Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

The crowd’s gaze converged on Ye Wushuang, who stood atop the Battle Platform. He stared intently at First Young Master Di below.

While First Young Master Di wasn’t qualified to challenge him, he was. As the first-place winner of the assessment, he could challenge anyone!

Hearing Ye Wushuang’s challenge, the crowd was bewildered. ’Ye Wushuang wants to fight someone at the Spiritual Spring Fifth Layer for his first match? Is he trying to humiliate himself?’

”He doesn’t know his own limits!”

Yang Dingtian, who had just stepped off the Battle Platform, suddenly turned to look at Ye Wushuang. ”Just because we challenged the same opponent doesn’t mean we’ll both win,” he said. ”I, Yang Dingtian, could defeat him, but that doesn’t mean you can!”

Yang Dingtian’s words were filled with mockery, disdain, and insult. He had defeated First Young Master Di because he was strong enough. But Ye Wushuang was only at the Spiritual Spring Second Layer. No matter how high his Combat Power was, he couldn’t possibly contend with the Spiritual Spring Fifth Layer. The gap was simply too great.

Yang Dingtian didn’t leave. Instead, he stood below the stage. He wanted to watch Ye Wushuang make a fool of himself!

”Brother, you have to shatter every bone in that bastard’s body before you kill him! Avenge our third brother!”

Second Young Master Di stepped forward, glaring at Ye Wushuang with a sinister, hate-filled expression. Ye Wushuang had killed Third Young Master Di. If they didn’t slaughter him today, they wouldn’t rest!

Hearing this, Pann Wu, Feng Jue, Dii Qingxue, and the others shot a cold glance at Second Young Master Di. ’The Di Family is too arrogant. If they dare to touch Ye Wushuang, then they won’t be leaving this Battle Platform today. That’s a promise!’ That’s what they all thought.

Below the Battle Platform, did the crowd not know Ye Wushuang’s true strength?

That was why they found it so incredible to see someone at the Spiritual Spring Second Layer challenge an opponent at the Spiritual Spring Fifth Layer. All they could say was that he was too arrogant!

Even on the side of the Ancient Spirit Sect, Nangong Liuyun, Star Elder, and the other disciples fell silent. They stared intently, their expressions tinged with worry.

”Ye Wushuang, Hell has no gates, yet you insist on barging in. You’re looking for death, so I’ll grant your wish.”

First Young Master Di shouted coldly, and his figure returned to the Battle Platform.

”Looking for death?”

Ye Wushuang shook his head. ”You couldn’t even beat a piece of trash, yet you have the nerve to shamelessly claim it was a sneak attack. And now you want to kill me? Do you have the strength for that?”

Ye Wushuang’s retort was equally mocking!

”Ye Wushuang!”

Standing below the stage, Yang Dingtian gritted his teeth, his face darkening. In Ye Wushuang’s eyes, he, Yang Dingtian, was a piece of trash. Was this Ye Wushuang’s counterattack, or was he just humiliating him in return?

For a moment, endless killing intent erupted from Yang Dingtian’s eyes. He badly wanted to get on that stage and fight Ye Wushuang himself.

But he couldn’t. He didn’t have the right.

Meanwhile, First Young Master Di’s expression was just as dark. Ye Wushuang was mocking him, questioning if he even had the strength.

”You’re too arrogant! You’ll pay the price for your ignorance!” First Young Master Di clenched his fists, which let out a series of sharp cracks!

”For this match, the first-place winner of the assessment, Ye Wushuang, challenges First Young Master Di! Let the challenge begin!”

In the sky, the giant Elder glanced at the two men on the stage and shouted the announcement.

Instantly, the oppressive atmosphere shattered like a dam bursting its gates. A violent surge of energy swept across the entire arena.

Ye Wushuang’s taunts had provoked First Young Master Di into releasing his full aura, which was even stronger than it had been during his fight with Yang Dingtian.

”Seven Kills Fist! Kill! Kill! Kill!”

The moment the giant Elder’s voice fell, First Young Master Di charged impatiently toward Ye Wushuang. He unleashed the Seven Kills Fist, lunging like a Frenzied Lion.

A gale of Fist Force swept toward the Firmament, spreading out like cold blades. Below the stage, even Yang Dingtian’s eyes narrowed.

This aura was a notch stronger than the one First Young Master Di had displayed just now!

’Can Ye Wushuang still block this?’

Yang Dingtian sneered, but when he looked up at Ye Wushuang, his pupils suddenly constricted.

Ye Wushuang hadn’t moved an inch. His eyes were fixed on First Young Master Di’s movements. No matter how tyrannical the Seven Kills Fist was or how powerful its momentum, he didn’t even blink.

The Seven Kills Fist was brutal and frenzied, shattering the void in its path. The Fist Seal descended like a baleful star, threatening to destroy the world as it enveloped Ye Wushuang.

Dodging was impossible!

The power of the Seven Kills Fist covered more than half the Battle Platform, leaving no room to evade. The only way to dodge would be to jump off the stage.

But that would mean defeat!

Just as the terrifying storm of Fist Seals was about to hit him, Ye Wushuang finally moved!

The corner of his mouth curled up into a sudden smile.

”The Seven Kills Fist... cunning and tyrannical. It’s a decent Killing Fist. It could have been dazzling, but in your hands, it’s dim and lackluster. You’ve wasted this Killing Fist!”

Ye Wushuang said faintly.

Then, as the pupils of First Young Master Di and Second Young Master Di constricted, Ye Wushuang threw a punch—seven in quick succession.

Each punch was faster than the last, rapidly merging into the first. With every punch that merged, its destructive power, force, and killing intent grew more intense.

BOOM!

The seven punches merged into one, its power multiplied several times over, as it blasted toward the chaotic storm of Fist Seals.

’What is this Fist Technique?’

’It’s so familiar... The killing intent in that Fist Seal is too familiar!’

First Young Master Di and Second Young Master Di stared in astonishment. Seven punches, seven kills, endless killing intent!

’This... This is the Seven Kills Fist!’

’How is this possible? Ye Wushuang is also using the Seven Kills Fist?’

The two brothers’ eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. They never would have imagined that Ye Wushuang also knew the Seven Kills Family’s Supreme Boxing Skill, the Seven Kills Fist!

The only difference was that the momentum of Ye Wushuang’s fist seemed weak, while First Young Master Di’s was strong!

However, it felt as though Ye Wushuang’s punch was the *true* Seven Kills Fist!

BOOM!

Ye Wushuang’s fist crashed into the storm of the Seven Kills Fist and was swallowed by it.

But it was unstoppable. It pierced straight through the storm and slammed into First Young Master Di’s body.

BANG!

A dull thud echoed. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, First Young Master Di’s body was sent flying, blood spraying through the air, before he crashed onto the edge of the Battle Platform.

”Impossible!”

First Young Master Di scrambled to his feet, staring at Ye Wushuang’s fist in disbelief.

”Nothing’s impossible.”

Ye Wushuang said coldly, ”Before, you arrogantly proclaimed that the Endless Wilderness had no one of worth. But in the very first match, you lost. So, it’s not that there’s no one here. It’s just that you are ignorant.”

”Ignorant?”

First Young Master Di roared, ”You stole my Seven Kills Family’s Seven Kills Fist! You knew all its weaknesses, and that’s the only reason you defeated me! What right do you have to call me ignorant!”

’Ye Wushuang calls me ignorant? Ridiculous!’

”Is that so?”

Ye Wushuang shook his head and sneered. ”The great Seven Kills Family’s Supreme Boxing Skill... you say it can be stolen just like that? If you’re not ignorant, then your Seven Kills Family must be incompetent!”

”Ye Wushuang, stop trying to argue your way out of this! If you didn’t steal it, then where else could you have learned it?”

Second Young Master Di shouted, his eyes filled with icy coldness.

”Where else? I learned it just now!”

A disdainful, mocking smile spread across Ye Wushuang’s lips as he uttered those four words.