“With such talent, he might not want to enter the Alchemy King’s mansion,” Gong Sunheng calmly said.
“Huh? How can that be possible? The Alchemy King’s Mansion is the best place to practice alchemy. All the alchemy prodigies want to go there. Why is he…” Master Huo could not understand why an alchemist would not want to enter the Alchemy King’s Mansion.
“Keep watching and you’ll find out,” Gong Sunheng calmly replied as he looked at Ye Zhuixun.
“Are you saying that… his martial arts skills are more powerful than his alchemy skills? How’s that possible?”
Gong Sunheng merely laughed and stayed silent.
Oh the other side, after being challenged, Young Master Yang was stunned for a while. He then became furious. “You brat! Where did you come from? How dare you talk to me like that? Do you want to die?”
Ye Zhuixun’s expression turned cold. “If killing is allowed in the Fenghua Banquet, I don’t mind killing you at all.”
When the crowd heard him, they drew in a cold breath.
“Oh my God! Who’s he?”
“He’s bold enough to talk about killing Young Master Yang!”
“Yeah! And he said it in front of Young Master Yang. Does he have a death wish?”
Lou Xiaoxiao could not help but laugh. “The disciple indeed resembles the master. Both are equally wild.”
Lou Qianxue laughed and did not reply.
“You brat, you sound so arrogant. I’ll teach you a lesson until you don’t even know who you are!” Yang Yan furiously leaped onto the battle stage. “Get your ass up here. I’ll definitely make you regret being born!”
Ye Zhuixun narrowed his eyes, and his gaze turned sharp, calm, and frosty.
He went onto the stage and calmly said, “You’re a sheep who can only spit vulgarities and exaggerate. Remember, the person who’s about to defeat you is Ye Zhuixun from Qingyun City.”
“You brat! What did you call me?” Young Master Yang was infuriated. His face twisted in anger as he yelled and attacked Ye Zhuixun.
“Qingyun City?” The onlookers were confused. “Where is that?”
“So he’s not from the Fengyang prefecture. No wonder he looks so unfamiliar. But how can an outsider participate in the Fenghua Banquet?”
“Yeah. Moreover, where is Qingyun City located? Is it a powerful city? Why’s he so arrogant? Is he truly strong, or is he just too ignorant?”
The crowd was just discussing when…
“Ah!” A pitiful howl pierced through the air, shocking everyone else.
When they looked closer, they saw that within a split second, Ye Zhuixun had punched Young Master Yang. Screaming pathetically, Young Master Yang fell off the stage.
Silence instantly descended in the garden.
The crowd widened their eyes in disbelief as they became stumped for words.
At the next moment, Ye Zhuixun ran forward, planted both feet onto the ground, and leaped into the air. “Wild Lion Roar!”
Boom!
Another harsh punch landed on Young Master Yang.
“Pfft—” Blood splattered out from Young Master’s mouth. Unable to resist, he was blown away again.
“He’s so weak. I wasn’t wrong when I called him a sheep.” Ye Zhuixun’s face was filled with disappointment. Losing interest, he stopped his attacks and watched Yang Yan crash onto the ground and faint.
“…” The crowd looked at Young Master Yang, who motionlessly lay on the battle stage. They could hardly believe what was happening in front of them.
Did the famous alchemy genius of Fengyang prefecture get knocked out by a single punch from an unknown boy?
Is this real? Are we dreaming?
Boom!
Yang Feng was stunned as well, but he soon comprehended what had happened. He then slammed his fist onto the table and furiously stood up, “This is outrageous! Ye Zhuixun, how dare you be so harsh toward my little brother? I won’t spare you!”
“You?” Ye Zhuixun calmly looked at him. “I won’t fight with you. My master said that she’ll defeat you.”
Yang Feng was infuriated. “Who’s your master?”
His master actually wants to defeat me?
Does the bastard think that everyone is as impressive as Hong Qinghe and Third Young Master and can defeat me?