Rebirth of the Peak Young Master
Chapter 156: Such Arrogance

Chapter 156: Chapter 156: Such Arrogance

The middle-aged man was obviously a chatterbox and immediately said, "I’m sure you’ve heard my conversation with Mr. Zhao just now and know what day it is today!"

Zheng Tan hurriedly nodded, and naturally, the others followed suit.

"Glad you do!"

The middle-aged man gestured toward the mountaintop and said, "That Venerable over there is the overseas first master, the Innate Martial King, Wang Tian!"

That elder is Wang Tian?

Upon hearing this, Zheng Tan immediately saw the light, understanding why Wang Tian could be so arrogant.

Although they didn’t quite know what an Innate Martial King was, the mere title of being the overseas first master was already quite intimidating!

But who, then, could possibly dare to challenge Wang Tian for a duel?

Thinking of this, Zheng Tan quickly asked, "Senior, who is this other young Martial King?"

"Unknown!"

The middle-aged man furrowed his brow and said, "This person is a rising star of late. Rumor has it that he reached the level of Innate Martial King at just seventeen or eighteen years old—an unprecedented feat! It’s uncertain whether the rumors are true, but one thing is known: this person hails from Yuntai!"

Hails from Yuntai?

And only seventeen or eighteen?

Whether it was Zheng Tan or Wu Xia, upon hearing this, both froze slightly.

For some reason, the same image surfaced in their minds: a young man who, atop Purple Mist Building, had made the thirteen major figures of Su Province bow their heads—Ye Fei!

Could Ye Fei be that so-called young Martial King?

Thinking of this, they all exchanged glances.

But soon, they dismissed the idea.

Though Ye Fei had now become an unattainable and formidable figure in their eyes, claiming he was an Innate Martial King seemed far-fetched.

After all, not long ago, Ye Fei was just like them—a student at Yuntian University. How could he possibly be a young Martial King!

Still, this stirred their curiosity.

What kind of extraordinary prodigy could stand atop that mountain like a god, commanding the respect of figures even more imposing than Su Province’s bigwigs, and compel such luminaries to gather here and observe?

"Senior, where is the young Martial King? Why haven’t I seen him?" Han Fenfen, regaining her composure, asked curiously.

"Heh, of course you haven’t seen him! The appointed duel time is noon sharp, and it’s not yet time. That young Martial King likely hasn’t arrived yet!" the middle-aged man replied with a chuckle.

At that moment, a nearby man in combat attire interrupted, "Or maybe he won’t come at all!"

"Won’t come? Why’s that?" Han Fenfen asked puzzled.

"A seventeen or eighteen-year-old Innate Martial King? Who would believe that? Who would dare believe that?"

The man in combat attire sneered coldly, "Most likely it’s just a load of exaggerated boasting. If a young whelp like that challenges Wang Tian for a duel, isn’t he as good as dead?"

As he uttered the word "dead," a fierce aura emanated from him.

Immediately, Han Fenfen and the others involuntarily trembled.

Seeing this, the man in combat attire smiled smugly.

Evidently, their fear gave him a sense of accomplishment.

But just then, an overwhelming, sky-shrouding presence swept over with a force one hundred, no—a thousand times stronger than that of the man in combat attire, leaving him frozen as he stared dumbly toward the horizon.

The other warriors, who had been idly chatting, instantly fell silent and turned to look in the same direction.

"It’s here!"

"At last, it’s arrived!"

"Just as expected, a famed figure is never unworthy of their renown!"

The previously quiet Purple Mist Mountain Scenic Area suddenly erupted into a cacophony, the crowd now filled with reverence akin to their earlier worshipful gazes toward Wang Tian’s arrival.

"Senior, what’s here?"

Hearing the commotion, Zheng Tan asked earnestly.

The middle-aged man spoke in a solemn tone, "Mind your words—that young Martial King has arrived!"

The young Martial King has arrived?

Han Fenfen was the first to pull Wu Xia forward a few steps to get a better look.

From the horizon, they saw a figure slowly growing larger—it was a young man walking through the sky, defying all physical laws.

Though they stood far away and couldn’t make out his features clearly, the sheer aura he exuded was enough to make Han Fenfen swoon.

"S-so handsome! Is this an immortal descending to the mortal realm?" Han Fenfen exclaimed, utterly entranced.

"What immortal? Stop fangirling!"

Wu Xia quickly tugged on the excited Han Fenfen to stop her from causing a commotion.

Still, her heart raced.

For this young man striding through the sky like a divine being stirred a vague, indescribable sense of familiarity within her.

At that moment, Bi Jie frowned and said, "Hey! Does this young Martial King look... familiar to you?"

"I think so!"

Shi Tian nodded and replied, "Looks like... looks like that person!"

That person?

Zheng Tan and Xiao Ge froze upon hearing this, but then shook their heads with a laugh.

How could it be that person? That person was indeed powerful, but nowhere near this level. The young man in the sky before them had already transcended to the realm of gods.

As the crowd continued to speculate, the young man finally landed steadily atop the crown of a towering tree.

Opposite him, the elder who had been silently meditating on another treetop slowly stood and regarded the young man with a faint gaze. "You’re here?"

"Mm. Here to kill you!" replied the young man coolly.

You’re here?

I’m here to kill you!

Listening to Ye Fei and Wang Tian’s brief exchange, everyone gathered below the mountaintop found it rather peculiar.

Their tone didn’t match that of mortal enemies about to clash but instead resembled old acquaintances with an awkward distance between them.

Little did they know that while the two spoke casually, they had already restrained their energy—it was a showdown waiting to erupt!

"Mr. Ye? Haha, a famed figure who lives up to their reputation! I didn’t expect that after all these years away from China, there’d emerge such a formidable young prodigy like you. Truly eye-opening!"

Wang Tian looked Ye Fei up and down, then burst into laughter, his gaze resembling that of someone spotting an intriguing toy.

Ye Fei frowned slightly and said, "Are you always so talkative?"

"Not really. Just excited to hunt down something thrilling! Hence..."

Wang Tian stopped mid-sentence, let out a piercing roar, and launched a sudden punch straight at Ye Fei.

"Hahaha! Hence, let me crush you here and now!"

Bang!

With a booming sound, Wang Tian’s fist exploded with a surge of purple lightning, scattering birds into the sky and causing numerous trees nearby to collapse.

The onlookers were all struck with disbelief.

"That’s Wang Tian’s Purple Lightning Inner Power! The overseas first Martial King truly lives up to his name!"

"Indeed, such rapid and forceful attacks dominate from the outset. It seems this battle is already decided—the young Martial King won’t last long!"

"I wonder if the young Martial King can even withstand it? Let’s hope he isn’t struck down in merely one move!"

Several supposed martial arts masters immediately began commenting after witnessing Wang Tian’s terrifying strike.

But just then, the once overbearing Wang Tian froze mid-motion, his brow furrowing.

His devastating punch had been calmly and firmly intercepted by Ye Fei. Not only that, but Ye Fei hadn’t even taken half a step back.

With one hand clasping Wang Tian’s mighty fist, Ye Fei spoke indifferently, "So impatient—doing this for revenge for your two disciples?"

"Disciples? Haha, lacking in skill and dead is dead! Do you think they’re worthy of me avenging them?"

Wang Tian sneered, withdrew his hand, and replied coldly, "I’ve trained overseas all these years and already glimpsed the threshold of the God Realm. Returning to China this time, I have two unfulfilled ambitions!"