Matsuboto Chiba’s eyes revealed a disdainful expression as he continued to attack Youcheng Chiyoda, who became increasingly disheveled. Constantly retreating, his entire form reached the utmost disorder, and a defeat seemed imminent at any time.
Youcheng Chiyoda shouted angrily, "You two, don’t force me to use my ultimate move!"
Youcheng Chiyoda’s roar clearly transmitted throughout the Martial Arts Club, generating anticipation among the spectators who were curious about what his ultimate move could be.
But Matsuboto Chiba and Sanjing Shiro frowned, cautious that Youcheng Chiyoda might reveal some unexpected ultimate move. Nevertheless, they showed no signs of stopping. If they could incapacitate Youcheng Chiyoda, they could then confront Ye Feng together without worry.
The two attacked like a storm, continuously assaulting Youcheng Chiyoda.
Youcheng Chiyoda kept retreating, yelling, "You’re forcing my hand, don’t regret this!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Sanjing Shiro and Matsuboto Chiba immediately grew alert, watching Youcheng Chiyoda carefully.
"Boss!" Just then, a loud shout clearly reached everyone’s ears.
"Boss, save me! I can’t hold on anymore. If you don’t save me now, your beloved little brother will be destroyed!" cried Youcheng Chiyoda, his voice almost heart-wrenching, echoing in every corner of the Martial Arts Club.
"Damn!" Sanjing Shiro and Matsuboto Chiba were startled and nearly collapsed. They had really thought Youcheng Chiyoda was about to use some strong ultimate move; they never expected his move was actually to call Ye Feng for help.
For some reason, when Youcheng Chiyoda called for Ye Feng’s help, their anger surged even more.
The two intensified their offensive to an extreme, and in a brief time, Youcheng Chiyoda had several new wounds on his body and his breath grew more chaotic, significantly weaker than before.
Both Matsuboto Chiba and Sanjing Shiro were stirred up, fiercely focusing on taking down Youcheng Chiyoda. By this point, Youcheng Chiyoda’s body bore dozens of small and large wounds.
Youcheng Chiyoda shouted desperately, his forehead streaming with cold sweat. Following the current trend, it was estimated that within maybe twenty moves, Youcheng Chiyoda would be defeated by them.
"Boss, I really can’t hold on anymore. Save me, come save your beloved little brother!" Youcheng Chiyoda cried out loudly, his eyes showing panic.
However, Matsuboto Chiba and Sanjing Shiro were relentless, furiously attacking Youcheng Chiyoda.
Just then, Matsuboto Chiba, his fist sounding with thunderous booms like divine assistance, punched out. The punch shook the air sharply and burst through the sound barrier. Youcheng Chiyoda quickly raised his arms to block the hit.
"Thud!" With a muffled sound, the powerful force impacted Youcheng Chiyoda’s arms, making him feel his entire arm go numb.
But Youcheng Chiyoda had no time to recover, as a sharp blade’s energy swept toward him.
Sanjing Shiro’s black blade, sharp as if it could slice through air, swept through the void.
Youcheng Chiyoda instinctively retreated, but it was too slow.
"Splat—" Blood sprayed out, and a long gash was cut across Youcheng Chiyoda’s stomach, bringing a chilling sensation.
"Boss, your beloved little brother really can’t last anymore!" Youcheng Chiyoda screamed again.
Matsuboto Chiba sneered, "I think you should stop wasting your breath. Ye Feng that bastard is in no position to save himself, much less come help you. That’s impossible!"
Then Matsuboto Chiba and then moved together, attacking Youcheng Chiyoda from front and back.
Sanjing Shiro swept his blade, its sharp energy fricting with the air, creating a whistling sound.
Youcheng Chiyoda, dragging his severely wounded body, quickly retreated, but just then, Matsuboto Chiba reached behind Youcheng Chiyoda, throwing a heavy left hook at his waist.
Youcheng Chiyoda couldn’t dodge in time and took Matsuboto Chiba’s heavy punch right on his waist.
"Crack—" In that moment, several of Youcheng Chiyoda’s ribs broke.
"Ah!" Unable to hold back anymore, Youcheng Chiyoda opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Big brother, boss, your beloved little brother really, really can’t hold on anymore!" Youcheng Chiyoda cried out in near despair.
"Youcheng Chiyoda, you’re doomed today; Ye Feng will never come to save you!" Just then, Sanjing Shiro held his black blade high and fiercely chopped down toward Youcheng Chiyoda’s chest.
"It’s over..." Youcheng Chiyoda felt despair, these words surfaced in his mind.
"Thud!" Just as Youcheng Chiyoda was about to be hit, suddenly, a muffled sound erupted.
Then, a figure appeared before Youcheng Chiyoda, that person grasping Sanjing Shiro’s black blade with one hand.
It was none other than Ye Feng!
"Boss!" Youcheng Chiyoda exclaimed with overwhelming emotion, fully touched, knowing that Ye Feng would not abandon him.
"What!" Sanjing Shiro’s eyes revealed a shocked expression, feeling as if his black blade was caught in a black hole, impossible to pull out.
Ye Feng’s strength was unfathomable, Sanjing Shiro could not sense where Ye Feng’s limit lay.
"How can this be!" Meanwhile, Matsuboto Chiba roared in astonishment, surveying the surroundings.
All around the Martial Arts Club, students lay on the ground, all passed out, devoid of fighting power.
Sanjing Shiro and Matsuboto Chiba had brought over a thousand people, but now, shockingly, less than thirty remained, still fighting desperately against Zhao Xinling and Zhou Mengyu.
Sanjing Shiro was also stunned, his mind reeling from the shock. The people they brought were supposed to be elite, yet now, in less than ten minutes, nearly all had been defeated...