The Most Powerful Overlord

Chapter 32: Members of the Wangyue Pavilion

However, Ye Qingtian, this fool, continually spoke rudely, completely angering Shitsuno Hiroshi.

Now, even if Qin Yunlei were here, he couldn’t save Ye Qingtian.

"Idiot! Big idiot! Don’t you see the situation we’re in?"

Kang Juntao and his son cursed inwardly.

Shitsuno Hiroshi looked at Ye Qingtian with a cold smile and said, "Boy, use all your strength! I’ll only use one hand!"

Don’t mention one hand, even a finger could finish Ye Qingtian off.

Everyone believed this without a doubt.

After all, Shitsuno Hiroshi’s terrifying prowess was witnessed by all.

"What scene do you see in the pavilion opposite?"

Ye Qingtian looked out the window and asked Shitsuno Hiroshi.

Shitsuno Hiroshi was stunned at first, then sneered, "No idea! And I don’t want to know!"

Before his voice fell, Shitsuno Hiroshi moved, starting abruptly like a machine, his silhouette like lightning, creating an afterimage, the air ripping apart, unleashing a frightful roaring sound.

This is the strength of a Half-step Martial Image Realm expert, wielding the power to split stones between gestures, even distorting the air when moving.

The crowd felt a powerful gust sweeping towards them, forcing everyone back; as for the items in the room, they were instantly destroyed and shattered.

In the blink of an eye, Shitsuno Hiroshi appeared in front of Ye Qingtian.

With a tyrannical, vicious punch, he traced a ferocious dragon-like arc directly at Ye Qingtian’s face.

This punch was honed by Shitsuno Hiroshi in countless battles, continually improved upon.

It has now reached a state of perfection, gathering the most terrifying lethal force, able to kill a beast with a single punch, let alone the mere Ye Qingtian.

"It’s over! It’s over! This fool is going to be ruined!"

"He’s completely scared out of his wits!"

Kang Juntao and his son, frightened, closed their eyes rather than watch this scene.

Ye Qingtian stood in place, seemingly stunned, to outsiders, he appeared utterly scared stiff.

The scorching air current from Shitsuno Hiroshi’s punch hit Ye Qingtian’s face.

But at this moment, a cold killing intent suddenly flashed in Ye Qingtian’s eyes.

Shitsuno Hiroshi’s face changed color...

Ye Qingtian moved like lightning, striking with an incredible angle, a palm hitting Shitsuno Hiroshi’s right arm.

"Crack!"

Shitsuno Hiroshi’s right arm instantly fractured, Ye Qingtian closed in, grabbed Shitsuno Hiroshi by the collar, and forcefully swung him.

"Bang!"

Shitsuno Hiroshi’s body shot out like a cannonball, shattering the office window, then continued flying towards the opposite pavilion.

"Bang!"

"Crack!"

After flying for dozens of meters, Shitsuno Hiroshi shattered the window of the opposite pavilion, his body flying inside...

"Since you didn’t know, why don’t you go take a look for yourself!"

Only now did Ye Qingtian’s second sentence faintly sound.

The opposite pavilion sold antiques, this room was the manager’s office.

The manager and secretary were engaged in indescribable activities when a shadow broke through the window like a cannonball, flying in.

Finally, with a bang, it crashed against the wall, leaving a humanoid bloodstain trailing behind, lying motionless on the ground.

This... this can’t be possible?

Everyone was dumbfounded, their bodies trembling sharply, their expression extremely grim, unable to accept this brutal reality.

The Master of All Things was full of astonishment, his heart filled with incomparable shock.

Moments after Kang Juntao and his son opened their eyes, they saw Shitsuno Hiroshi flying out.

They were instantly stunned, nearly spitting out a mouthful of old blood.

They looked at Ye Qingtian in horror; all of this was beyond their realm of understanding, overturning their whole lives.

Is this still that worthless nobody?

How had he suddenly transformed into an expert, with even Shitsuno Hiroshi not being his match?

A Black Belt Ninth Rank Karate grandmaster, a coach of the Japan Self-Defense Forces, a Half-step Martial Form realm martial arts expert...

This terrifying figure was actually thrown away dozens of meters by a young man.

"Master!"

Yamanaka Shosei and his group fled like scattered flowers.

"He... Celestial Master..."

The Master of All Things trembled as he gazed at Ye Qingtian in amazement.

"Oh? So he’s the Spirit Master?"

Now, Kang Juntao and his son clearly understood that the Spirit Master they were waiting for was Ye Qingtian.

"Do you know about Infinite Iron?"

Ye Qingtian’s gaze fell on Kang Juntao and his son.

"I’ve heard about Infinite Iron; it’s in someone’s possession in the Ancient Capital Province. The source seems unique; there’s only one place in the Divine Land! I’ve vaguely heard someone mention it. I think by making inquiries, I’ll be able to find this person, though it might take some effort!"

Kang Juntao said.

Ye Qingtian’s expression changed a bit: "Leave this matter to you. Confirm and then find me!"

"Understood... Celestial... Celestial Master..."

Kang Juntao trembled.

Ye Qingtian walked to the desk, glanced at the file, and then left.

Though Ye Qingtian left, the room remained oppressive.

"Truly a Young Grandmaster!"

The Master of All Things sighed.

The news of Karate Grandmaster Shitsuno Hiroshi’s defeat quickly spread throughout Jin City, leaving countless noble families trembling.

"With Shitsuno Hiroshi’s strength, there are only two who could subdue him; who exactly is it?"

Voices like this echoed in many places.

...

"President Hua has great news for you!"

Lin Yanan’s face was full of excitement.

"What’s going on?"

"Not long ago, Shitsuno Hiroshi was severely injured by an expert in Jin City, and Shitsuno Hiroshi was sent back to Japan!"

Lin Yanan smiled widely: "President Hua, no one is interfering with us this time."

"Oh, I’m afraid more experts will come next!"

Hua Qingfei’s face remained calm and undisturbed.

...

"Hua Qingfei turned out to be a member of Wangyue Pavilion, no wonder she’s a martial arts expert."

Returning to Hidden Forest World, Ye Qingtian’s lips curled into a smile.

Wangyue Pavilion is a Jianghu organization within the Huaxia Martial Arts Realm, dedicated to handling disputes between martial artists and addressing sudden incidents.

For example, if a martial artist endangers ordinary people, Wangyue Pavilion will step in to resolve the situation.

To put it bluntly, Wangyue Pavilion acts as law enforcers in the Huaxia Martial Arts Realm.

But they only deal with martial artists on the public face of Huaxia; the true powerful figures they cannot intervene with.

However, the prestige of Wangyue Pavilion is very high, with countless martial artists wanting to join.

The young masters and misses of Huaxia’s elite families take pride in joining Wangyue Pavilion, but joining Wangyue Pavilion is difficult; it’s not so simple, requiring passing multiple tests.

"Always walking around like this is no good, I need a car!"

Walking on the street, Ye Qingtian muttered to himself and dialed a number.

In the evening, when Ye Qingtian returned to school, his three roommates were still playing games.

"By the way, Boss, what rank are you? You’re so good, take us to rank up!"

The Fatty couldn’t help but ask.

"Glorious King."

Ye Qingtian replied.

"We’ll pretend to believe it!"

The three roommates didn’t take it seriously.

"By the way, Boss, my girlfriend’s roommate wants your contact info, and I gave it. You won’t blame me, right Boss?"

Zhang Chenyi said.

Ye Qingtian shook his head: "Feel free to give it, no worries."

He had already forgotten what Zhao Yiran and those people looked like.

"Boss, you don’t have a girlfriend, right?"

"No."

"Just right, I think Zhao Yiran is nice, you two are quite a match. She seems to have saved your contact info too."

Zhang Chenyi smiled ambiguously.

Ye Qingtian shook his head: "Not interested."

"Boss, you’re always so cold, everyone’s questioning your orientation."

The Fatty laughed.

"Boring!"

The next day, after two major courses, Song Xuefei and Qin Lingyue gathered everyone for a class meeting.

"This time the matters are simple, mainly the freshman party and the freshman basketball game arrangements."

Qin Lingyue said.

Upon hearing this, Hou Tianlei’s spirit was lifted, subconsciously clenching his fist, his eyes shooting out a gleam.