Best Young Master
Chapter 171 - 152 [Give Me a Reason Not to Kill You]

Chapter 171: Chapter 152 [Give Me a Reason Not to Kill You]

No response came.

Lu Wen stood frozen, his eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at Ye Fan, as if he couldn’t believe everything before him was real.

As a Postnatal Perfect Martial Artist, he knew very well that it was increasingly difficult to advance one’s realm the further one progressed.

The reason he had reached such a realm at a young age was entirely because of his father.

From a young age, he learned martial arts from Lv Canghai and had his constitution improved through medication by Lv Canghai.

Especially after Lv Canghai joined the Yanhuang Organization, leveraging his power, he obtained a great number of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures and Spiritual Medicines from other martial artists, which he poured into Lu Wen. This not only greatly enhanced Lu Wen’s constitution but also his strength advanced by leaps and bounds.

Later on, Lv Canghai even risked the potential regression of his own skills to empower Lu Wen, enabling Lu Wen to break through to the Postnatal Perfection Realm in one fell swoop!

It could be said that Lu Wen’s ascent to the Postnatal Perfection Realm was accomplished with immense effort equivalent to the combined strength of nine bulls and two tigers.

Now, Ye Fan, who seemed like a country bumpkin in Lu Wen’s eyes, displayed an aura stronger than that of the Postnatal Perfection, which could only leave him in unimaginable shock.

"Clap! Clap!"

In the same moment Lu Wen was shaken, Ye Fan steadily walked towards him. His footsteps were heavy and deliberate, echoing like drumming.

The rhythmic sound dispersed the air in front of Lu Wen, pressing down on his chest with an invisible pressure as oppressive as the weight of Taishan Mountain.

Instantly, Lu Wen found it hard to breathe, and his consciousness began to waver slightly.

"Swoosh!"

"Huh!"

This realization instantly brought Lu Wen back to his senses. He opened his mouth wide, like a python swallowing its prey, took a deep breath, and then forcefully exhaled.

Between this inhalation and exhalation, Lu Wen’s shaken consciousness steadied, and the shock that had appeared on his face vanished without a trace.

"I really didn’t expect to encounter someone like you, such a master, at Dong hai University!"

With his emotions stabilized, Lu Wen quickly raised his War Intent and sneered coldly, "I admit I misjudged you. But if you think I will be scared of you, you are greatly mistaken!"

As his words fell, Lu Wen’s War Intent boiled. A more powerful aura emerged from him, the air around him surged, swirling around his body like a solid wall, protecting him within.

Hmm?

Perceiving this change in Lu Wen’s aura, Ye Fan was struck by a thought and instinctively paused his steps.

"Hey, kid, I know all the young Innate Masters from the Huaxia Martial Arts World, and I’ve seen their profiles. You are not among them! At best, you’re merely at the Half-step Innate!"

Seeing Ye Fan stop, Lu Wen’s confidence skyrocketed, and a belief in his certain victory surged in his heart. His tone once again turned arrogant. "It doesn’t matter whether you were just bluffing or if there indeed have been many Postnatal Perfect Martial Artists who’ve died at your hands. Today, I’ll show you that there are many levels within the Postnatal Perfection Realm. Some can’t catch even one move from a Half-step Innate Martial Artist, while others can kill a Half-step Innate Martial Artist—and I am the latter!"

With those words, Lu Wen sneered, took a step forward, his body moving sinuously—twisting and turning, coiling and uncoiling. His movements imitated a dragon: swallowing and spitting, rising and sinking, enlarging and shrinking, elongating and shortening, unpredictable in their variations.

——Dragon Form Step!

Seeing Lu Wen’s ethereal footwork, Ye Fan’s pupils slightly dilated.

Just now, his reason for stopping was because he sensed that Lu Wen, while boosting his War Intent, was utilizing "Yanhuang Fist"—only those who practiced "Yanhuang Fist" could elevate their War Intent to the peak in an extremely short period of time!

At that moment, seeing Lu Wen employ the movement technique "Dragon Form Step" from "Yanhuang Fist," Ye Fan was completely certain that Lu Wen planned to use "Yanhuang Fist" against him!

"Die!"

As if to confirm Ye Fan’s suspicion, just when Ye Fan understood Lu Wen’s intentions, Lu Wen roared and twisted like a spiral. Then, he slightly crouched, his body shooting forward like an Azure Dragon, his hands striking forward like dragon claws as he violently swiped at Ye Fan.

——Azure Dragon Claw!

The moment he struck, Lu Wen put forth all his strength, employing the deadly "Azure Dragon Claw" from "Yanhuang Fist," aiming to smash Ye Fan’s head like a melon.

Facing Lu Wen’s ferocious strike, Ye Fan neither dodged nor evaded. At first glance, it seemed he was frozen, but if one met his gaze, they would realize it wasn’t fear that held him—it was disdain!

Disdain?

Yes!

Although Lu Wen used "Yanhuang Fist," which was created by a Supreme Strongman of the Yanhuang Organization, Lu Wen had not grasped the essence of this martial art. He had only learned the basics. Compared to Zhu Gang from the Yanhuang Organization, who had fought Ye Fan previously, he fell far short!

At that time, Zhu Gang, because of a misunderstanding, attacked Ye Fan using the "Yanhuang Fist," which he had practiced his whole life. He not only understood the martial intentions within the art, embodying its forms and harboring its spirit, but had also simplified complexity, infusing it with the fearless, advance-without-retreat spirit of a warrior, forcing Ye Fan to use eighty percent of his strength to resist, ultimately resulting in a draw.

Now, Ye Fan had stepped into the Half-step Innate Realm, his strength not just slightly, but significantly improved!

Given this situation, how could Lu Wen’s half-hearted, superficial understanding of "Yanhuang Fist" pose any threat to him?The wind howled toward him, but Ye Fan didn’t strike. Instead, his feet slid backward like a ghost, instantly shifting several meters away.

Huh?

In a flash like sparks flying up from flint, Lu Wen’s hands swiped through the air, his pupils suddenly dilated, and the sneer on his face went stiff!

Where is he??

After his blow missed, Lu Wen immediately retracted his hands; within the scope of his vision, there was no trace of Ye Fan.

Not only that, but his consciousness also couldn’t detect Ye Fan’s aura, as if he had never appeared!

"What is your relationship with the Yanhuang Organization?"

The next moment, as unease began to settle in Lu Wen’s heart, a voice sounded behind him.

Clank!

Startled by Ye Fan’s voice, Lu Wen’s heart trembled. He did not turn around but instead leaped up, quickly sprinting out over a dozen meters.

"Huff~"

Once he stopped, Lu Wen noted that Ye Fan hadn’t chased after him. He couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief, then turned around, his gaze sweeping back toward Ye Fan.

At this moment, there was no longer any trace of arrogance on Lu Wen’s face, only a rare expression of solemnity.

As the saying goes, the expert shows his skill with a mere move.

From the exchange just now, he realized that even if he used "Yanhuang Fist," he was no match for Ye Fan. On the contrary, had Ye Fan decided to attack him just then, he wouldn’t have been able to defend himself!

Thus, he could guess even with his toes that Ye Fan’s previous claim of having killed many Postnatal Perfect martial artists wasn’t bragging but a fact—Ye Fan hadn’t struck, simply discerning that he used "Yanhuang Fist" and mistaking him for a member of the Yanhuang Organization, opting for caution rather than action!

"Hey, good eye, to actually recognize my boxing technique!"

While grasping all this, Lu Wen’s mind was flooded with astonishment. Yet, he feigned calmness and pretended to be a member of the Yanhuang Organization, "Since you know who I am, why not surrender quickly?"

"Surrender?"

Ye Fan laughed, looking at him as if watching a poorly acting clown perform, "The real members of the Yanhuang Organization are all tempered through battles of blood and fire. Not to mention other things, the overwhelming fighting spirit common among martial artists is something they all possess!

You might use ’Yanhuang Fist,’ but you’ve grasped neither the essence of war and slaughter in this boxing technique nor do you carry the warrior’s spirit of advancing courageously and treating death as homecoming. You don’t even have the basic murderous aura—all of this proves that you are not a member of the Yanhuang Organization!"

"Swoosh!"

As Ye Fan’s words echoed in his ears, Lu Wen’s face drastically changed again. He hadn’t expected Ye Fan to see through his fake identity, nor that Ye Fan would understand so much about the Yanhuang Organization and Yanhuang Fist.

"I didn’t strike just now because I wanted to know why you, a Postnatal Perfection martial artist who knows ’Yanhuang Fist,’ would become a student," Ye Fan asked nonchalantly, his curiosity seemingly nothing more than mere whimsical interest.

"Who are you?"

Lu Wen did not answer but instead questioned Ye Fan in shock.

"Since you don’t want to talk, then I’m not interested in knowing either."

Seeing that Lu Wen had no intention to answer, Ye Fan’s curiosity vanished. He approached Lu Wen again, "Now, it’s my turn."

"You... you dare!"

Ye Fan’s words snapped Lu Wen out of his shock. Realizing Ye Fan was about to make a move, he roared in anger.

Not dare?

Ye Fan answered with his actions!

Under the cover of night.

He suddenly exerted force in his legs, his body flashed forward, reaching in front of Lu Wen in an instant, his right hand sweeping out as if reaching into a sack, and fiercely grabbed for Lu Wen’s neck!

In his strike, Ye Fan pushed his speed to the limit, making it too fast for the surrounding students to see and giving Lu Wen no chance to dodge!

"Swoosh!"

Lu Wen only felt a dangerous aura envelop him. Just as he thought to dodge, he heard the sound of the air tearing, and a large hand with an irresistible momentum reaching out for him!

"Give me one reason why I shouldn’t?"

Before Lu Wen could resist or evade, Ye Fan grabbed his neck, lifted him into the air, and asked coldly.

Feeling the killing intent emanating from Ye Fan’s words, a never-before-felt fear silently emerged in Lu Wen’s heart. He did not irresponsibly resist but remained motionless, as if fixed in mid-air.

"Hiss~"

Shortly after, realizing that Ye Fan had increased the strength in his grip, Lu Wen inhaled sharply in fear and hastily responded, "Not only are you striking at ordinary people, but you are also killing me without a life and death contract, violating the rules set by the Yanhuang Organization—Yanhuang Organization will not let you go..."

"That reason is not enough!"

Ye Fan coldly interrupted Lu Wen, his face showing no mercy. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation tickets, monthly tickets at Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian.com to read.)