Chapter 204 Smack and Fly
Chapter 204 Smack and Fly
Mo Zhiyun charged straight toward Ming Yi with such speed that onlookers were left dumbfounded.
As a half-step Battle King, Mo Zhiyun's strength naturally wasn't weak.
He quickly arrived in front of Ming Yi, his sword already unsheathed from his waist.
Ming Yi glanced at him with disdain and said, "A mere half-step Battle King dares to stand before me and even has the audacity to declare a battle with me?"
Mo Zhiyun's expression subtly changed, just by approaching Ming Yi, he could feel a terrifying aura.
This aura made him feel like he was trapped in a quagmire, even his movements had become slower.
Just from a single encounter, Mo Zhiyun knew he was no match for the person in front of him.
But his goal wasn't to defeat Ming Yi; as long as he could retreat in one piece after crossing hands with Ming Yi, he would have succeeded.
In order to gain a good reputation in the Eastern Sea, Mo Zhiyun was going all out.
"Please enlighten me!"
Mo Zhiyun spoke stiffly, with his neck outstretched.
Ming Yi snorted coldly, his expression full of contempt as he said, "Enlighten you? You, this piece of trash, can't even withstand my momentum!"
As soon as the words fell, a majestic aura burst forth from Ming Yi.
The aura was like an abyss, a prison, enveloping Mo Zhiyun completely.
Under this aura, Mo Zhiyun didn't even have the chance to resist; he was directly pressed to his knees.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
The sound of bones cracking continuously emanated from within Mo Zhiyun's body, like popping beans.
Within a few breaths, Mo Zhiyun's eyes rolled back, and he fell rigidly to the ground.
The half-step Battle King hadn't even made Ming Yi lift a hand!
"Damn! Mo Zhiyun is dead?! What realm is Ming Yi at, that he could suffocate Mo Zhiyun to death with just his presence!"
"Even a Battle King might not possess such might, right? Could it be that Ming Yi is at the terrifying later stages of the Battle King?"
"What a pity for Mo Zhiyun, seeking to stand up for the martial artists of our Eastern Sea, yet meeting such a tragic end."
...
The surrounding martial artists began to speak up, some in horror, others feeling sorry for Mo Zhiyun's death.
Ye Ling shook his head with a smile and stepped toward Ming Yi.
As soon as Ye Ling took two steps, Ming Yi's gaze had already locked onto him!
When Ming Yi saw the black eagle beside Ye Ling, his gaze briefly intensified.
Seeing Ye Ling walking toward Ming Yi, a buzz of discussion arose among the onlookers once again.
Under everyone's gaze, Ye Ling quickly approached Ming Yi.
And the black eagle, which should belong to Ming Yi, now followed behind Ye Ling, showing no intention of acknowledging Ming Yi. Read exclusive content at My Virtual Library Empire
"Black Eagle!"
Ming Yi didn't pay attention to Ye Ling but instead called out to the black eagle behind him.
However, to Ming Yi's disappointment, the black eagle completely ignored him even after his shout.
Ye Ling said with a light laugh, "It doesn't go by Black Eagle now; it's called Little Black."
"Right? Little Black!"
Ye Ling then turned to the black eagle beside him and called out.
"Screech!"
The black eagle immediately let out a long cry, as if responding to Ye Ling.
Seeing this scene, Ming Yi's eyes suddenly flared with intense anger.
"Very well! This beast dares to betray me, today I shall clean house!"
"And you, you're the one who destroyed the Ye Tian Sect, who killed those two disciples of mine, aren't you?"
Ming Yi said through gritted teeth.
Ye Ling gave a slight nod, not hiding his identity at all and directly admitted it.
"Ye Tianming and Ye Tianyin, as well as everyone in the Ye Tian Sect, were all killed by me."
"Your two disciples attempted to collude with the samurai of Wo Country, and according to the laws of our Dragon Nation, they should be executed!"
Ye Ling said indifferently.
Ming Yi's eyebrows raised as he said in a deep voice, "They are my disciples, even if they colluded with the samurai of Wo Country, it's not your place to pass judgment on them!"
"Under the heavens, all land belongs to the king, within the four seas, all are subjects of the king. Since they are members of the Dragon Nation, how could it not be my place to judge their actions?"
Ye Ling asked with a light chuckle.
Ming Yi's expression tightened, and he sized up Ye Ling from head to toe before asking, "Who are you?"
"There's no need for you to know my identity. Just know that I am the one here to kill you,"
Ye Ling said with a shake of his head and a smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Ling wasted no more time and raised his right palm to strike towards Ming Yi.
The black hawk standing behind Ye Ling seemed to sense his murderous intent and immediately flapped its wings, flying off into the distance.
"Such a feeble palm strike, and you think to kill me?"
Ming Yi said with a sneer and a lifted eyebrow.
Ye Ling ignored him and simply continued to bring his palm down towards Ming Yi.
Just as his hand was about to touch Ming Yi, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted from the palm of Ye Ling's hand.
Feeling this heart-palpitating breath, Ming Yi's face changed drastically.
But by the time he thought to block, it was already a step too late.
"Bang!"
Ye Ling's palm struck Ming Yi squarely in the chest.
"Crack!"
The sound of bones breaking rang out, and Ming Yi was sent flying into the sea.
"Is Ming Yi dead?!"
"Who is this guy that suddenly showed up? Why is he so powerful that he could send a War King like Ming Yi flying with one palm strike?"
"Who knows, but with such a person stationed in the East Sea, Ming Yi certainly won't be able to strut around here anymore!"
...
Seeing Ye Ling's divine might, the onlookers also spoke one after another.
Ye Ling's eyebrows raised as he looked towards the surface of the water with a hint of surprise in his gaze.
Under Ye Ling's watch, Ming Yi, who had just fallen into the sea, reemerged once more.
Ming Yi looked at Ye Ling darkly and said somberly, "I didn't expect a young man like you to be so strong."
"It seems I underestimated you, but from now on, I won't give you any more chances!"
The slight indent in Ming Yi's chest would be fatal for a normal person, but for him, at the pinnacle of the War King level, it was like a mere scratch that couldn't affect him at all.
Finished speaking, Ming Yi turned into a shadow, accompanied by gusts of wind, and charged straight for Ye Ling.
Ye Ling's gaze remained calm as he calmly raised his right hand and struck out another palm.
"Bang!"
As soon as Ming Yi's figure appeared, he was sent flying by Ye Ling once again.
The scene didn't so much resemble Ye Ling striking Ming Yi, but more like Ming Yi hurling himself onto Ye Ling's palm.
Ming Yi fell into the sea a second time, this time without immediately resurfacing.
The King of the East Sea looked at the spot where Ming Yi fell into the water, excitement flashing in his eyes.
Even at the pinnacle of the War King level, he was no match for Ye Ling!
Ye Ling must have stepped into that legendary realm, right?
The King of the East Sea thought to himself.