Rebirth of the Peak Young Master
Chapter 193: The Palm Technique from the Sky

Chapter 193: Chapter 193: The Palm Technique from the Sky

The young man was momentarily stunned, but then burst into even more unrestrained laughter.

"Hahaha! Did everyone hear that? This kid actually claims to be an Innate Expert? Haha, it’s been a while since I’ve heard such a ridiculous joke!"

As he spoke, the young man bent over with laughter.

Meanwhile, others shook their heads contemptuously.

"Innate? What arrogant nonsense. A mere mortal probably doesn’t even know what ’innate’ means, yet he dares to speak such words!"

"At first, I thought they must have some backing to make it this far, but now it’s clear they are just ignorant fools!"

An older man, who exuded authority, snorted coldly, "What has the world come to these days? Youngsters are so outrageously arrogant. Not long ago, there were even rumors of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old in Su Province who supposedly killed the Overseas First Martial King, Wang Tian, with one slash. And now, a mere mortal brat dares to claim he’s innate? Preposterous!"

The elder clearly carried some prestige and respect among the other cultivators.

Hearing his words, a chorus of agreement erupted, with some even exclaiming that after their visit to the Xuanyin Sect, they should head to Su Province to see if that young Martial King was real or fictitious.

Seeing that the timing was right,

the young man, who had long been itching to show off, sneered, "An Innate Expert? You? What a joke! If you’re truly innate, then take this strike from me. Prove it! If you are, I’ll accept my fate without complaint. If not, I will spill your blood right here to punish your arrogance!"

With that, the young man let out a loud cry, leapt into the air, and struck directly at Ye Fei with his palm.

"What impressive skill!"

Watching the young man’s strike descend, someone couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration, clearly impressed by his martial prowess.

In the distance, the young man’s master gave a nod of satisfaction.

This spurred the young man to become even more confident. He even began imagining that after this strike, someone from the Xuanyin Sect would summon him to meet Luo Wenchang in person.

"Kid, I feel a little bad for attacking a mere mortal like you, but what can I do? You’re just a mortal, after all. Your death will pave the way for my future, so go to your end peacefully!"

With this thought, the force behind the young man’s palm grew stronger.

His goal wasn’t just to kill Ye Fei, but to kill him in style. Ideally, he wanted to obliterate Ye Fei into dust with one blow to maximize the effect.

Swish!

Just as the young man was lost in fantasies of his grand future, he suddenly saw Ye Fei casually extend a hand from behind him.

"What’s he doing? Trying to stop a cart with a mantis arm?"

The young man scoffed inwardly at the sight.

Most of the others shared the same thought, some even more scornful.

"At a time like this, he’s still pretending to be some master? What a fool courting death!"

"One hand? This kid must have watched too many martial arts films and thinks he’s a grandmaster. Next, is he going to shout ’Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms’?"

"I’d say it’s more likely he’ll shout ’Kamehameha.’ Hahaha!"

Bang!

Right as the mocking voices rang out, they were silenced by an ominous shift in the sky. A colossal black energy-formed palm suddenly materialized from Ye Fei’s hand and descended directly toward the ground.

The sheer size of the palm, blotting out the sky like an apocalyptic force, left everyone dumbfounded.

As for the young man, who had been envisioning a glorious future moments ago, he now lay crumpled on the ground, as insignificant as the ants he had so often sneered at. The black palm struck him head-on, leaving him motionless and devoid of life.

Only then did Ye Fei calmly withdraw his hand, his expression unchanged, and coldly muttered, "Who’s the ant now?"

Silence!

A deathly silence fell over the crowd!

Hearing Ye Fei’s words, everyone’s faces turned ashen. A few cultivators who had just been mocking him bowed their heads in shame, wishing they could dig a hole to hide in.

After all, the giant black palm that had appeared earlier explained everything!

The youth standing before them, who seemed no older than seventeen or eighteen, was an unparalleled master capable of externalizing inner strength—an Innate Martial King!

Who would dare act unruly in the presence of such a supreme figure?

Seeing the crowd rendered speechless, Ye Fei clasped his hands behind his back, turned, and walked into the Xuanyin Sect with Ma Ning. Along the way, everyone automatically cleared a path, not daring to obstruct them.

"He’s really an Innate Martial King! My heavens!"

No one knew how much time had passed before someone finally exhaled deeply and exclaimed in awe after Ye Fei and Ma Ning had disappeared from sight.

Others nodded blankly in agreement. As for the authoritative elder who had earlier mocked Ye Fei for speaking nonsense, his mouth opened and closed like a fish, but he couldn’t utter a single word.

It was another man beside him who gasped, "How old is he? He looks no more than seventeen or eighteen. Has our China truly produced such a young Martial King?"

"Now that you mention it, that’s true. He’s a monster!" someone else quickly chimed in.

"Wait, earlier he introduced himself as Ye Fei. Could he really be the one... the Ye sir from Su Province?"

Ye Sir!!

Upon hearing this, the crowd collectively shuddered, nodding one after another.

A Martial King this young—who else could it be but the legendary Ye Sir of Su Province, famed for slaying Wang Tong with a single blade strike?

As for those who, like the elder, dismissed the news as an absurd rumor, they stood stunned into silence.

They had refused to believe such a figure existed because they themselves were mediocre and incapable.

If they couldn’t reach such heights, they naturally didn’t want to admit that someone else could achieve the impossible.

But no matter how much they denied it, a true master was undeniable!

Now that Ye Fei had appeared, demonstrating his innate power with a single palm strike, his reputation as an Innate Martial King was established beyond question, leaving them nothing to argue!

As for the young man on the ground, people only cast him pitiful looks without the slightest sympathy.

Even his master, who rushed over in grief to plead for help, was largely ignored.

What a classic case of trying to steal a chicken but losing the rice instead!

The crowd, of course, understood the young man’s intentions—to use Ye Fei as a stepping stone to fame, only to reap what he sowed.

After all, beneath the innate realm, all are ants—this was no empty phrase!

Claiming others were ants while provoking an Innate Martial King, the young man had paid the ultimate price for his hubris: his life.

Though, not everyone held the same opinion.

While many were awestruck by Ye Fei, they were also acutely aware of where they were.

This was the Xuanyin Sect, Luo Wenchang’s domain!

Luo Wenchang, a legendary figure, would not be cowed by Ye Fei no matter how powerful he was.

Not to mention that the Xuanyin Sect, as the leader of China’s Ghost Path, housed countless experts and extraordinary talents!

Surely, someone within the sect could contend with Ye Fei!

"Heh, this Ye Sir really has some nerve, killing a man at the Xuanyin Sect’s entrance on Luo Wenchang’s birthday. It’s as if Luo Wenchang means nothing to him! I wonder why he came to the Xuanyin Sect this time. Whatever the reason, there’s bound to be a spectacle!"

...

Inside the Xuanyin Sect.

The place had been meticulously arranged in preparation for Luo Wenchang’s birthday celebration.

Evidently aware of the influx of guests today, the front hall had been completely cleared, leaving only some fruits for people to enjoy.

As they walked through the front hall, Ma Ning couldn’t help but glance at the ever-composed Ye Fei and said, "Master, although that person deserved to die, today is Luo Wenchang’s birthday, and that man died right at the Xuanyin Sect’s gate. I’m afraid..."

"Afraid of what?" Ye Fei asked nonchalantly.