Strongest Martial God - Chapter 42
“Heh, I really like this kind of confidence. However, most of the time, the overconfidence leads to an extremely miserable end!” Jiang Le smiled, shortly, there were the delicate meridians beginning to appear on his skin. He merely took a light step forward, as if all the strength in his body had surged forth, and his Qi and Blood had started to boil.
“*Bang—*”
The moment he condensed the power as the Qi and Blood in his body boiled, Jiang Le moved as fast as lightning towards Ye Zhong. His two fingers were overflowing with extreme piercing light, pointing towards the spot between Ye Zhong’s eyebrows with lightning speed.
“*Bang—*”
At the same time, the aura within Ye Zhong’s body surged. On his slender hands, patterns of meridian could be seen faintly under his skin. He then threw a punch towards Jiang Le’s fingers.
A low and deep muffled sound resounded out at this moment. Wild and violent wind swept and directly blew away the fallen leaves on the ground. The two of them shook at the same time and took several steps back at almost the same time.
“Fourth Layer of Body Tempering? No wonder you’re so confident!”
Jiang Le glanced at Ye Zhong, he was not too surprised that Ye Zhong could handle his move. Obviously, if Ye Zhong did not have such strength, he wouldn’t be able to do what he did earlier.
“However, if you are naive enough to think that the strength at the Fourth Layer of Body Tempering is enough to flaunt, then I’m afraid that you will be very disappointed!”
A hint of ridicule flashed across Jiang Le’s eyes and there was an additional trace of malevolence in his smile. As far as he was concerned, Ye Zhong was not worthy of his attention! So what if he was also at the Fourth Layer of Body Tempering?
“*Swish—*”
With a cold sneer on his face, Jiang Le suddenly pressed his toes against the ground and his figure turned into a stream of light, rushing towards Ye Zhong as fast as lightning.
“*Swish—*”
The horrifying finger wind carried an extreme sharpness as it sped towards Ye Zhong’s throat. Obviously, Jiang Le was very confident in his physical strength, and his speed was also extremely fast.
Ye Zhong’s expression was still as indifferent as before. His right hand clenched into a fist, and without flinching in the slightest in that Jiang Le’s odd sight, he blasted out with a heavy punch.
“*Boom—*”
A low and deep sound rang out at this moment. Numerous tiny cracks appeared on the ground where their fist and fingers met. However, in this encounter, Ye Zhong’s body was unmoving like a mountain, but Jiang Le’s body shook all of a sudden, his fingers twisting like a fried dough twist. His most confident attacks were all blown away by Ye Zhong’s punches.
“*Bang—*”
At this moment, Jiang Le’s body faintly swayed before he staggered back a dozen or so steps. His face was extremely pale! Just a moment ago, he had felt that he had enough power to crush Ye Zhong. He had thought that Ye Zhong was merely at the Fourth Layer of Body Tempering, and was not worthy of his attention! But, just now, he made a serious move, but was defeated!?
Apart from Jiang Le, the other powerhouses from the Chiyun Martial House who were barely standing, at this moment, one by one, they all looked as if they had run into a ghost. Although they had been defeated just now, there wasn’t much fear on their faces. However, their faces were frightened as they stared at Ye Zhong. They could not help but want to retreat.
However, Ye Zhong did not even glance at the mediocre powerhouses. Instead, his indifferent gaze rested on the slightly swaying figure, the expression in his eyes still as cold as ever.
“You, bast*rd—”
Jiang Le’s body was shaken. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Ye Zhong’s punch just now had not only broken two of his fingers. The fist power contained a sharp aura that was similar to a vorpal blade being unsheathed, which poured into his body, made him feel a sharp pain in his heart.
If it were not for the fact that Jiang Le’s Spiritual Secret Art of Body Tempering was extraordinary, he would have been dead from Ye Zhong’s punch just now.
At that moment, Jiang Le was staring at Ye Zhong in disbelief. He could not imagine how Ye Zhong, who was at the Fourth Layer of Body Tempering, could be so strong! Could it be that he was cultivating the Xingxiang Sect’s legendary Spiritual Secret Art of Body Tempering, low-grade Spirit-rank Secret Art of Astral Body?
How could this fellow be so strong to such an extent?
Ye Zhong looked at the change in Jiang Le’s expression, he then smiled faintly without much change in his face. Just now, Ye Zhong had merely activated the Secret Art of Six Grave Swords; he did not even activate the Heavenly Circuit of Spiritual Qi within his body. However, even if he had only urged the Secret Art of Six Grave Swords, Jiang Le, who was also at the Fourth layer of Body Tempering, could not be a match for Ye Zhong! This was because Ye Zhong was cultivating the real Divine Secret Art of Body Tempering!
“Well, then you can tell me what the rest of you are doing in there. So, I won’t kill you, okay?” Ye Zhong took a step forward slowly, but his actions made Jiang Le’s face twitch slightly. Amidst the latter’s fearful gaze, Ye Zhong smiled and spoke.
“Hmph, you will never know what our Chiyun Martial House is trying to do! Brat, just you wait!” Jiang Le struggled to stand up. The next moment, he actually ignored the immense pain in his chest. His figure quickly retreated to the back.
As Jiang Le fled, the other powerhouses from the Chiyun Martial House also fled in a sorry state, one by one. In less than a cup of tea’s time, even those who were still wailing and rolling had completely fled.
However, Ye Zhong did not pursue them. Instead, he observed the direction they fled in. Clearly, they were precisely scurrying towards the direction of the Wave Listening Pavilion.
“Why didn’t you stop them! What if the people inside discover us?” Xiang Qiyu and company arrived behind him, she then snorted.
“You can’t be so naive as to think that the people inside haven’t discovered us yet, right?” Ye Zhong glanced at Xiang Qiyu and spoke with a smile that was not a smile.
“You—” Xiang Qiyu was speechless, and stared at him blankly and.
“Besides, sending ten or so injured people in there. They should at least spare a few people to take care of them, right? Carrying three tail-waggers with me, if I can’t think of a way to weaken the opponent’s fighting strength, wouldn’t that be tantamount to courting death?” Ye Zhong mumbled and sighed. With that, he slowly walked toward the Wave Listening Pavilion.
“You—”
Xiang Qiyu stomped her foot in anger, but after a snort, the three of them followed Ye Zhong in the direction of the Wave Listening Pavilion.
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At the same time, deep in the bamboo forest, in an open space in front of the Wave Listening Pavilion.
The simple and elegant Wave Listening Pavilion could not be considered large. However, there was a faint light halo covering the area outside of the Wave Listening Pavilion. Clearly, anyone who wanted to enter the Wave Listening Pavilion needed to break this light barrier first.
Now, in front of the Wave Listening Pavilion, there were dozens of figures scattered in all directions.
Standing at the very front was a young man with an evil look on his face. At this moment, he slightly frowned as he stared at the light barrier in front of him. He had obviously thought of a lot of ways to break the light barrier, but all of them had failed.
Soon, there was a commotion coming from behind him. Then, Jiang Le and the rest of the group staggered over. Each and every one of them had extremely ugly expressions on their faces.
The young man with the evil face frowned slightly. He turned around and looked at Jiang Le, and asked with a hint of surprise, “Didn’t you go to take care of those insects? What’s going on?”
“Meng Xu, the guys from the Xingxiang Sect has come. We’re doomed!” Jiang Le wiped away the trace of blood at the corner of his mouth and spoke with some fear.
“Even you made a move?” Astonishment appeared on Meng Xu’s face. “What cultivation level is the opponent at?” Is it Song Shaochen or Rong Tian?”
“Not one of them, it’s a kid we haven’t seen before, and three girls with low strength. But that brat has the strength at the Fourth Layer of Body Tempering. I suspect that he has cultivated the Secret Art of the Astral Body!”
“What!?” Meng Xu was stunned. After a moment of silence, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, “That brat couldn’t be the Ye Zhong who is renowned across the Innate Temple recently, right? It’s said that even Hollow Prince couldn’t do anything to him, and even Mo Fanlong has personally taken action against him. If it’s this brat…”
It was obvious that Meng Xu knew a lot about things happening in the Innate Temple. His complexion changed slightly and looked a bit gloomy. If this person was really Ye Zhong, then it would be extremely difficult to deal with.
“What should we do now!?” Jiang Le said in a flustered manner, “Looking at them, they probably have the same goal as us!”
“No worries,” Meng Xu’s eyes flashed, and he waved his hand, saying, “Withdraw all the surrounding manpower. No matter how strong Ye Zhong is, he is still only at the Fourth Layer of Body Tempering! I don’t believe that so many of us here can’t do anything to him! If we lose that thing inside, we won’t be able to explain ourselves to Young Master Ning Yu!”
Upon hearing Meng Xu’s words, Jiang Le nodded his head. Soon after, there were nearly a hundred people gathering in one space. Then, their gazes all landed on the passageway that Jiang Le had just returned to.
It was as if everyone knew what had happened, and their expressions were all extremely solemn as they looked in front of them.
“*Rustle—*”
In less than a cup of tea’s time, the soft sound of footsteps can be heard from within the quiet bamboo forest. After this, four figures slowly appeared at the edge of the clearing.
“What a grand lineup.” Ye Zhong watched the scene unfold with a gentle smile, his cold voice resounding in the field…
