Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

Yang Fei curled his lips and let out a cold laugh.

"If you dare to advance your Martial Arts Realm again, Divine Punishment will surely claim your life. Come on, if you dare."

He simply stood still, lazily remaining in place, with a stance of 'let things take their course regardless of life and death'.

Zhong Xiang felt a chill in his heart.

He also sensed that there seemed to be unusual fluctuations in the air, causing him to deflate instantly.

Zhong Xiang resentfully withdrew his hand, only to see the Sword Emperor had already gotten up not far away, switched to a short sword, blocking his path.

And Xue Mingtai and An Zichen, the two great masters, were watching like tigers, forming a horn formation, also blocking his way.

Yang Fei looked at him coldly.

"Put down Xu Zhiqing and behave yourself in the future, I can spare your life."

"Otherwise, even if I have to risk my life today, I must kill you."

As he spoke, there was a crunching sound as he set his broken arm straight.

His eyes fiercely stared at Zhong Xiang, not hiding the killing intent in his gaze.

Zhong Xiang felt a chill in his heart.

In his eyes, Yang Fei, who seemed like a small fry, gave him an almost annihilating sense of crisis.

At this moment, Zhong Xiang realized.

Yang Fei, whom he considered an ant, was an incredibly terrifying character.

Even if his Martial Arts Realm was inferior to his own.

Yet, Yang Fei's fighting spirit soared, and all sorts of strange moves emerged one after another, coupled with the assistance of three great masters.

If things go badly, he might really perish here.

Zhong Xiang would rather be imprisoned in the Sky Prison for ten years to evade Divine Punishment.

He was extremely valuing his own life, so why fight Yang Fei to the death?

However, for Zhong Xiang, a former Spiritual Martial Arts Master, to bow and submit to a Core Formation Stage small fry.

This humiliation was truly unbearable.

He gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and his lungs immediately felt a burning pain.

Zhong Xiang sighed; with this defeat, his Martial Arts Realm might fall.

It's impossible for him to sweep the Lanting Group in the future.

Thinking of this, his rebelliousness in his heart immediately evaporated.

Zhong Xiang let out a long breath, gestured to Wu Yunfei to let go of Xu Zhiqing.

Xu Zhiqing watched the fierce battle with wide eyes, her heart pounding in fear.

As soon as Wu Yunfei released her, she lifted her skirt and rushed over.

Xu Zhiqing supported Yang Fei's shaky body, feeling incredibly sad.

Yang Fei stroked Xu Zhiqing's long hair with his bloody hand, yet he was incredibly gentle.

He looked at Zhong Xiang calmly.

"You've actually spent ten years in prison, and it's finally cleared your name. Why not focus on becoming a true martial arts master?"

"If that were the case, my Yinxue Tower would welcome you anytime."

In fact, Yang Fei also greatly admired Zhong Xiang's Martial Arts Realm, offering sincere advice.

Zhong Xiang snorted: "Wait until you beat me, then try to teach me a lesson, okay?"

As he said this, he waved his hand, and Wu Yunfei, Sister Lan, along with three injured Great Grandmasters, prepared to leave.

An Zichen snorted, looked at Zhong Xiang faintly.

"Seeing the sky from the bottom of a well, how absurd. Do you really think Yang Fei can't beat you?"

She didn't even look at Yang Fei, speaking coldly.

"Before the Brahma battle, Yang Fei could kill you with a finger. What's so great about Spiritual Martial Arts!"

Zhong Xiang turned pale, staring dumbly at An Zichen: "What did you say?"

An Zichen snorted, glanced at Yang Fei, but said nothing else.

Yang Fei's heart stirred upon hearing the words "Brahma battle".

He seemed to have heard this name somewhere before.

A sense of grandeur and sadness emerged from the depths of his memory.

Yang Fei vaguely felt that his amnesia and decline in Martial Arts Realm might be related to the Brahma battle.

He looked at An Zichen, hoping she would say something.

But this little lady actually fell silent, just coldly staring at King Wuxiang.

Zhong Xiang nodded, took a deep look at Yang Fei, then turned and left.

Just as Zhong Xiang left, Yang Fei suddenly collapsed to the ground, letting out a long sigh of relief.

"Damn it, finally scared that troublemaker away. If he stayed any longer, I'd be done for."

Xu Zhiqing was startled, tried to help him up, but Yang Fei shook his head.

"Don't move, let me rest for a moment."

The Sword Emperor let out a long sigh.

"I used to think I was invincible, but then I met Brother Fei and you all."

"Only then did I realize how pathetically weak I am."

Xue Mingtai smiled slightly, calm and composed.

"The road of Martial Arts is long and endless, temporary loss or gain doesn't mean anything."

He said as he walked to Yang Fei and helped him up.

"Yang Fei, shall we head back too?"

Yang Fei looked at An Zichen and suddenly showed a cheeky smile.

"Zi Chen wife, you really are beautiful. You look like Liu Yifei from the front, Zhao Liying from the side, and even more beautiful from the back, like..."

An Zichen rolled her eyes: "I don't know anything."

Yang Fei chuckled: "Just now, I seemed to hear you mention the Brahma battle?"

An Zichen's innocent eyes looked at Yang Fei expressionlessly.

"Did I say that?"

Yang Fei felt unwilling, jumped three feet high.

"Zi Chen, what exactly are you hiding from me?"

An Zichen gave him a cold glance, then quietly walked downhill.

Yang Fei was helpless, turned to look at Xue Mingtai.

Xue Mingtai smiled faintly: "Yang Fei, you can't breakthrough your Martial Arts Realm. Knowing some things is useless."

"I promise you, once you reach Gangjin Heavenly Quality, I'll take you to meet someone who will tell you everything."

Yang Fei opened his mouth wide: "Who?"

Xue Mingtai gave a slight bow: "No comment, Ming Tai takes his leave."

He said, then reached out to grab the Sword Emperor, and the two drifted away.

Yang Fei felt like crying without tears, loudly lamented after Xue Mingtai.

"If you weren't my brothers, damn it, I'd fight with you. Is this how you bully people?"

Xu Zhiqing's gentle hand held Yang Fei's hand.

"Don't be sad, I believe all the secrets will come to light."

"No matter what, I'm with you."

Yang Fei felt dejected and suddenly remembered something.

Xu Zhiqing must know something about his background, raising hope in his heart.

"Zhiching, tell me, what was I like before I turned eighteen? What about my parents and family?"

Xu Zhiqing sighed.

"I don't know much about you. I only know your background is very mysterious."

"In senior high school, you suddenly transferred to our class, saying you wanted to experience the gaokao."

"Your studies were poor, math, English, chemistry, physics were a mess, yet your literature background was incredibly profound."

"Your knowledge of the Hundred Schools of Thought, even the teachers couldn't argue with you."

"However, you made up all the missing courses within three months."

Saying this, a sweet smile appeared on her face.

"During that time, you walked around the school with a swagger, full of confidence."

"You captured the hearts of all the girls in the school, and mine too..."

Yang Fei immediately felt proud, looked around arrogantly.

"That's right, Brother's style and charisma are unmatched wherever I go."

Just as he finished feeling smug, he suddenly woke up.

"By the way, did you ever see my parents attend a parent-teacher conference or meet any of my other relatives?"