novelraw Chapter 85: Crushing the Four Great Young Masters in a Row
Chapter 85: Crushing the Four Great Young Masters in a Row
It’s as if there were a string of firecrackers hidden inside his body, gradually exploding—it’s simply terrifying.
"Ugh..."
Young Master Bai’s right cheek twitched violently, deforming as if a small snake was writhing beneath his skin.
His whole body flew through the air, crashing into a wall several meters away, leaving a trail of blood before collapsing to the ground.
Without even a twitch, he passed out immediately.
Ye Qingtian, with a calm expression, lightly raised a finger: "What I meant is just one finger!"
Dead silence!
The entire venue fell into complete silence!
Everyone was stunned, dumbstruck.
Each person was drenched in sweat, not from the heat but from sheer fright.
Almost everyone was trembling, their hearts churning as if they might vomit blood.
Hou Tianlei and the others were filled with shock and fear, their eyes nearly popping out.
Defeated Mid-Stage Martial Master Bai Zilong in just one finger? How terrifying must he be?
Dong Jiaozhi, Qian Yi, and others had their mouths open wide enough to fit an egg.
They knew Ye Qingtian could fight, but they didn’t expect him to be this strong!
"How is this possible? How can he defeat Bai Zilong with just one finger!"
Qin Lingyue was about to lose her mind.
Her teeth bit tightly into her lip, even drawing blood without her noticing.
When did he become this powerful?
Able to defeat a Mid-Stage Martial Master, he surely has caught the attention of the Qin Family.
Even in Jin City, he would have a place now.
Only Xu Yiren could remain calm in the arena; after all, Ye Qingtian’s strength is beyond estimation for these people.
But she feared that even if she revealed Ye Qingtian as the Alliance Leader, no one would believe it.
Fan Jingyu’s face gradually turned pale.
Even he couldn’t comprehend Ye Qingtian’s move—what kind of realm is he?
To easily defeat Bai Zilong, he must at least be Late-Stage Martial Master.
But since it’s only one finger, perhaps his cultivation is higher.
Ye Qingtian might be infinitely close to his level, possibly at Martial Master Peak.
Li Yichen slapped his forehead, sighing deeply.
What he dreaded happening had indeed occurred.
Moreover, it was more serious than he imagined! Ye Qingtian struck too hard—
No, not hard, it was just one finger, but the damage output of that finger was immense.
Causing critical damage to Bai Zilong!
Practically rendered him entirely crippled!
Now Ye Qingtian has truly offended the Thunder God Special Forces!
"Young Master Bai!"
Following him, Bai Zilong’s attendants and Zhai Changfeng rushed over.
"What’s happened to him?"
Upon touching Bai Zilong’s body, everyone was dumbfounded.
Because Bai Zilong was in too pitiful a state!
His right side completely wasted, fingers broken, wrist broken, arm broken, shoulder broken...
In short, Bai Zilong’s right side had become like a snake’s body—weak without bones.
It seemed like all his bones were shattered, lacking skeletal support, and everything appearing soft.
His body was visibly swelling with blood, the surface skin cracking inch by inch, fresh blood oozing out—a shocking sight.
Blood began erupting from his seven orifices, laying in a pool of blood, entirely soaked in it.
"My God! What happened?"
With such severe damage, Bai Zilong seemed tormented for hours, hacked a hundred times... endured all sorts of punishments.
But in reality, Ye Qingtian had only used one finger.
"Is this... still a human?"
Zhai Changfeng and others were utterly dumbfounded, looking at Ye Qingtian as if he were a Demon God.
Eventually, Bai Zilong was hurriedly sent to the hospital, and whether he could live remained uncertain.
At this moment, everyone recalled Ye Qingtian’s words—
Consider it a contribution to medical science.
Such injuries make Bai Zilong definitely a candidate for major surgery, a huge contribution to medicine.
Li Yichen, with a wry smile, said: "Sir, despite your greatness, I must say, it seems you’ve stirred trouble this time!"
"Hmm?"
An edge of doubt flickered in Ye Qingtian’s eyes.
"Young Master Bai belongs to the Thunder God Special Forces, their captain Ling Tianlong is known for protecting his own. You’ve injured Bai Zilong; Ling Tianlong certainly won’t let it go. You..."
Li Yichen stopped short.
Ye Qingtian first smiled, then suddenly shifted his tone: "Ling Tianlong? What is he but rubbish like everyone present here? Dares to provoke me, kill!"
"Whoosh!"
Ye Qingtian’s words struck like lightning, causing a massive stir among the crowd.
In the Northwest, Ye Qingtian is definitely the first to dare such provocation against Ling Tianlong! Second to none!
Daring to call Ling Tianlong rubbish!
That’s a Martial King!
Establishing sects, a dominator in his region.
Being called rubbish!
Everyone was still immersed in the previous shock, but now smiles started appearing.
Ye Qingtian definitely has no future now!
Because he’s angered Ling Tianlong!
However, after inspecting Bai Zilong’s injuries, Fan Jingyu began to reassess Ye Qingtian.
Perhaps he is even more powerful than expected!
Possibly equal to him!
"Is there anyone unconvinced? If anyone wants a challenge, come together!"
Ye Qingtian scanned everyone present, causing all swept by his gaze to lower their heads.
Only Fan Jingyu and Zhai Changfeng dared to look Ye Qingtian directly in the eye.
"Could it be you want to?"
Ye Qingtian, looking at Zhai Changfeng, smirked coldly.
"I..."
Zhai Changfeng was caught in a dilemma, unable to decide.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, his knees were struck hard, and he fell to the ground, kneeling before Ye Qingtian.
"Stop parading in front of me! Killing an ant like you isn’t worth my effort!"
Cold flashes shot from Ye Qingtian’s eyes.
As Zhai Changfeng tried to struggle, Ye Qingtian’s icy words echoed once more: "But sometimes, I don’t even need to lift a hand to kill you!"
A terrifying pressure crushed against Zhai Changfeng, icy energy penetrating his body, casting him into an eternal ice cavern, his face pale, body weakened, struggling to breathe, even suffocating.
"Scram!"
Ye Qingtian kicked him away.
Zhai Changfeng took a long breath, but his body had collapsed on the ground, like a rotten heap.
Finally, Ye Qingtian’s gaze fell upon Fan Jingyu: "I remember you said to remember my name back then, do you want revenge? Let’s do it now!"
Provocation!
Blatant provocation!
Ye Qingtian has already crushed three of Jin City University’s Four Great Young Masters.
Zhuo Feiyang was directly thrown out;
Bai Zilong was crippled and sent to the hospital;
Zhai Changfeng knelt in submission;
Only Fan Jingyu remains now...
Zhai Changfeng, Hou Tianlei, Qin Lingyue, and others hoped Zhai Changfeng could stand against Ye Qingtian!
To severely curb his arrogance!
Teach him there’s always someone stronger out there.
But Fan Jingyu remained silent.
Silent for a long time.
This attitude showed Fan Jingyu concedes today, fearing Ye Qingtian.
"Are you dissatisfied?"
Ye Qingtian voiced coldly.
"Slap!"
A slap landed on Fan Jingyu’s cheek, spinning his head ninety degrees.
The crisp sound echoed immediately.