Chapter 141: Chapter 141: Vajra Wolf Claw Chapter 141: Chapter 141: Vajra Wolf Claw A malicious gleam swept through Wei Ming’s eyes as he fixed his gaze on Jing Yan.
If his son, Wei Leng, were to go into battle and slay Jing Yan, it would clearly be another great merit falling upon father and son.
Killing the genius offspring of Donglin City’s third clan would also propel Wei Leng to fame throughout Duyang City.
Therefore, when Wei Leng volunteered to fight, and Clan Leader Wei Jiuhe appeared hesitant, Wei Ming immediately leaped at the opportunity.
“Oh?” Wei Jiuhe, upon seeing even Wei Leng’s father stepping forward, wanting his son to take action, his thoughts instantly turned.
It seemed that Wei Ming had great confidence in his son!
“Good, Wei Leng, go ahead!” Wei Jiuhe nodded in agreement.
Wei Leng was only eighteen years old, close in age to this Jing Yan and among their peers; the disparity was not great.
If Wei Leng slew Jing Yan, what could others say?
Moreover, if Wei Leng truly could not defeat that Jing Yan, then they could intervene.
There was no way Jing Yan could harm a single hair on Wei Leng.
Thank you, Clan Leader!” Wei Leng smiled viciously at the corner of his mouth.
His eyes suddenly sharpened as he looked towards Jing Yan.
“You little bastard, your time of death has come!
Remember this, the one who kills you is your grandfather, Wei Leng!” Wei Leng’s gaze was extremely venomous and vicious.
One’s nature can largely be seen through their eyes.
Even without Wei Leng’s previous actions against Liu Xiaoyue, Jing Yan could feel the venomous and vicious nature of this beast named Wei Leng!
A murderous intent filled Jing Yan’s heart as he slowly stepped forward, walking onward.
“Wei Ming, are you sure?”
At this moment, Wei Family’s Great Elder Wei Zhenzhi quietly asked Wei Ming, who was the first supervisor.
“Great Elder, rest assured, my son’s strength will surprise everyone,” Wei Ming said, nodding with a smile.
Are you saying that the strength Wei Leng displayed in the grand competition wasn’t all he had?” Wei Zhenzhi’s gaze lit up slightly, and he seemed to grasp something.
“Heh heh, Great Elder’s insight is like that of a deity!” Wei Ming chuckled sinisterly as he glanced at Wei Zhenzhi and nodded, subtly smoothing the latter’s ego.
Meanwhile, many Wei Family disciples were also uplifted in spirit, paying close attention to Wei Leng and Jing Yan.
“That Jing Yan is really quite strong!
So many of our Wei Family guards couldn’t stop him from coming to the Martial Arts Arena.”
Such a young age, yet his Cultivation is powerful.
Do you think our Wei Family supervisor Wei Chongyang was really killed by him?”
Many Wei Family disciples didn’t yet know about Wei Chongyang’s death.
Before Jing Yan’s arrival, only a few high-ranking members of the Wei Family were aware of the matter.
“It must be true; he didn’t deny it!” someone said with a flickering gaze.
“He truly deserves to die, daring to kill our Wei Family supervisor, especially within the territory of Duyang City.
Asking for death himself, Wei Leng will surely slay him!” a middle-aged Wei Family Martial Artist said angrily.
“Brother Wei Leng, kill that little bastard!”
“Yes, Brother Wei Leng, kill him!”
Many members of the Wei Family shouted loudly from the surroundings.
In their eyes, Jing Yan was the enemy, and naturally, they sided with Wei Leng.
“Jing Yan, prepare to die!” Wei Leng, hearing the shouts around him, felt a slight jolt of spirit.
“Perhaps, you count as someone significant in your Donglin City.
However, I want you to know that in front of me, Wei Leng, you’re less than a fart.
Crushing you will be no harder than crushing an ant!”
Wei Leng’s aura condensed, Primordial Energy thrumming through him.
“You little vermin, you sure do talk a lot.
But I understand, because this is the last time you’ll be able to speak!” Jing Yan’s indifferent gaze fixed on Wei Leng.
“Die!” Hearing Jing Yan’s words, a fierce red glow burst from Wei Leng’s eyes, then he violently swung his arm.
In that instant, a black shadow of a claw appeared in the space.
“Boom!” The black iron chain claw glinted with a dark light, its chilling presence overwhelming.
Wei Leng’s weapon was this iron chain claw.
“Bang!” The iron chain claw vibrated violently, filling the surrounding space with countless claw shadows.
“Vajra Wolf Claw!” Wei Leng’s aura condensed, he bellowed with force.
The Martial Arts Wei Leng is using the Vajra Wolf Claw?
My goodness, it seems he has cultivated it to an extremely profound level!”
The surrounding Martial Artists in the Innate Realm noticed Wei Leng’s movements, and their auras subtly shifted.
The Vajra Wolf Claw was an Upper Grade Martial Arts technique, known for its immense power and difficulty to master.
Wei Leng’s execution of this technique was evidently perfected to a sophisticated level, and was certainly not just for show.
Thus, even the high-ranking members of the major families took notice with a sense of awe and surprise.
The upper echelon of the Wei Family, were invigorated, their faces brightening with smiles, especially Clan Leader Wei Jiuhe, whose eyes sparkled with delight.
Previously in the grand competition, Wei Leng had not used this Upper Grade Martial Arts technique.
It seems Wei Leng had purposefully concealed his strongest trump card.
Now, facing Jing Yan, Wei Leng seemed intent on finishing the fight swiftly; thus, his first move was his strongest attack.
With his Half-step Innate Cultivation combined with this formidable Upper Grade Martial Arts, it was possible he could defeat the decently skilled Jing Yan in one blow.
Wei Jiuhe glanced at Wei Ming.
No wonder Wei Ming was so confident in his son.
Even a Martial Artist in the Innate Realm wouldn’t dare to underestimate the Power the claw held.
“Die for me!” Wei Leng leaped abruptly, his black iron chain claw moving with incredible swiftness, enveloping Jing Yan from above.
Without any mishap, this claw would crush Jing Yan’s head like a melon; even the thought of it was immensely satisfying and exhilarating.
“To die under my Vajra Claw would be an honor for you, you little brat!” Around Wei Leng’s body, a faint mist of Primordial Energy swirled, filled with astonishing energy fluctuations.
“So much nonsense!” Jing Yan stared at Wei Leng, muttering in a low voice.
“Whoosh!” The Flowing Light Sword trembled slightly.
A black Light Halo emerged.
The sword light slashed out swiftly.
“Autumn Wind Fallen Leaf Sword!” Jing Yan did not employ any powerful Swordsmanship; he merely used the Autumn Wind Fallen Leaf Sword!
Jing Yan felt that using a powerful martial arts technique to kill Wei Leng would be elevating the significance of this pest’s death, while also insulting profound Martial Arts.
The Autumn Wind Fallen Leaf Sword was sufficient!
The sword shadow fluttered, emanating sword light.
Truly courting death, to actually use the Lower Grade Martial Arts, Autumn Wind Falling Leaves Sword!” Wei Ming let out a roar of laughter.
Jing Yan’s Martial Arts, of course, didn’t escape the notice of the majority of Martial Artists present.