Chapter 85

**Bang!**

In the ancient temple, Ye Qiu's body flew out, landing on the ground. He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. He had no time to tend to his injuries but instead stared in horror at Dong Chen.

This enemy was extremely difficult to deal with!

During their initial exchange, Ye Qiu had used a barrage of attacks to suppress Dong Chen, but to his surprise, after just two minutes, he was sent flying by Dong Chen.

If it were just a matter of physical prowess, Ye Qiu was not afraid of Dong Chen; in fact, he was confident he could take him down.

However, Dong Chen's martial arts were extremely bizarre. Even when he thought he had blocked an attack, Dong Chen's fist would suddenly rotate 180 degrees, catching Ye Qiu off guard.

"Do you think the leader of the Jiangzhou branch is just a figurehead? If I didn't have some skills, would I dare to lure you into a trap?"

Dong Chen looked at Ye Qiu, a cold and murderous intent in his eyes, and said, "None of you will leave here alive today."

Ye Qiu remained silent, his mind racing to think of a way to counter Dong Chen's bizarre martial arts.

At that moment, the Dragon King's voice rang out beside him: "Xiao Ye, the only way to defeat any martial art is to be faster."

Hearing these words, Ye Qiu was initially stunned, but then he repeated them softly to himself, and his eyes suddenly brightened.

"I understand, thank you, Dragon King."

*Whoosh!*

As soon as Ye Qiu finished speaking, he took the initiative, his body becoming a blur as he charged at Dong Chen like lightning.

"Seeking death on your own!" Dong Chen sneered at Ye Qiu's actions and struck out with a palm toward Ye Qiu's shoulder.

However, the palm missed.

Huh?

Dong Chen was slightly taken aback, not expecting his surefire strike to miss Ye Qiu.

But at that moment, Ye Qiu had already circled around to Dong Chen's back and delivered a powerful punch.

*Bang!*

The punch hit Dong Chen's back.

The force of the impact sent Dong Chen stumbling forward, nearly falling flat on his face.

After landing his blow, Ye Qiu continued his attack.

Strike while the iron is hot.

Ye Qiu unleashed a barrage of attacks on Dong Chen.

In a battle between experts, every second counts. Sometimes, a single moment of hesitation can turn the tide from offense to defense.

Dong Chen's rhythm was completely disrupted, and he could only defend passively. Before long, he was severely injured.

"Enough!"

Dong Chen roared and swung a powerful punch at Ye Qiu.

At that instant, a massive force surged from his back, and Dong Chen's body flew out like a soccer ball.

*Crash!*

His body hit the ground with a heavy thud, raising a cloud of dust. Dong Chen felt as if his entire body was falling apart. Before he could get up, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that Ye Qiu's foot was aiming for his groin.

If that foot landed, it would mean the end of his lineage.

"Get lost!"

Dong Chen, enraged, rolled quickly on the ground and kicked Ye Qiu's legs with a powerful kick.

Suddenly, Ye Qiu's figure disappeared.

Where did he go?

Dong Chen didn't have time to think. He immediately pushed himself up with one hand, spun in the air, and kicked out.

He thought Ye Qiu was behind him.

During their previous exchanges, Ye Qiu had a habit of quickly circling around to his back and launching attacks.

*Bang.*

To his surprise, the kick missed again.

What's going on?

Dong Chen was confused.

"Looking for me? I'm right here." Ye Qiu's voice sounded beside him.

Dong Chen quickly turned his head and saw a large shoe sole coming straight for his face, leaving him no time to dodge.

*Slap!*

*Crack!*

His facial bones shattered.

Dong Chen felt a sharp pain in his face.

Of course, this injury was nothing to him, but Ye Qiu's actions had thoroughly enraged him.

If you want to fight, just fight. Why step on my face?

"Ah..." Dong Chen roared in anger, preparing to get up, but he sensed another gust of wind approaching his face.

Damn, again!

"Die!" Dong Chen punched out with all his might.

Ye Qiu quickly retreated. He had intended to finish off the wounded enemy, but he didn't expect Dong Chen to react so quickly even after being injured.

Dong Chen stood up, his eyes fixed on Ye Qiu, as if he wanted to swallow him alive.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I thought the leader of the Jiangzhou branch was more formidable. Looks like you're just as weak. How does it feel to have your face stepped on?"

Ye Qiu deliberately provoked Dong Chen, smiling.

"Hmph, I was just careless. Otherwise, I wouldn't have let you get away with it."

Dong Chen was almost driven mad with anger.

At his age, it was the first time he had been stepped on the face.

Although the injury wasn't severe, the humiliation was unbearable. Only by killing Ye Qiu could he vent his anger.

He glared at Ye Qiu and said angrily, "You bastard, you don't even follow martial ethics. You really deserve to die."

"Are you crazy? This isn't a martial arts competition. Why should I follow martial ethics? If you want me to follow martial ethics, then as a senior expert, why don't you let me have the first three moves?" Ye Qiu laughed.

The anger in Dong Chen's eyes intensified, and he said coldly, "I was going to give you a quick death, but since you insist, I'll make you suffer."

As he spoke, Dong Chen pulled out a green bamboo leaf from his pocket.

Ye Qiu became more alert.

The methods of the Wu Shen Sect were unpredictable, and he didn't want to be caught off guard.

Dong Chen placed the bamboo leaf to his lips and began to play a mournful tune. After about three seconds, a hissing sound was heard.

Ye Qiu noticed a small snake crawling out from Dong Chen's collar.

The snake was only two centimeters long, as thin as a pen, and completely red. Despite its small size, it gave off a dangerous aura.

When Ye Qiu made eye contact with the snake, he felt a chill run down his spine and shivered involuntarily.

"People of the Wu Shen Sect are said to be perverted. I didn't believe it before, but now I do. You don't play with cars, watches, games, or women, but you play with snakes. Disgusting."

The thought of Dong Chen being intimate with the snake made Ye Qiu feel nauseous.

The small red snake seemed to understand Ye Qiu's words, let out a sharp hiss, and lunged at him.

Ye Qiu jumped in fright, a series of questions running through his mind.

What kind of snake is this?

How can it fly?

Is it a hybrid?

He didn't have time to think further. He immediately activated the Ninefold Divine Dragon Technique, gathering his strength in his right hand and delivering a powerful punch.

*Boom!*

The small red snake was instantly shattered into several pieces, its body falling to the ground, dead.

"Ah—"

Dong Chen suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, kneeling on the ground. His aura rapidly weakened, and his face turned deathly pale.

"The opportunity is here."

Ye Qiu's eyes flashed with a killing intent, preparing to take advantage of the situation to finish off Dong Chen. Just as he moved, a gunshot rang out.

*Bang—*