Best Young Master
Chapter 310 - 276: 【Master Duel】

Chapter 310: Chapter 276: 【Master Duel】

"At last!"

Watching the red Hongqi H7 Sedan speeding toward him, feeling Ye Wenhao’s powerful aura, and hearing Ye Wenhao’s angry roar, Zhao Meng’s heart, which had been hanging by a thread, quietly settled down.

He was well aware that although Ye Fan had cleverly used the life-and-death situation of Murong Sheng to temporarily save his own life by blackmailing Murong Gu, he was fundamentally unable to contend against Murong Gu, nor could he prolong the stalemate for long.

After all, Murong Sheng’s mind and spirit were shattered, and his body’s functions couldn’t maintain normal operations. If he didn’t receive the nourishment of Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi, he would ultimately perish, both body and soul.

Once Murong Sheng died, Murong Gu would have no concerns holding him back and would certainly slay Ye Fan!

Now, with Ye Wenhao’s arrival, there was no need to worry anymore.

Although he didn’t know what level of strength Ye Wenhao had achieved by now, he felt that since Ye Wenhao had been able to create the miracle of rising from an ordinary person to the top of the Qing bang within a few short years, defeating Murong Gu, who had once been a defeated subordinate, should be no problem.

"So that’s how it is."

Next to Zhao Meng, Kang Lin and the others suddenly realized.

Only at this moment did they understand why Zhao Meng had previously asked them to find ways to delay the life-and-death battle, and why Zhao Meng had just now pretended along with Ye Fan to mock Murong Gu.

All of this, just to wait for Ye Wenhao to arrive!

"Phew~"

Ye Fan also quietly sighed in relief, but more than relief, he felt moved.

Father’s love is profound!

Perhaps a father can never tend to his child in minute detail as is currently the case, but a father is like a great mountain, always providing steadfast support for his child, shielding him from the wind and rain until he grows old!

In some respects, Ye Wenhao was not a competent father.

He had failed to fulfill a father’s responsibilities over the past twenty or more years, and back then, for the sake of his political career colored in shades of red, he had followed Old Master Ye’s arrangements and abandoned Ye Fan’s mother, Ling Yun.

Even his actions had caused Ye Fan to harbor resentment towards him!

However—

At this moment.

Ye Wenhao’s shout, "Murong Gu, if you dare touch a hair on my son, I’ll flatten your Wudang," was like a moving dagger stabbing into Ye Fan’s heart, eradicating the resentment within him.

For a time, Ye Fan was like a dazed person, staring blankly at the speeding car in front of him, motionless.

Hm?

As if perceiving Ye Fan’s distraction, Murong Gu’s mind stirred, wanting to strike again.

"You’d better look behind you."

In his moved state, Ye Fan had not let down his guard. Sensing Murong Gu’s killing intent, he coldly smiled and said.

Swish!

Apparently not expecting Ye Fan’s reaction to be so sharp, Murong Gu’s face changed. Knowing he had missed the chance to kill Ye Fan, he involuntarily turned his head toward Murong Sheng, only to see the Taiyin Xuan Sword had pierced Murong Sheng’s skin at some unknown time.

Although the tip of the Taiyin Xuan Sword had only penetrated slightly, it caused the wound on Murong Sheng to widen, and the speed of bleeding visibly increased.

"How ruthless you are!"

Seeing this, Murong Gu, understanding that if he made any rash moves, Ye Fan would kill Murong Sheng first, could only swallow his pride, while his eyes flickered with a calculating light, pondering his next move.

"Zzt~"

Meanwhile, the speeding red Hongqi H7 suddenly slowed down, the car tires fiercely rubbing against the ground, producing a noise that grew increasingly loud and piercing.

"Bang—"

Soon, the piercing friction noise was overwhelmed by a thudding sound, and the car door on the driver’s side suddenly flew off.

"Whoosh—"

Ye Wenhao flashed out of the car, defying the laws of inertia and landing solidly, his feet cracking the concrete ground.

This moment, Ye Wenhao’s expression wasn’t as calm and composed as usual, but rather, his brows were tightly furrowed, his face filled with emotions like concern, urgency, and anger.

His eyes flickered like lightning as he glared at Ye Fan being held aloft by Murong Gu, and shouted furiously, "Let go of my son!"

"I will, but first, have him use telekinesis to move the Taiyin Xuan Sword away from my son’s neck."

Murong Gu’s eyes sparkled with a cold light. Far from being afraid of Ye Wenhao’s rage, he instead allowed his killing intent to steadily escalate.

Hm?

Hearing Murong Gu’s words, Ye Wenhao’s peripheral vision clearly saw the Taiyin Xuan Sword hanging above Murong Sheng’s neck.

This discovery made Ye Wenhao see the situation clearly and understand why Ye Fan had survived until now.

"Murong Gu, twenty-three years ago, I defeated you, and you lost your place as the number one of the Qing bang. You considered it the greatest humiliation of your life and swore revenge," Ye Wenhao, realizing that Ye Fan was momentarily safe, no longer appeared as urgent and anxious as before, but instead spoke coldly, "If I’m not mistaken, you initially came out of seclusion intending to challenge me directly, but having heard that I had left the Martial Arts World, feared that I would not accept the challenge. Thus, you had your son initiate a life-and-death battle with my son, hoping to provoke me by attempting to kill my son and force me into accepting your challenge, am I right?"

Perhaps because Ye Wenhao had guessed his thoughts, or perhaps because of his own son’s miserable defeat, Murong Gu had nothing to say, his expression ugly.

"Murong Gu, twenty-three years ago, although you were defeated by me, I admired your unyielding spirit and determination in pursuing Martial Arts, so not only did I spare your life, I also left you alive,"

As he spoke, Ye Wenhao’s gaze towards Murong Gu turned disdainful, "Yet today, you had your son fight a life-and-death battle against my son with the Taiyin Xuan Sword and took advantage of the situation. Not only was your son defeated by my son because he was less skilled, but you as a Great Elder of the Wudang Sect, bullied the weak and attacked my son—such behavior is truly despicable!"

"You are bringing disgrace to the Wudang Sect and the Huaxia Martial Arts World!"

"You..."

Facing the relentless humiliation from Ye Wenhao, Murong Gu felt his martial artist’s pride being crushed underfoot, shaking with rage.

"If you have even a shred of dignity as a martial artist, then release my son and face me in a fair fight!" Ye Wenhao stood proudly, his aura fiercely righteous, "I offer you a chance to redress your humiliation!"

"As you say, I have emerged from seclusion specifically to wash away the humiliation of the past, naturally, I will not fear a battle with you!" Murong Gu frowned, responding, "But how can you assure me, once I release your son, he won’t kill my son?"

"Do you think my son would be so dishonorable like you?"

Ye Wenhao snorted disdainfully, then looked tenderly at Xiao Fan and said, "Xiao Fan, after I engage Murong Gu in a fight to the death, do not take the opportunity to strike at his son."

"Okay."

Xiao Fan agreed straightforwardly.

After all, Murong Sheng was already utterly devastated mentally, with his Dantian shattered and his internal organs damaged; he was no different from a dead man, so there was no point in attacking him further.

"Shua!"

Upon hearing that, Murong Gu immediately let go of Xiao Fan, seemingly unconcerned about Xiao Fan taking advantage of the situation to attack Murong Sheng.

And so it was indeed.

Having once been defeated by Ye Wenhao, Murong Gu knew very well that Ye Wenhao was a man of his word.

"Hu~"

Seeing Xiao Fan freed from Murong Gu’s clutches, Su Yuxin, Su Liuli, Situ Ruoshui, and Su Jindi all breathed a sigh of relief and quickly walked towards Xiao Fan.

"We should back off to avoid being affected,"

Xiao Fan warned, recalling the explosive bursts of Gang Qi from every strike of Murong Gu earlier as he spoke to them.

The four of them understood that a high-stakes duel between experts like Ye Wenhao and Murong Gu was not something they could afford to watch up close, so they wisely followed Xiao Fan back to the courtyard of the villa.

Not only them, but Zhao Meng and his group also feared becoming collateral damage and hurriedly followed Xiao Fan and his group back into the courtyard of the villa.

"Ye Wenhao, originally I merely wanted to defeat you to cleanse myself of past disgrace, but now I’d like to add a condition." After Xiao Fan and the others had retreated into the courtyard of the villa, Murong Gu suddenly spoke up.

Ye Wenhao raised an eyebrow: "What condition?"

"Earlier, that Zhao person said your son could heal the soul."

Murong Gu glanced at the dull-faced Murong Sheng and said, "If you lose, let your son help my son restore his soul, and he must spare no effort!"

"So it’s a wager," Ye Wenhao scoffed. "And what if you lose?"

"Your son negotiated with me earlier, saying that if he helped my son restore his soul, I must give him the Taiyin Xuan Sword and the Taiyin Xuanmen Sword Technique," remembering what Xiao Fan had mentioned, Murong Gu said solemnly, "If I lose, according to what your son just said, I will hand over these two items."

"Forget about the Taiyin Xuanmen Sword Technique," Ye Wenhao said indifferently.

Hm?

Murong Gu raised an eyebrow, puzzled.

"First, although the Taiyin Xuanmen Sword Technique is acclaimed as the Wudang Sect’s treasured art, my son doesn’t care for it. Secondly, you just tried to kill my son, so as a matter of reciprocation, I will take your life—you won’t have the chance to disclose the techniques of the Taiyin Xuanmen Sword Technique!"

Ye Wenhao spoke coldly, his murderous intent suddenly erupting, making him resemble an unsheathed treasure sword, sharp and formidable.

"Hehe... Ye Wenhao, although I don’t know how you went from a powerless scholar to an Innate Great Perfection Master, I can tell from the recent interaction that you are still in the Innate Great Perfection realm," Murong Gu said, not angry but amused instead; he laughed mockingly as if he had heard the funniest thing in the world, "This means that in the past twenty-three years, your Martial Arts Cultivation hasn’t progressed at all! Whereas I have stepped into the Half-step Gang Qi realm, dreaming of taking my life is just that—a dream!"

"Is that so?" Ye Wenhao stood proudly, fearless.

"The wonder and strength of the Half-step Gang Qi realm is beyond your comprehension!"

Murong Gu looked down on Ye Wenhao, sneering, "Make your move, I’ll allow you three strikes; after that, you won’t have any chance to act!"

"Swoosh—"

Without a word, Ye Wenhao powered up from below, springing forward and instantly arriving in front of Murong Gu; his right fist clenched, like a cannonball fired at full force, he struck at Murong Gu.

During the strike, the Gang Qi stored in Ye Wenhao’s Dantian surged crazily to his right fist, immediately enveloping him in an overwhelming evil aura.

With the first strike, he unleashed the Xuansha Fist’s killing move.

Qi Rushes to the Sky.

Sixth Layer!

Fifty-four times the power!!

...

...(To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation ticket and monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to continue reading.)