escaped."
Sensing that the Sword Puppet had escaped into the sea and that its pursuit was getting weaker, Ye Chenfeng heaved a sigh of relief and smiled faintly.
Although he would be in great danger without the protection of the Sword Puppet, he felt that it was worth the risk to snatch that mysterious ancient egg.
Moreover, he was not prepared to stay in the Tower of Massacre for too long. After killing the Blood-Slaughtering Sword King and obtaining his treasures, Ye Chenfeng decided to leave Massacre City immediately.
When he was strong enough in the future and no longer feared the threat of Massacre City, he would return here.
"Kid, where are you going?"
Ye Chenfeng was just about to leave to find the Ice Fan King who had won the bid for the Sanguine Soul Grass when a cold voice entered his ears.
The silver-haired old man, who had spent more than 8,000 slaughter points because of Ye Chenfeng's competition, was looking at him coldly.
"What's the matter?"
Ye Chenfeng frowned slightly as he looked coldly at the silver-haired old man who harbored ill intentions.
"Kid, I challenge you. Do you dare to accept?"
The silver-haired old man opened his mouth, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth as he spoke provocatively.
"Challenge me?"
Hearing the silver-haired old man's words, Ye Chenfeng smiled.
The silver-haired old man was only at the peak of a level-6 Mystic Beast Ancestor. Even if he had won the bid for a top-grade Earth-level Heart-Protecting Mirror, it would not pose any threat to Ye Chenfeng.
"Kid, what are you smiling about?"
Seeing Ye Chenfeng's sudden smile, the silver-haired old man's face darkened as he asked in a low voice.
"Nothing. I accept your challenge." Ye Chenfeng smiled and readily agreed. "Let's go. How about we go to the martial arts competition now?"
"Mm …"
The silver-haired old man did not expect Ye Chenfeng to agree so readily. Looking at his relaxed appearance, he suddenly felt uneasy.
However, he repeatedly sensed Ye Chenfeng's strength and confirmed that he was only a level four Mystic Beast Ancestor. He relaxed and said coldly, "Since you're rushing to your death, I'll fulfill your wish."
"You don't know the meaning of death."
Ye Chenfeng shook his head. He could not be bothered to talk nonsense with the silver-haired old man and headed straight for the battle arena.
Because of the dispute just now, the entrance to the arena was severely damaged, but it did not affect the battle. Ye Chenfeng leaped and landed in an empty arena.
"Yes, Ice Fan King!"
Suddenly, a familiar figure entered Ye Chenfeng's eyes. He hadn't expected that his first target, the Ice Fan King, would appear in the arena instead of chasing after the Sword Puppet. He was preparing to fight someone.
Clearly, after the auction ended, many people were the same as Ye Chenfeng. They wanted to obtain the treasures they wanted through martial duels.
"Brat, it's your honor to die at my hands. For the sake of that bottle of Celestial Stone Jade, I can give you a quick death."
The silver-haired old man revealed a sinister smile as he spoke savagely. He took out a demon-headed broadsword and prepared to attack.
"Hold on …"
Ye Chenfeng suddenly spoke.
"What? Scared? But it's too late. "
The silver-haired old man sneered, believing that Ye Chenfeng had become timid.
"Ice Fan King, I'll challenge you in a moment. Do you dare accept?"
Ye Chenfeng ignored the silver-haired old man's mockery. He lightly turned around and looked at the Ice Fan King, who was exuding a sinister aura and holding a fan with a hundred beasts drawn on it.
"What? He wants to challenge the Ice Fan King?!"
The silver-haired old man's sinister smile instantly froze. His eyes widened as he stared at Ye Chenfeng as if he were looking at a monster.
A level four Mystic Beast Ancestor challenging a supreme king. If there wasn't something wrong with his head, then he had absolute confidence in his own strength.
"Could it be that this brat is pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger and actually has the strength to contend against a supreme king?"
A frightening thought appeared in the silver-haired old man's mind. The more he thought about it, the more afraid he became. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead as he somewhat regretted his rashness. He had not investigated Ye Chenfeng's true strength before blindly challenging him.
"Challenge me?"
The Ice Fan King, who was preparing to attack, was startled. He revealed a disdainful smile as he looked at Ye Chenfeng and said, "Let's talk about it after you defeat him. I truly have no interest in exchanging blows with weaklings."
"If I defeat him, do you dare accept my challenge?" The Sanguine Soul Grass was too important to Ye Chenfeng, so he persistently asked.
"Fine. If you defeat him, I'll play with you." The Ice Fan King revealed an arrogant smile as he warned, "But I won't show mercy to weaklings. If you fight with me, you'll definitely die."
"It's not certain who will die yet!" Ye Chenfeng sneered and shifted his gaze to the uneasy silver-haired old man. He coldly said, "Okay, let's begin."
"Wait, I didn't mean any harm. Please show mercy."
Sensing the sudden sharpness of Ye Chenfeng's aura, the silver-haired old man's uneasiness grew stronger and stronger.
"I won't show mercy to weaklings."
"Make your move."
Ye Chenfeng ignored the silver-haired old man's pleas. He knew very well that if he did not have absolute strength, the silver-haired old man would definitely not let him go.
"Fine, fine. You've forced my hand."
Sensing Ye Chenfeng's battle intent, the silver-haired old man knew that this battle was unavoidable. He steeled his heart and put on the top-grade Earth-tier Heart-Protecting Mirror he had obtained from the auction. A colorful poisonous spider appeared on his body.
The silver-haired old man roared and quickly fused with the spider, increasing his strength to the greatest extent. Wielding the supreme grade Earth Tool skeletal blade, he attacked Ye Chenfeng.
"Silver Wind Blade Slash!"
Streaks of white blade light slashed out continuously, sweeping towards Ye Chenfeng like a surging tide. The impenetrable blade shadows shrouded him.
Although Ye Chenfeng's realm was not as good as the silver-haired old man, his physical strength was more than a million jin, which was more terrifying than an ordinary Class Four Heavenly Beast.
Facing the silver-haired old man's soul skill attack, Ye Chenfeng did not fuse with his spiritual beast, the Double-Headed Blood Dragon King. Instead, he simply operated his Six Meridians Divine Gang to exert his physical strength to the extreme.
"Cloud Breaking Palm!"
Ye Chenfeng roared, and the strength of a million jin completely erupted. He condensed an unparalleled handprint and bombarded the falling silver wind blade slash.
Wherever the handprint went, the air exploded and the airflow surged, tearing the silver wind blade slash apart. The remaining power bombarded the silver-haired old man whose face changed drastically.
"What!"
The silver-haired old man did not expect that his strongest blade would be easily broken by Ye Chenfeng. His heart trembled, and he quickly dodged.
At the moment he dodged, a shadow flashed in front of him at an extremely fast speed. Ye Chenfeng had compressed his strength to the extreme and bombarded his chest with a punch.
"Boom!"
A loud vibration sounded from the Heart Protection Mirror he was wearing. The power of a million jin surging from Ye Chenfeng's fist forcibly penetrated the defense of the Heart Protection Mirror and surged into his body, sending him flying.
"Impossible, how can his physical strength be so terrifying?"
Having personally experienced the horror of Ye Chenfeng's strength, the silver-haired old man, who was spurting blood, was terrified. Even the low-grade Earth Tool Heart Protection Mirror could not withstand it.
Just as he opened his mouth to admit defeat, an extremely fast sword light full of perfect sword momentum flashed in front of his eyes. The sword broke through his body's defense and pierced his throat.
Suddenly, a large amount of blood spurted out, dyeing his body red.
"Soul Devouring Tactic, devour!"
In the next moment, Ye Chenfeng's body flashed and appeared behind the silver-haired old man before he died. He activated the Soul Devouring Tactic and devoured his spiritual beast, ending his life and taking away his belongings.
At this moment, the Ice Fan King had also killed his opponent with a wave of his fan. He looked at Ye Chenfeng, who had challenged him. Coincidentally, his eyes met Ye Chenfeng's, and invisible sparks surged.
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