Chapter 9

"Not only did you disrupt the wedding banquet, but you also dared to injure people at the banquet, Ye Zhong, you have such audacity!"

A dazzling purple blade shadow instantly sliced through several dozen feet of space, hurtling toward where Ye Zhong stood. Even before the blade shadow arrived, Ye Zhong felt a sense of overwhelming and ruthless dominance.

Ye Zhong's pupils slightly constricted, and he inwardly nodded. It seemed that the Ye family indeed harbored hidden tigers and crouching dragons. The strong Ye family member in front of him, who looked no more than twenty years old, had clearly reached the peak of the second stage of Body Forging, the Muscle Refinement stage, and was probably only half a step away from the third stage. Moreover, the attack spirit technique he was using now was not of a low level, creating a formidable momentum.

With this thought in mind, Ye Zhong's sword slashed diagonally, just as the strong Ye family member lunged at him. The sword tip pierced his wrist from an impossible angle.

"Slap—"

With a flick of the sword, it struck the man's left cheek hard, instantly rendering him unconscious. Without pausing, Ye Zhong continued toward the seat where Su Kui was.

"Ridiculous—"

Several figures quickly darted out, intending to block Ye Zhong. However, Ye Zhong's expression remained calm, showing no change. He casually swung his long sword, and with each strike, someone would stagger back or fall to the ground, clutching their wounds and howling in pain.

As he advanced, a trail of blood spread across the ground like a stream.

Behind Ye Zhong, Liu Qingmeng's expression changed from shock to a daze. She found it hard to imagine how Ye Zhong could do such a thing. From her perspective, she could clearly see that Ye Zhong's plain and unadorned sword light was ethereal, like a hanging antelope horn, leaving no trace. Each strike inevitably drew blood, and the so-called geniuses, who were hailed as young strongmen in their respective families, were now fragile and helpless before Ye Zhong!

Liu Qingmeng felt her heart pounding, her beautiful face flushed. She subconsciously followed Ye Zhong's sword movements with her eyes, and in the end, only one thought remained in her mind!

There really was such a youth in this world! Overcoming the strong with the weak! Fighting a hundred with one! Striding a hundred steps without meeting an equal!

"Change the sword!"

Ye Zhong's calm voice echoed, startling Liu Qingmeng, whose face was flushed. She looked up and saw Ye Zhong casually slashing a so-called genius from the Su family to the ground, and his long sword shattered. Clearly, in such intense combat, ordinary iron could not last long.

Liu Qingmeng almost instinctively handed over the large bundle of swords and knives she was holding. Ye Zhong flicked his right hand, and the broken sword nailed into the thigh of a strong Ye family member, who howled in pain. Ye Zhong then casually drew a long knife and slashed forward.

"Clang—"

A crisp sound rang out, and for the first time, someone managed to block Ye Zhong's move. From the force that reverberated back, Ye Zhong sensed that the person who had acted was at the third stage of Body Forging, the Blood Transformation stage. Such a person might be the true young genius of the two major families!

"Finally, someone has blocked him?"

At this moment, Ye Wuyan, who had been tense, finally relaxed slightly. Most of those who had acted were from the Ye family, and these so-called direct-line geniuses who usually boasted in Yanjing had been utterly defeated by Ye Zhong, a mere side-branch waste. This made Ye Wuyan's face extremely embarrassed. Now that someone had finally blocked Ye Zhong, Ye Wuyan felt as if he had taken a deep breath.

"Is this person really the waste Ye Zhong, the greatest disgrace to the Ye family in a thousand years?" At this moment, a sense of powerlessness rose in Ye Wuyan's heart. The person in front of him looked like the legendary waste, but his skills were so formidable that even Ye Wuyan felt a chill.

"Brother Wuyan, your Ye family has truly produced a genius!" Su Hao also squinted, his tone devoid of any mockery. In fact, since entering the hall, Ye Zhong had only taken about thirty steps, but with each step, he had injured someone. The entire hall was now in chaos, and including the four city lord's guards he had initially felled, at least forty people had been cut down. At this moment, out of the sixty-odd people who had initially stood up, only about twenty remained standing.

"Have you noticed that he hasn't used any attack spirit techniques yet?" Su Hao's eyes carried a hint of wariness. If he was this powerful without using spirit techniques, how terrifying would he be if he did?

"His strength should be at the third stage of Body Forging, the Blood Transformation stage." Liu Han, standing to the side, said thoughtfully, his eyes gleaming with confidence in his assessment.

"Is this the Ye family waste..." Ye Wuyan also smiled bitterly, the rage in his eyes long gone, replaced by hesitation. To reach such a realm at such a young age, Ye Zhong was already a prodigy. Ye Wuyan was unsure how to deal with him.

In the center of the hall, Ye Zhong stood, his eyes narrowing as he saw his move blocked. His indifferent gaze fell on the person opposite him.

The one who had acted was not a strong Ye family member but someone from the Su family. Although he had blocked Ye Zhong's move, his face showed no arrogance, only solemnity.

"Su family..."

Ye Zhong sighed, took a step forward, and his long knife slashed through the air.

"Clang—"

A crisp sound rang out again as the Su family strongman blocked Ye Zhong's move. However, at the moment the blade and sword met, Ye Zhong's right hand trembled slightly, doubling the speed of the strike. The Su family strongman felt the pressure of the strike suddenly double.

"Crack—"

Before he could react, both the blade and the sword shattered. But Ye Zhong was prepared, and the broken blade did not retract but instead slapped the Su family strongman's wrist.

A harsh, cracking sound echoed, and the Su family strongman staggered back, his face twisted in disbelief.

"Change the sword."

This time, Liu Qingmeng was more obedient. The moment Ye Zhong's knife broke, she handed him a long green steel sword.

Ye Zhong took the sword, shook his right hand, which was numb, and his eyes showed a serious expression.

The strongman from the Su family's younger generation was a genuine third-stage Body Forging warrior, with a solid martial foundation. Moreover, his understanding of martial arts and control of power were several levels higher than the previous thirty-odd people.

Such a person could not be easily dealt with. Ye Zhong could easily handle the previous wastes, but with an opponent like the one just now, Ye Zhong knew that if not for his superior combat experience and skills, his invincible stance since entering the hall would have ended.

Fortunately, the valuable combat skills he had accumulated over years of bloody battles had not been lost due to his reincarnation.

Taking a deep breath, under the gaze of countless people, Ye Zhong did not continue forward. He simply looked down at the ground. The large red wedding invitation, still visible in the bloodstained floor, caught his eye, but he glanced at it indifferently and looked away. To the current Ye Zhong, the wedding invitation had no meaning and no binding effect on him.

Taking another deep breath, Ye Zhong looked up and saw that those still standing were the true young geniuses of the Ye and Su families. Each of them, like the Su family genius just now, had reached the third stage of Body Forging, a level that Ye Zhong could never catch up to!

A faint, indifferent smile appeared on his lips, and Ye Zhong took another step forward, determinedly heading toward where Su Kui and Su Wenqing were.

However, his indifferent smile made the remaining geniuses of the two families flinch, and they all instinctively took a step back.

"Where did Ye Zhong learn such skills? Even in Yanjing, among his peers, there are probably only a few who can match him?" Su Hao squinted, his face gradually turning grim as he watched the Su family geniuses being felled one by one. Finally, he couldn't help but snort.

Seeing the twenty-odd people who had been standing reduced to less than half in a few moments, Ye Wuyan's eyes also twitched. His gaze then fell on Ye Yufeng, who had shown no expression and continued to drink calmly.

At this moment, did the first among the Ye family's younger generation have no desire to act? Or did he also believe he had no chance of winning?

"Brother Wuyan!" Seeing another Su family genius felled, Su Hao's hand, which had been holding a wine cup, suddenly trembled, and the cup shattered into powder. "It seems that Ye Zhong is targeting my Su family's two daughters. If your Ye family doesn't discipline him, perhaps I should take action?"

As he spoke, a glint of killing intent flashed in Su Hao's eyes. Initially, he had not taken Ye Zhong seriously, but now, Ye Zhong's invincible stance made him realize that such a person, if allowed to grow, would be terrifying, unmatched among his peers! Whichever of the five major families obtained such a genius would surely change the landscape of the Great Zhou Dynasty in the coming decades! But not long ago, the Su family had kicked such a genius out, offending him deeply! A wave of regret flashed through Su Hao's heart.

If not for the wedding swap, the Su family and Ye Zhong might have had a good relationship. But now, Su Hao realized that unless Ye Zhong was killed on the spot, he would surely become a major threat to the Su family!

"Brother Su Hao, you jest. Our Ye family's children will naturally be disciplined by the Ye family!" Ye Wuyan's eyes also flickered, with killing intent and hesitation in his gaze.