Best Young Master
Chapter 118 - 112 [Breakthrough to the Early Innate Realm]

Chapter 118: Chapter 112 [Breakthrough to the Early Innate Realm]

How... how could he be so strong?

As Ye Fan’s emotionless words echoed in his ears, and looking at Ye Fan’s deathly appearance, Yang Qing couldn’t help but glance towards Lin Ao Feng with a face full of doubt.

No answer.

Lin Ao Feng was just as confused.

Three days ago, although Ye Fan had decisively crippled Wang Dong, the strength he displayed was merely Postnatal Perfection.

Today, Ye Fan easily deflected Yang Qing’s ’Gongzi Fuhu Fist’ and within a few moves, he had injured Yang Qing.

Although the injuries were not severe, and would not affect Yang Qing’s combat ability, they were enough to prove that Ye Fan was stronger than Yang Qing!

Even Lin Ao Feng could see this point, let alone Jiang Nian, who was at the Early Innate Entry Realm?

Before coming to the West Lake Club, Ye Wenhao had repeatedly emphasized to Jiang Nian the necessity to intervene and save Ye Fan if ever he was in danger.

Although this method contravened the rules of Jianghu and might lead to queries about the integrity of the Yanhuang Organization, faced with Ye Wenhao’s unquestionable command, Jiang Nian had thought it over and eventually agreed.

Now, watching this scene unfold, Jiang Nian was completely reassured. He saw that with the strength Ye Fan had shown, as long as Yang Qing didn’t break through to the Early Innate Realm during the fight, he was destined to lose!

With his mind at ease, Jiang Nian covertly scanned the surroundings with his gaze, trying to find Ye Wenhao’s hiding spot—he had been told that Ye Wenhao would also be present but wouldn’t show himself to avoid any suspicion.

Jiang Nian looked around but did not spot Ye Wenhao.

In the distance, from a gap in the bamboo, Ye Wenhao, noticing that Jiang Nian didn’t care much but focused on the situation inside the arena, wondered what words had suddenly turned Ye Fan into such a menacing figure.

"Brother Ye is mighty and domineering!"

As Ye Wenhao was contemplating, Su Jindi, whose body was wrapped in bandages, saw Ye Fan defeating Yang Qing in just a few moves, and, as if injected with adrenaline, excitedly screamed out loud, not even minding that it agitated his wounds.

"Brother Ye Fan, keep it up!"

Situ Ruoshui clenched her fists tightly and waved them vigorously, as if using all her strength.

Hearing Su Jindi’s scream and Situ Ruoshui’s shout, Su Yuxin and Sister Liuli also relaxed a bit.

Situ Chen and Fei Si also realized that Ye Fan had the upper hand and consequently relaxed.

"Mr. Yang, that bastard was hiding his strength that day. Be very careful!"

At that moment, Lin Ao Feng had a sudden revelation and yelled a reminder to Yang Qing.

Hiding his strength?

As Lin Ao Feng’s words reached his ears, Yang Qing clenched his fists in anger. He felt like killing Lin Ao Feng to relieve his anger.

Though filled with rage, Yang Qing quickly averted his gaze back to Ye Fan and quickly adjusted his mindset.

"You little bastard, I admit you’re strong, but that doesn’t mean you can win—I’ll still have your blood spill here!"

As the leading young expert of the Hongwu Sect, not only did Yang Qing possess remarkable strength, but he also had considerable combat experience. He knew well that fighting in martial arts is like battling on a battlefield. The momentum is crucial.

He had acted rashly just now, getting caught off guard by Ye Fan, which resulted in a significant drop in his momentum. Now, he had no choice but to hypnotize himself into regaining his confidence and spirit.

"Swoosh—"

Without any nonsense, as soon as Yang Qing pumped himself up, Ye Fan moved instantly and reached Yang Qing, raising his hand for a hand blade strike!

"Whoosh!"

The hand blade sliced through the air, seeming to tear it apart as the forceful wind swept towards Yang Qing.

So fast!

Seeing Ye Fan’s ferocious approach, Yang Qing was shocked and, not daring to face it head on, sidestepped to dodge Ye Fan’s sharp edge.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Fan’s hand blade grazed past Yang Qing’s shoulder, causing him to break out in a cold sweat.

Missing with the hand blade, Ye Fan didn’t stop; with an arrow step, he chased after Yang Qing, delivering another hand blade strike!

Watching Ye Fan relentlessly pursuing him and keeping up his attacks, Yang Qing was greatly irritated, but since he couldn’t put his full force into his movements while dodging, he had to continue evading.

As the hand blade missed again, Ye Fan shifted his weight downward and suddenly kicked out, firing his leg like a cannonball towards Yang Qing’s ankle.

—Whip Kick!

After dodging twice in a row, Yang Qing felt a surge of frustration but also realized that if he continued dodging, his barely recovered momentum would plummet.

Realizing this, and sensing Ye Fan’s Whip Kick coming, Yang Qing no longer dodged but instead huffed coldly and kicked out with a Whip Kick as well!

Whip Kick against Whip Kick, a fierce clash!

"Bang—"

The impact of their legs colliding was like two steel rods hitting each other, causing a horrific force that made Yang Qing uncontrollably take a step back as the marble beneath his feet cracked, creating a series of ’crack’ sounds.

Not retreating but advancing, Ye Fan took another arrow step forward. Taking advantage of Yang Qing’s unstable footing, a powerful hammer strike thundered out!

Click!

A chill ran down Yang Qing’s spine, knowing there was no escape. He swung both hands out, spread open in a palm strike, blocking Ye Fan’s hammer strike.

"Slap—"

The clash of fist and palm made a crisp sound. Yang Qing exerted force with both hands, intercepting Ye Fan’s fist and completely neutralized the fist force in Ye Fan’s hammer strike.

Opportunity!

A thought flashed in Yang Qing’s mind, about to change his palms into claws to grasp Ye Fan’s fist and launch a counterattack.

However—

Before Yang Qing could put his thought into motion, his consciousness suddenly sensed another attack from Ye Fan.

Danger!

Yang Qing’s heart tightened, attempting to pull back and retreat quickly!

Too late!

"Whoosh!"

The sound of the air tearing apart rang out again as Ye Fan’s left hand suddenly swept forward, like a phantom, striking hard at Yang Qing’s mouth!

"Smack—"

The crisp sound of a slap echoed once more.

This time, because Yang Qing hadn’t managed to use his power in time to defend, his mouth and teeth were instantly shattered by the force in Ye Fan’s palm, sending him flying backward.

"Pu!"

In the air, Yang Qing opened his mouth to spit out, a mouthful of teeth mixed with flesh, his face bloodied and mangled, as if exploded by gunpowder.

Having struck successfully, Ye Fan did not stand still like before, but instead, generated power from his feet and chased after Yang Qing, attempting to pull him down from the air!

"Die!"

Yang Qing let out a low roar from his throat, his wrist flicking, and a dagger hidden in his long robe’s sleeve swiftly shot out.

"Whoosh—"

The sound of the air breaking sharply rang out as the dagger turned into a white light aiming for Ye Fan.

Hidden weapon!

In this critical moment, Yang Qing remembered the best life-saving technique taught by the Hongwu Sect Leader, using a hidden weapon to catch the opponent off guard and thus turn the tables.

Swoosh!

The sudden change made Jiang Nian, who was observing the battle, turn extremely pale instantly!

Yang Qing’s attack with the hidden weapon was exceedingly secretive, and the distance between Ye Fan and Yang Qing was too close; dodging seemed next to impossible!

Even if he wanted to help, it was already too late!

Compared to Jiang Nian, Ye Wenhao was even more worried—hiding in the bamboo forest, his heart suddenly tightened, and he even held his breath!

The next moment.

Just as Ye Wenhao and Jiang Nian were extremely nervous, Ye Fan sensed the danger and his body suddenly tensed up, dodging to the side like a spiritual monkey.

"Whoosh!"

Accompanying a whooshing sound, the dagger missed Ye Fan’s ribs by a hair’s breadth, the sharp blade slicing through his clothes and skin, as blood instantly seeped out.

"Clang!"

Shortly after, a crisp sound rang out as the sharp dagger not only pierced through the marble beyond the clearing but also lodged into the ground at an angle, demonstrating remarkable force.

Dodged it?

Seeing this scene, Lin Ao Feng was so shocked his eyeballs nearly popped out!

Although he was not as strong as Yang Qing, he could clearly see Yang Qing’s movements and noticed the stealth attack with the hidden weapon.

In his view, at such a short distance, it was impossible for Ye Fan to dodge!

However, now, not only had Ye Fan dodged it, but he also nearly escaped unscathed—the dagger only grazed his skin!

Seeing Ye Fan dodge the hidden weapon attack, both Ye Wenhao, hidden in the bamboo forest, and Jiang Nian, acting as the referee, secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

"Ah—"

And beyond the clearing, seeing Ye Fan’s clothes torn at the ribs and stained with blood, Situ Ruoshui immediately screamed anxiously.

Su Yuxin, Su Liuli, and Su Jindi also felt a sudden tightness in their hearts.

"Don’t worry, Xiao Fan just has a superficial wound." Nearby, Situ Chen broke out in a cold sweat, hearing his daughter’s terrified scream and promptly explained.

Hearing this, Su Yuxin and the others breathed a sigh of relief, yet their gaze remained fixed on the clearing before them.

Under their watchful eyes, Yang Qing, capitalizing on the counterattack from the hidden weapon, floated to the ground, but his face was deathly pale!

Clearly... he knew that the hidden weapon attack was his lifesaving measure, as well as his most secretive trump card.

Now that Ye Fan had not only dodged the hidden weapon but also hadn’t been seriously injured...

Under such circumstances, thinking he could still kill Ye Fan was nothing but a delusion!

"Smack! Smack! Smack!"

As Yang Qing became increasingly fearful, Ye Fan once again took steps forward, his expression emotionless as he approached Yang Qing.

Those solemn footsteps sounded like the calling of the Death God, filling Yang Qing’s heart with fear instantaneously.

In his panic, he instinctively backed away, feeling as though the further he was from Ye Fan, the safer he would be.

One step, two steps, three steps...

After three steps, Yang Qing backed up to a flowerbed, his body hitting it almost toppling the flowerbed.

Click!

Yang Qing’s heart shook, awakening from the fear, and also clearly realizing one thing: Ye Fan would definitely not let him escape!

"No!"

"I can’t die!"

Once he realized this, a strong desire to live suddenly surged through Yang Qing’s heart, and he stopped retreating, fixating his gaze on Ye Fan and growling resentfully, "I am the Hongwu Sect’s unrivaled genius! I cannot die here! I have to participate in next year’s Qing bang competition!!"

"I need to break through to the Early Innate Realm, to compete for the top ten of the Qing bang!!"

Roaring, the desire to live in Yang Qing’s eyes grew stronger and stronger, causing his facial muscles to twist together, and veins emerged all over his body.

Simultaneously, an air current suddenly generated from Yang Qing’s body, swirling around him, making his long robe flutter noisily.

In an instant.

A powerful aura emanated from Yang Qing’s body, spreading around the clearing.

He stepped into the Early Innate Realm! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)