Chapter 4

Old dog?

Numerous gazes instantly shifted to Ye Han, the entire square was so quiet that a pin drop could be heard. 520 official website

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No one expected that at this moment, Ye Han would suddenly speak, daring to address the esteemed Ye Family Patriarch in such a manner?

"Personally digging out my Heavenly Python War Bones, the lowly servant Ye Zixuan also personally crippled my Sea of Qi. Do you even deserve to issue commands here and pass judgment on me?"

"Ye Han, by a stroke of luck, I did not perish, this hatred is hard to erase. If you and your daughter do not perish, my heart will not be at peace."

Ye Han took a step forward, his face cold and grim: "Today, I will battle you and your daughter. Life and death are unpredictable, let us leave it to fate."

Everyone was stunned. What was going on?

A crippled heir, suddenly challenging the esteemed Ye Family Patriarch? No, and even the Ye Zixuan who had the Heavenly Python War Body?

The heads of various families and the City Lord's Li Xuan all had relaxed expressions, watching this scene with great interest.

Ye Han's words seemed to hint at some hidden story, but whether they were true or not was not the main concern; they were happy to see the Ye Family in trouble.

"Nonsense, shut up!"

Ye Yangfu was furious, and beside him, Ye Zixuan's face was grim.

They had always considered him a mere cripple, not worth their attention. Who knew Ye Han would suddenly act so arrogantly and tyrannically, as if he had gone mad?

"Father, this Ye Han is spouting nonsense, not knowing his own limits. Let me personally execute him as a warning, when did a mere servant dare to challenge the family head?" Ye Zixuan stepped forward, locking onto Ye Han.

"Ye Zixuan, an eye for an eye!" Ye Han was filled with killing intent.

"Ye Han, come back quickly..." The woman in the wheelchair hurriedly spoke, but it was too late, the two figures had already clashed.

Boom!!

Ye Han's body trembled, his Primordial Energy surged, and a tyrannical aura surged through his right arm, delivering a powerful punch.

Ye Zixuan was protected by a golden light, her Heavenly Python War Body enhancing her, making her punch extremely fierce.

At the Eighth Level of the Primordial Gathering Realm, Ye Zixuan had just obtained the Heavenly Python War Body and had already broken through to the Eighth Level of the Primordial Gathering Realm?

Unfortunately, even at the same level, the gap was enormous.

At the moment of impact, Ye Zixuan let out a muffled groan, her entire body was pushed back dozens of steps, her blood boiling and surging.

"What?"

Ye Zixuan's expression changed drastically.

"Eight Extremes Explosive Fist!"

Ye Han's fingers curled, he roared and punched Ye Zixuan again.

Although the Eight Extremes Explosive Fist was a common human-level fist technique that anyone in the Yan Yang Academy could learn, it was highly practical. With sufficient Primordial Energy support, it could unleash tremendous power.

"Divine Crane Sword Qi!"

Ye Zixuan did not dare to be careless, she quickly drew her sword from her waist, executing a flexible sword technique.

Sword Qi surged, the trajectory was profound and elegant, and with the enhancement of the Heavenly Python War Body, the sword qi became even more tyrannical, its power increasing several times over.

People coveted various divine bodies, war bodies, and imperial bodies because each "special constitution" had different advantages, enhancing a martial artist's combat power and potential...

Although Ye Zixuan had only recently reached the Eighth Level of the Primordial Gathering Realm, with the enhancement of her constitution, her combat power had already surpassed that of veteran Eighth Level Primordial Gathering Realm experts.

Suddenly, a large area of sword qi was shattered.

Ye Han, like a fierce tiger, leaped forward, his fists raining down like a storm, utterly devastating.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!!

Fist light clashed with sword, his fists were like iron, the sound of metal clashing continuously, with eight consecutive explosions.

"What? Achieving eight force explosions at the Eighth Level of the Primordial Gathering Realm! A genius." A few teachers from the Yan Yang Academy exchanged glances, all of them shocked.

Although the Eight Extremes Explosive Fist was simple, achieving eight force explosions was extremely difficult, requiring an outrageous amount of Primordial Energy. Many Ninth Level Primordial Gathering Realm martial artists could not even achieve this.

The final explosion landed, and with a bang, Ye Zixuan's long sword was knocked away.

"Die!"

Rushing to Ye Zixuan, Ye Han's eyes were merciless, and he punched towards her heart.

An indescribable fear spread through her heart, seeing the punch coming, Ye Zixuan panicked and instinctively twisted her body to avoid it.

Unfortunately, it was useless. At such close range, even a Divine Power Realm expert could not avoid such a tyrannical punch.

Boom...

Fist light exploded, although Ye Zixuan barely avoided her heart, her shoulder bone shattered, and her Primordial Energy was almost completely dissipated. Her body flew back three feet and fell to the ground, groaning in pain, blood gushing out.

"Worthless!"

Without any hesitation, Ye Han directly punched Ye Zixuan's Sea of Qi.

You crippled my Sea of Qi, I will repay you in kind, making you experience the despair of losing years of hard cultivation.

"Zixuan... Ye Han, you are courting death."

Ye Yangfu, filled with grief and anger, rushed over, no longer caring about maintaining his dignity.

He did not know why Ye Han, whose Sea of Qi had been destroyed, could recover and even advance, but he knew his daughter Ye Zixuan was on the brink of death.

"Good, Ye Yangfu, I will kill you with my own hands." Ye Han let out a long cry, full of confidence.

After cultivating the Nine Heavens Dragon Control Technique, Ye Han found that his Primordial Energy at the Eighth Level of the Primordial Gathering Realm was hundreds of times more robust than that of ordinary people, incredibly thick and powerful.

A normal Eighth Level Primordial Gathering Realm martial artist could not be his match, and even with the enhancement of the war body, Ye Zixuan was no exception.

Although Ye Yangfu was a Ninth Level Primordial Gathering Realm expert, his Primordial Energy was at most ten times that of an Eighth Level, and Ye Han was not afraid at all.

When the two clashed, Ye Yangfu felt an overwhelming force, as if his attack had hit a massive rock, unable to budge it.

Ye Han was not just stronger in realm and Primordial Energy; the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon aura from the Nine Realms Dragon Suppressing Tower within him continuously nourished his flesh and soul.

Although the dragon bones had not yet formed, and the dragon body had not yet appeared, his flesh and blood had been tempered and enhanced by the dragon aura, making him extremely powerful and resilient, even a Ninth Level expert like Ye Yangfu found it hard to injure him.

"How can you be so strong?" Ye Yangfu was dumbfounded.

He had personally dug out Ye Han's bones and witnessed his daughter destroying Ye Han's Sea of Qi. Ye Han should be lucky to be alive at this moment.

"Eight Extremes Explosive Fist!"

Ye Han attacked again, the same fist technique, still with eight consecutive force explosions.

During their fierce battle, Ye Yangfu's Primordial Energy surged into Ye Han's body, eroding his limbs and organs, impacting his meridians.

The Ninth Level of the Primordial Gathering Realm was a qualitative change, with Primordial Energy increasing by ten times, and the flesh and bones being repeatedly tempered by Primordial Energy, the foundation was astonishing, and every movement was a manifestation of absolute power, incredibly formidable.

However, today, Ye Yangfu felt no advantage from his Ninth Level Primordial Gathering Realm. His power surging into Ye Han's body had no effect at all.

Ye Han's flesh and bones were incredibly resilient, and his Primordial Energy was too robust. Ye Yangfu's power entering his body was immediately overwhelmed by Ye Han's own Primordial Energy, having no impact. At least a top-tier Divine Power Realm expert would be needed to inflict any injury on him.

Punch after punch, Ye Han attacked wildly, seemingly never tiring, feeling incredibly exhilarated.

Gradually, Ye Yangfu became like a whetstone, allowing Ye Han to practice the Eight Extremes Explosive Fist.

Spit...

After countless punches, at a certain moment, Ye Yangfu was suddenly pushed back, spewing a mouthful of blood.

"Old dog, you dug out my war bones, now it's time to pay."

Ye Han roared and charged forward, delivering a wildly violent punch to Ye Yangfu's Sea of Qi.