God-Level All-rounder Expert
Chapter 326 - 351, Unrivaled

Chapter 326: Chapter 351, Unrivaled

When Lin Yuanhao and Zhou Peilan appeared, they immediately attracted numerous gazes.

Lin Yuanhao wore an exquisite suit and carried a smile, exuding ease and propriety, but Zhou Peilan’s expression showed not the slightest hint of happiness, rather a trace of sorrow.

After witnessing this scene, Fang Yi’s resolve only hardened; he would not allow Zhou Peilan to leap into this fire pit, not even slightly.

At that moment, Fang Yi’s brow suddenly raised, and he said to the person beside him, "You should leave first."

Kong Qingci, puzzled, asked, "What’s wrong?"

Fang Yi replied, "Someone wants to cause trouble for me, you should leave first."

Kong Qingci said, "Can you handle it?"

Fang Yi smiled and said, "Have you ever seen me at a disadvantage?"

Kong Qingci gave a startled laugh, and then gracefully departed.

After Kong Qingci had left, a few young men with cold expressions and ill intentions slowly stepped out from among the crowd.

An aura slowly spread, one unique to martial artists; they released their aura, and Fang Yi sensed it, either Human Level nine or Earth Level one.

Fang Yi’s expression remained calm, but his eyes, like ice swords, swept over these young men as he indifferently stated, "It appears you all come with ill intentions."

"We indeed carry ill intentions," a young man stepped forward, seemingly the leader of the group.

Fang Yi sized up this young man—he stood apart from his peers, as an Earth Level one, his aura intense and his face filled with pride, his gaze littered with mockery and disdain toward Fang Yi.

Another young man stepped forward, echoing the leader’s words, "You are Fang Yi, I presume."

Fang Yi indifferently replied, "Indeed, it is I. Judging by the extraordinary countenances of you all, I presume... you must be from the White Lotus Sect."

At this remark, the young men all showed surprised expressions, and from their subtle reactions, Fang Yi had his answer.

The leading young man sneered coldly, "I didn’t expect you to guess our identity. It seems Wang Tong was right; you are indeed not simple. However..."

At this point, the young man’s lips curved into a sinister, cold smile, "Knowing our identity, you will die a gruesome death."

Fang Yi crossed his arms in front of his chest and smirked, "Heh."

Those words, the "Heh," instantly brought back the chilling cold on the young men’s faces, all clearly catching the mocking tone.

A young man stepped forward, coldly stating, "Fang Yi, dare you come with us to a place?"

Fang Yi smiled faintly and said, "Sure, I too find this place too noisy, a quieter place sounds good."

The Lin Family compound had many secluded places, resembling an arranged duel, and under the gaze of several young men, Fang Yi arrived at a deserted courtyard, facing these young men alone.

Fang Yi casually put his hands in his pockets and glanced at them, "Where’s Wang Tong, the protector? Why haven’t I seen him?"

"Wang Tong, a protector, is not someone you get to meet just because you wish to," a young man snarled, then struck at Fang Yi.

Fang Yi’s brow subtly raised, and his lips curled into a frosty arc.

The next moment, Fang Yi made his move as well; he wouldn’t wait for these young men to attack him one by one.

"Prepare to die!"

The charging young man sneered, unleashing a Human Level nine aura, his inner strength robust, his fists breaking the air, coming straight on.

Fang Yi smiled faintly and also threw a punch.

Bang!

Under the gaze of the young men, the arm of the young man bent, his robust inner strength directly repelled by Fang Yi’s punch.

The young man staggered back, and another young man rushed up to support him.

Fang Yi said indifferently, "If you can’t even withstand one punch, you might as well all come at once."

Those words immediately incited outrage among the young men, all displaying anger.

The leading young man revealed a chilling smile and barked, "He wants to die, let’s indulge him, all together!"

The next moment, several young men hesitated no longer and all charged at Fang Yi.

The leading young man, looking at Fang Yi from the opposite side with his hands behind his back, muttered coldly to himself, "Daring to show arrogance in front of me, Mao Donglin, you’re courting death!"

...

In the distance, on top of a tall building, Wang Tong frowned imperceptibly as he watched the situation in the courtyard below.

"Wang Tong, what’s the matter? Do you have that little faith in our young master?" Beside him stood a middle-aged man, thin and grim-looking, with a hooked nose and shadowy eyes.

"Mo Shu, you know exactly what level of strength our young master possesses. The elder assigned both of us to protect him. If something goes wrong, will you take responsibility?" Wang Tong said coldly.

Mo Shu chuckled and responded, "The young master is at the ninth level of Human-Level and is about to break through to Earth-Level soon. His strength is quite formidable. Besides, you said that the kid is just at a lower Human-Level. With the young master’s men taking action, no matter how tricky the kid is, he will fall. There’s no need for the young master to make a move."

"Just keep an eye on it, and make sure no mistakes happen," Wang Tong replied.

...

Several youths attacked Fang Yi, three at the first segment of Earth-Level and two at the ninth level of Human-Level. Such strength would be considered good even among the martial arts sects beyond the secular world.

If Fang Yi were still at the ninth level of Human-Level, half-step Earth-Level, he would probably have been defeated by the mob.

But now... things were different.

A youth attacked from behind; Fang Yi executed the Divine Travel Steps, quickly dodging to the side, while another Earth-Level youth closed in and threw a punch.

Fang Yi countered with a punch of his own.

Their fists collided; Fang Yi’s fist was filled with vigorous Inner Strength. On the other side, another Earth-Level youth rapidly approached. In addition, two Human-Level youths watched eagerly.

Standing outside, Mao Donglin yelled at the besieged Fang Yi, "Fang Yi, don’t resist! Just surrender, and I’ll break your limbs. Otherwise, you’ll suffer even more in my hands."

"Do you think you’ve got me cornered?" Fang Yi’s face showed a mocking sneer.

"Three at Earth-Level, two at Human-Level—I really don’t see how you’re going to break out," Mao Donglin said confidently and leisurely.

"Let’s see how I break out powerfully!" Fang Yi sneered.

The next moment, a powerful surge of Inner Strength circulated inside Fang Yi.

The youths sensed it, their expressions changing as one shouted, "Quick, end this fight fast!"

But Fang Yi only needed a moment to enhance his Inner Strength. As soon as the youth finished speaking, Fang Yi used Divine Travel Steps to their limit, appearing behind an Earth-Level youth like a phantom.

"Eight Extremes Fist, the Third Extreme!"

Since Fang Yi’s breakthrough to Earth-Level, the power of Eight Extremes Fist had grown even stronger, so when his punch landed, the Earth-Level youth realized too late to defend effectively.

Bang!

A figure flew out; this Earth-Level youth was blasted away by Fang Yi’s punch.

Afterward, Fang Yi’s cold gaze locked onto another youth.

Immediately, Fang Yi charged out again like a ghost, using Divine Travel Steps to their utmost, nearly invincible in speed among his peers.

Thus, Fang Yi moved like a fish weaving through the youths, while they couldn’t capture his movements.

When Fang Yi stopped, one youth reacted too slowly and was punched in the side of the face by Fang Yi before falling to the ground.

"Form together!" The remaining three youths realized they would be picked off one by one, so they quickly gathered together.

"Even together, you’re useless!" Fang Yi scoffed, his fighting spirit surging, unstoppable.

Eight Extremes Fist, the Eighth Extreme!

Fang Yi attacked head-on; his punch, filled with robust Inner Strength, burst forth powerfully.

The three youths tried to defend together, striking out at Fang Yi simultaneously.

However, to their shock, even with their combined efforts, Fang Yi’s punch surged like a tidal wave, overwhelming them. Although they pooled all their power into one, they still couldn’t withstand his strike.

In the next moment, the three figures were knocked backward, landing hard and spitting blood, unable to fight any longer.

"Now it’s your turn!" Fang Yi’s gaze shifted to Mao Donglin.

At this moment, Mao Donglin was filled with fear; his complexion turned extremely unsightly. Being merely at the ninth level of Human-Level, still a step from reaching Earth-Level, and seeing the three Earth-Levels defeated, what could he possibly do if he fought?

By now, Mao Donglin realized he was no match for Fang Yi and turned to flee.

But Fang Yi wouldn’t let him escape.

Meanwhile, the expressions of Wang Tong and Mo Shu on the tall building changed dramatically, and they hurriedly rushed over.