Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil
Chapter 150 - 0150: Competing in Strength?

Chapter 150: Chapter 0150: Competing in Strength?

"How is this possible?"

Yan Xiaoyu exclaimed, covering her red lips with her snow-white, slender, jade-like hand.

Her clear voice was filled with disbelief.

Is this still the novice Martial Artist who needed to rely on their Reggae Team to train in the Monster Beast Desolate City?

"At that time, was he deceiving me?"

Witnessing this scene, Red Rose murmured softly.

She recalled the earlier moment in the hall at the Martial Artist Base.

How she had seductively enticed Ye Qingfeng to join the Reggae Team.

Originally, she thought Ye Qingfeng was just a frivolous young man from a wealthy family.

But now, it seemed he was a tiger in sheep’s clothing.

Remembering her seductive behavior at the time,

Red Rose felt extremely embarrassed.

It turned out that he was not only someone uninterested in such charms,

but also just let her continue her act.

Red Rose felt a sense of utter shame in her heart.

"Was I really that foolish?"

Chen Shuang clutched the snow-white expanse of her chest.

Feeling a bit like crying.

At that time, Ye Qingfeng had been falsely accused by Gu Cheng.

She, like a foolish woman, even uttered some venomous words to help Gu Cheng.

How utterly stupid.

"Kid, you’ve broken through to become a War Master?"

Wild Dog’s eyes also showed a hint of seriousness.

"But this is not the place for you to run wild."

With that, Wild Dog let out a sneer.

He drew out a Wolf Fang Club from his waist.

In Wild Dog’s view, Ye Qingfeng had only broken through to a Basic-level War Master.

In front of veterans like them who had roamed the Monster Beast Desolate City for years, he was still quite naïve.

"I just want this thing, nothing else."

Ye Qingfeng spoke calmly.

Pointing at the Seven-star Grass on the ground.

The Reggae Team was initially defeated by him.

Ye Qingfeng originally didn’t want to make a move.

But, the earlier warnings from Red Rose and Yan Xiaoyu,

made Ye Qingfeng feel that this was a good reason to lend a helping hand.

Only, there was no grudge between Falcon Team and him.

He also didn’t want to annihilate them completely.

After all, Ye Qingfeng was not a saint.

Coming to the Monster Beast Desolate City for training meant being prepared to die under the claws of Demon Beasts at any time, or be schemed against by other Martial Artists.

"Seven-star Grass, what do you think you are, daring to lay hands on this rare herb?"

Gong Lei sneered at this moment.

He had always looked down on Ye Qingfeng before.

Believing Ye Qingfeng was just a burden after joining the Reggae Team.

Now, though, jealousy flared up in his heart.

Who do you think you are?

Even coming to rescue Red Rose?

Ye Qingfeng’s swift execution of Huang Yang and Qiu Peng,

didn’t make Gong Lei view him any higher; rather, it filled him with the intent to kill.

Like a beggar he once saw, now incredibly wealthy.

Even showing off in front of the woman he loved.

How could Gong Lei not be fueled with anger?

"I’m not much, but you are worse than pigs and dogs."

Ye Qingfeng retorted faintly.

Gong Lei not only betrayed the Reggae Team,

but also watched Red Rose about to be humiliated without moving.

This kind of trash, Ye Qingfeng intended to kill.

Putting aside other reasons, just Gong Lei’s targeting of Ye Qingfeng,

Ye Qingfeng wouldn’t let this guy live in the world.

"Kid, keep bragging! Soon I’ll knock all your sharp teeth out."

Gong Lei held his shield and saber, unable to hide the killing intent in his heart.

"Killing you is like slaughtering a chicken."

Ye Qingfeng slightly raised his eyelids, speaking no more, just transmitting a calm sound.

Yet, the greater the calmness, the more it made Gong Lei’s chest feel like it was about to explode with rage.

"Kill!"

Unable to suppress the killing intent in his chest, Gong Lei roared.

And before Wild Dog could make a move,

He charged straight at Ye Qingfeng.

Shield defense, saber attack.

A sharp saber light, like a crescent moon.

Fell down like thunder.

It was like splitting a mountain in half.

With immense strength.

Gong Lei’s first strike was a killing move.

Even though he was filled with anger,

he wasn’t foolish. As a Martial Artist trained in the Monster Beast Desolate City,

he wasn’t like those domesticated Martial Artists in Base City.

His vigilance was extremely high.

Ye Qingfeng could instantly kill Huang Yang and Qiu Peng,

Gong Lei naturally wouldn’t underestimate him, Spiritual Armor fully activated.

Compared to Huang Yang’s and Qiu Peng’s Spiritual Armor, condensed by these two Basic-level War Masters,

Gong Lei’s was much heavier and more solid.

The glow from his Spiritual Armor was much richer too.

And with a shield blocking the front,

Gong Lei didn’t believe a kid who just stepped into being a War Master could break through.

"Kid, today is the day you die... Acts of a hero saving a beauty are not something a waste like you can do."

Gong Lei, who came close, roared.

The saber in his hand carried the weight of a thousand pounds.

Suddenly it fell down.

Gong Lei was an Intermediate War Master, also with a powerful physical body.

This downward slash carried 3000 pounds of force.

Among Intermediate War Masters, this kind of strength was considered decent physical prowess.

"Competing in strength?"

A slight smile curved at the corner of Ye Qingfeng’s mouth.

How could he not understand Gong Lei’s current thinking?

Breaking through with strength, overcoming a thousand skills with one power.

No matter your myriad spells, innumerable techniques.

I can break them all with my strength.

One must admit, Gong Lei was indeed a veteran Martial Artist of the Monster Beast Desolate City.

Ye Qingfeng’s sharp Sword Light that killed Huang Yang and Qiu Peng,

made him somewhat apprehensive.

Therefore, he chose the most reliable method of suppression through strength.

If it were an ordinary Martial Artist, even with some strange methods,

in the face of absolute power, they would be unable to fully utilize them.

But who was Ye Qingfeng?

In his past life, he was an Immortal Venerable, reborn in this life.

Not something a mere ant could insult.

When he broke through to become a Basic-level War Master, he absorbed the flesh and blood power of 100,000 Gold-Biting Rats.

The current physical strength had reached 5000 pounds.

Even ordinary Advanced War Masters were on par with him.

Gong Lei’s move was simply making a fool of himself, utterly foolish.

"You’re just a bug, meant to be crushed!"

A victorious smile appeared on Gong Lei’s face.

Ye Qingfeng, such a novice Martial Artist, even with a bit of talent, what of it?

He had dealt with so many like him in the Monster Beast Desolate City.

Now, it was just a matter of crushing another one.

"Just a mere clown."

A calm voice emerged from Ye Qingfeng’s throat.

Then, Ye Qingfeng stepped forward.

Gripping the longsword, his hand suddenly pulled back.

Like a Sun-shooting Bow being drawn into a full moon.

Ye Qingfeng’s arm became the bowstring and arrow.

His foot stomped the ground, his spine trembling like a great dragon.

"Boom!!"

A sound like a sonic boom echoed as Ye Qingfeng made his move.

Resounding out.

The sharp-tipped longsword, used by Ye Qingfeng like an iron rod, smashed forward.

Meeting Gong Lei’s furious downward slash head-on.

"This kid is still too green, at a lower realm, actually clashing head-on with Gong Lei."

Double Saber Nie Bing, with one hand around Chen Shuang’s waist,

feeling the softness.

While admiring the fight.