novelraw Chapter 94: I Only Give One Choice—A Road to Death
Chapter 94: I Only Give One Choice—A Road to Death
The other two Half-Step Martial Kings arrogantly said, "If you want to choose the second option, fine. But let’s see how you deal with the three of us Half-Step Martial Kings."
The appearance of the three Half-Step Martial Kings shook the entire audience.
For the alliance, this was the end times.
No one could stop them!
Not even Ye Qingtian!
"This time it’s over! It’s really over! We’ve completely offended the masters of the Qiao Family!"
"The alliance is going to disband, our good days are over!"
Kang Juntao and others were utterly desperate.
The masters of the Qiao Family became even more arrogant and contemptuous.
Qiao Tai even took out his phone to continue playing games, as if everything happening in the arena had nothing to do with him.
"Clap, clap, clap..."
Ye Qingtian couldn’t help but applaud, "How nice, giving me two choices. But I am different, I only give you one choice—a dead-end!"
"Boom!"
As soon as the words fell, a storm flashed across the scene, Ye Qingtian’s figure shot out like an ancient Tyrannosaurus, and the temperature in the venue suddenly rose by ten degrees.
At this moment, Qiao Hanlong’s mind went blank, as if something had hit him, his body uncontrollably flew backward.
Everyone witnessed an unbelievable scene—
Ye Qingtian rushed out and slammed into Qiao Hanlong, knocking him dozens of meters away as if he were a cannonball.
"Bang!"
"Rumble..."
Finally, only a loud noise was heard, and the entire hall shook violently, as if an earthquake struck.
With the dust settling, everything came to a halt.
Everyone saw Qiao Hanlong’s entire body embedded in the wall, the wall severely deformed.
Qiao Hanlong’s head drooped, blood trickling from his seven orifices, his eyes blank.
Even in the end, he didn’t know how he died.
"Dead? Just... dead like that?"
Everyone present was dumbfounded.
Looking again, Ye Qingtian was still seated.
A chill ran from the soles of their feet straight to the top of the skull, and everyone felt as if they were in an ice cave, shivering uncontrollably.
Terrifying!
Such terror!
To kill a Half-Step Martial King in the blink of an eye is simply defying the heavens!
"You..."
The remaining two Half-Step Martial Kings looked at Ye Qingtian in disbelief.
"Brother, let’s join hands to kill him!"
The two Half-Step Martial Kings attacked instantly, the whole hall filled with a terrifying True Qi, raging like knives and swords, forcing everyone around to retreat.
Their palms turned fiery red, bringing forth a blaze, burning fiercely as they rubbed against the air.
The Qiao Family’s Fiery Hand!
One hand descending, melting everything, scorching the skies.
In the blink of an eye, the two appeared before Ye Qingtian, the Fiery Hands fiercely attacking him.
Soon, Ye Qingtian was enveloped in flames, as if about to be burned to death at any moment.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Ye Qingtian, sitting primly, struck like lightning, grasping the fiery hands of the two with claw-like hands.
"Daring to provoke us like this? You’re asking for death!"
The two Half-Step Martial Kings sneered coldly, their eyes filled with bloodthirsty murder intent.
Their momentum grew stronger, their hands increasingly red, flames raging.
"Not good!"
Just as the two circulated their True Qi, they suddenly felt something was amiss.
The smiles on their faces vanished, their expressions even stiffened.
"Bang!"
...
Their hands abruptly exploded, followed by their arms, flesh splattering, bone shards flying.
The explosion continued to spread, their legs, waist...
Until their heads!
"Boom!"
Finally, their bodies completely exploded, dissipating into thin air.
At this moment, everyone present witnessed the bloody scene of the two Half-Step Martial Kings’ bodies gradually exploding and disappearing.
More impactful and shocking than the special effects in sci-fi movies.
In the blink of an eye, a Half-Step Martial King was embedded into the wall and died, and two Half-Step Martial Kings exploded and perished.
In just an instant, three Half-Step Martial Kings were all dead!
Terrifying!
Such terror!
During this moment, everyone felt a profound shock in their hearts.
All eyes fell uniformly on the seated figure in the arena, gazing at him with awe like a Celestial God.
When a king is angry, in an instant, all turns to ash.
Stunned!
All were stunned!
What everyone thought to be matchless combat strength—three Half-Step Martial Kings—was so easily crushed before the Alliance Leader.
The Qiao Family’s masters collectively fell silent, each stunned, incredulous, fearful, and desperate, staring at Ye Qingtian.
Qiao Tai’s game device fell to the ground, without any reaction from him.
Qiaoqiao’s beautiful eyes widened, her eyeballs almost popping out.
The other young masters were wild-eyed, full of disbelief.
Representatives of the Thirteen Clans of the alliance looked at Ye Qingtian with even greater reverence.
Their previous worries proved to be entirely unnecessary.
"I usually don’t give the opponent two choices; offending me generally has only one outcome, a dead-end!"
Ye Qingtian slowly swept his gaze over each member of the Qiao Family, his majestic presence pressing down like a mountain.
"Thud!"
A master from the Qiao Family finally couldn’t bear the pressure, collapsing to the ground with a thud.
"Thud!"
...
The Qiao Family masters fell to their knees one after another, unable to withstand the overwhelming pressure from Ye Qingtian.
"Go back and tell your owner, not just any trash can meddle with our alliance. If there’s a next time, death without pardon! Scram!"
Ye Qingtian abruptly raised his voice, his thunderous tone shaking the entire venue, his overpowering killing intent sweeping across.
Every master of the Qiao Family was drenched in cold sweat, their bodies weakened.
They fled like fallen leaves, as embarrassed and disordered as possible.
Qiao Tai was so numb that he couldn’t walk and had to be dragged away.
As for Qiaoqiao, she was soaked in sweat, her face pale.
Clearly, it was only a minute, but it felt like a century.
But before leaving, Qiaoqiao couldn’t help but take a few more glances at Ye Qingtian.
Now, Ye Qingtian stood as a War God, his towering image tugging at every heartstring of a young girl.
...
Later, this news spread throughout the Northwest.
The Qiao Family’s three Half-Step Martial Kings forcibly confronted the Anbei Alliance Leader, only to be killed in a snap, and the Qiao Family’s masters defeated.
The name Ye Xiaoyao once again echoed through the Northwest, drawing countless people’s attention.
Even this news gradually permeated the country, especially reaching Tianjing, where many there began to take notice of Ye Xiaoyao.
But the name Xiaoyao was only ever uttered by Ye Qingtian’s mother.
So no one knew Ye Xiaoyao was Ye Qingtian, or even Ye Kuangfeng.
After taking care of the Qiao Family, Ye Qingtian looked at Kang Juntao and others.
"You seem very scared?"
Ye Qingtian asked.
"No! King, your Divine Technique is unparalleled, invincible in the world! How can the alliance fear these people?"
Kang Juntao immediately replied.
"Right, right, right! With the King here, how could we fear those people?"
Others echoed.
Aside, Zheng Chengxin sneered, "Ah, now the King has killed the Qiao Family’s masters! The Qiao Family definitely won’t let this go! Moreover, we might face an attack from the Northwest’s five superclans! Equivalent to the core strength of the Martial Arts Dao conference ganging up on us!"