Chapter 12

As Ye Zhen pressed forward step by step, he showed no intention of letting Ma Yuanwu off.

Initially, Ma Yuanwu had no intention of engaging Ye Zhen in a prolonged struggle. He had come to ambush Ye Zhen late at night, but now he was being chased and scolded by Ye Zhen. Even with his thick skin, Ma Yuanwu felt a bit embarrassed.

However, under Ye Zhen's pursuit, Ma Yuanwu suffered several setbacks, and his face gradually lost its composure.

Especially in the middle of the night, the three hundred miscellaneous disciples of Baosong Peak, who had been sleeping soundly, were all awakened by the commotion. They stretched their necks to watch the spectacle. Now, being chased and beaten by Ye Zhen, with his status as the top miscellaneous disciple of Baosong Peak, his face could no longer bear it.

"Ye Zhen, don't think I'm afraid of you!" After exchanging a blow, Ma Yuanwu roared angrily under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

"Senior Brother, if you're going to do it, do it thoroughly, finish him off right here!" The injured Yu Ping was still shouting incessantly.

"If you're not afraid, then come!"

Ye Zhen, who was pursuing Ma Yuanwu, suddenly stopped and stood with his fists ready, clearly inviting a move. It was as if he was saying, if you're not afraid, come and fight; if you don't come, you're afraid.

Ma Yuanwu's expression became serious. He knew very well that in front of everyone, if he did not fight tonight, he would never be able to hold his head up high in Baosong Peak again.

"Fine, since you're looking for death, don't blame me for fulfilling your wish!" With a roar, Ma Yuanwu's fists stirred up a powerful wind as he charged at Ye Zhen, who was standing with his fists ready.

Black Bear Emerges from the Cave!

"Hmph, come on then!"

Ye Zhen did not dodge. His fist technique changed, and he also used Black Bear Emerges from the Cave to meet the attack.

Before breaking through, he could fight Ma Yuanwu to a draw. Now that Ye Zhen had broken through, why not go for a direct confrontation?

Seeing Ye Zhen use the same fist technique, Ma Yuanwu felt a chill. The scene of his failed ambush from a higher position flashed before his eyes.

"Bang!"

In an instant, Ma Yuanwu, who had confronted Ye Zhen head-on, was struck as if by lightning. The immense force from his fist sent his body reeling backward.

In the next moment, his entire body was kicked into the air by Ye Zhen, who had taken the initiative, and a mouthful of blood spewed out in mid-air.

The more than three hundred miscellaneous disciples, some bare-chested and some in their underwear, were stunned. Their gazes toward Ye Zhen became solemn.

"Impossible, you can't possibly defeat me! Even if you've broken through, you're only at the initial stage of the third level of Blood Cultivation, while I am already at the peak of the third level..."

Breaking through to the third level of Blood Cultivation and forming a Blood Qi Pearl would greatly increase a martial artist's explosive power. However, this increase was based on their original strength.

Ma Yuanwu's original strength was only about three thousand pounds. After the Blood Qi Pearl's burst, his strength could reach four thousand pounds. But Ye Zhen's strength, due to the refinement by the Mirage Dragon Pearl, had already reached four thousand pounds at the peak of the second level of Blood Cultivation.

When he burst, his strength approached five thousand pounds. With such a significant difference in strength, it was no wonder Ma Yuanwu lost.

Ye Zhen ignored Ma Yuanwu's shouting and first rescued Sha Fei.

The state of Sha Fei made Ye Zhen furious. Sha Fei was covered in countless injuries, clearly having been brutally beaten by Ma Yuanwu and his group, and even suffered internal injuries.

"Ye Zhen, they broke into the house in the middle of the night to cripple you. When they didn't find you, they forced me to reveal your whereabouts and beat me up," Sha Fei said. "Fortunately, you weren't there, or those bastards would have succeeded. By the way, where were you so late at night?"

"Couldn't sleep, went for a walk."

With a casual response, Ye Zhen's face turned cold.

He had heard before that miscellaneous disciples would sneak attack each other at night to cripple their opponents and disqualify them from the seed candidate competition, but he never thought it would happen to him.

Thinking about it, Ye Zhen felt a bit scared.

If Ma Yuanwu and his group had attacked while he was sleeping, no matter how skilled he was, he would have been caught off guard and likely harmed by their ambush. If things went badly, his life would have been ruined by Ma Yuanwu.

This incident served as a warning to Ye Zhen.

His expression turned cold, and Ye Zhen turned to the injured Ma Yuanwu, his face filled with a murderous aura.

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

"What am I going to do?"

A cold smile appeared on Ye Zhen's face, and he stomped on Ma Yuanwu without hesitation.

"For trying to take what my mother gave me!"

"For ambushing me!"

...

For a moment, the sounds of bones breaking, cracking, and blood spitting, along with cries of pain, filled the air.

Since Ma Yuanwu wanted to cripple Ye Zhen, Ye Zhen would not let him off easily. While killing was taboo among the miscellaneous disciples of the various peaks, injuring or crippling someone was quite common.

After dealing with Ma Yuanwu, Ye Zhen's gaze turned to Yu Ping and Chen An, who were trembling on the ground. They had dared to sneak attack him in the middle of the night and would not be let off.

"You two, are you going to come on your own, or do I have to force you?" Ye Zhen smiled menacingly at Yu Ping and Chen An.

Before Ye Zhen could act, Yu Ping, who had been shouting earlier, saw Ma Yuanwu's miserable state and, with a softening of his knees, involuntarily knelt before Ye Zhen. "Senior Brother Ye, spare me, it wasn't me, it wasn't me, it was all Wu Jian's idea, he was the one who incited us!"

"Wu Jian?" Ye Zhen's expression turned cold again.

After a while, in the eastern part of Baosong Peak, several blood-curdling screams echoed, startling countless night owls in the mountains.

The night remained as usual, but no one knew that the fates of several people on Baosong Peak had been quietly altered.

"Clang!"

The next morning, the copper gong of Zhao, the head of the miscellaneous disciples of Baosong Peak, rang as usual, gathering all the miscellaneous disciples. With half-closed eyes, Zhao said, "Is there anyone challenging Ma Yuanwu for the seed candidate position...? Hey, where's Ma Yuanwu?" Zhao was puzzled.

"Head Zhao, I'm here, you have to do something for me!" Ma Yuanwu, wrapped like a mummy, appeared behind the crowd of miscellaneous disciples, crying.

Seeing Ma Yuanwu's pale face and injuries, Zhao was both shocked and angry. Ma Yuanwu was his seed candidate for Baosong Peak, and he relied on him to bring glory. Now, he looked like this?

When Zhao asked, many miscellaneous disciples answered. Especially those who had been bullied by Ma Yuanwu, they exaggerated the events of the previous night.

Zhao's anger grew, and a glimmer of hope appeared on Ma Yuanwu's face. However, Zhao's next words shattered Ma Yuanwu's last bit of hope.

"What? Ma Yuanwu, Yu Ping, and Chen An ambushed Ye Zhen and were all defeated?"

"Ma Yuanwu was defeated by Ye Zhen with one punch?"

"Ye Zhen, is what they said true?" Zhao looked at Ye Zhen with urgency.

Ye Zhen nodded in confusion, not quite understanding what Zhao was getting at.

"Ha ha ha ha..."

Seeing Ye Zhen nod, Zhao burst into laughter.

"Good, good, good! If you can defeat Ma Yuanwu with one punch, the chances of successfully passing the Fish Dragon Path are very high. If our Baosong Peak can produce a miscellaneous disciple who successfully passes the Fish Dragon Path this year, our peak's evaluation will definitely receive a high rating. At that time, the rank of our Baosong Peak's miscellaneous disciples will be raised at least one level!"

After laughing to himself, Zhao couldn't help but laugh again. "If the rank of the miscellaneous disciples is raised one level, the number of miscellaneous disciples under my jurisdiction will increase by at least a hundred... ha ha ha..."

While laughing, Zhao returned to his office. Before entering, he turned to Ye Zhen and said, "Ye Zhen, for the next two days, I will grant you sick leave, so you don't have to do any labor. Focus on preparing for the Fish Dragon Path."

Hearing this, Ye Zhen was overjoyed, and the faces of the other miscellaneous disciples showed envy, while Ma Yuanwu's face turned deathly pale.

However, it wasn't over yet.

With one foot in the door, Zhao's expression turned cold, and he shouted at Ma Yuanwu, "Ma Yuanwu, Wu Jian, even though you are injured, you still have to do your labor. Figure it out yourselves!"

After saying this, Zhao glanced at Ye Zhen, a hint of a mysterious smile in his eyes.

Ye Zhen understood that Zhao was showing him favor.

"From now on, the seed candidate for our peak is Ye Zhen. Is there anyone who wants to challenge him?"

"No, then what are you waiting for? Get to work!"

With Zhao's shout, the miscellaneous disciples scattered, leaving the injured Ma Yuanwu alone and pitiful, with no one to help him.

After a long time, Ma Yuanwu struggled back to his room, his face filled with hatred. "Ye Zhen, you wait and see!"

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