Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil-Chapter 395 - 0355: Forcing Xia Yan Yi to Beg for Mercy

Four people, just Peak Martial Artists.

However, relying on the power exerted by their Joint Attack Martial Technique.

It was even stronger than the attack from a Primary-level War General.

"Let’s see how you die!"

Xia Yan Yi sneered coldly.

In his eyes, Ye Qingfeng was already doomed.

Moreover, after killing Ye Qingfeng,

he had various methods.

That would ensure the academy’s investigation couldn’t trace it back to him.

After all, deep in the dense forest,

there were no cameras or any monitoring devices.

Even if a Martial Arts Strong Person wanted to investigate,

it would require much effort and might not yield any results.

Why would Qian Nan Academy expend so much effort?

So, in Xia Yan Yi’s plan, even if he killed Ye Qingfeng,

letting this brat die miserably,

it wouldn’t implicate him much.

However, Xia Yan Yi never expected,

that Ye Qingfeng wouldn’t just be a lamb to the slaughter,

but instead, in these few days, achieved a breakthrough.

He became a Peak Martial Artist.

Moreover, for him, the boundary of Spiritual Power Transformation,

seemed not only accessible to War Generals.

With Ye Qingfeng’s current strength, he could perform Spiritual Power Transformation.

"Mountain Devouring!"

Ye Qingfeng’s right arm was like a bowstring pulled to its limit.

His arm muscles were knotted.

At this moment, the Spiritual Power was no longer explosively released.

Instead, it slowly gathered in front of Ye Qingfeng, forming a bathtub-sized fist.

Though Ye Qingfeng was still storing energy for this punch,

the Spiritual Power fist formed in front of him

attracted all the surrounding Spiritual Power.

A black vacuum vortex formed in the air.

Sounds of collapsing mountains echoed.

This phenomenon only occurs when Martial Arts reach perfection.

In other words,

the Mountain Devouring Ye Qingfeng performed now was the greatest power he could exert at his realm.

"Hu!"

His arm stretched to the peak.

Finally, Ye Qingfeng’s spine trembled like a crouching dragon.

With a bang, he struck out.

With the momentum of mountains collapsing and earth cracking,

the sound of air explosions continuously resounded.

"How is this possible!"

Xia Yan Yi exclaimed under his breath.

Ye Qingfeng’s realm was only at the Peak Martial Artist level.

But he was capable of Spiritual Power Transformation.

Even for a Devilish Martial Artist, this was generally impossible to achieve.

Even for a Half-step War General,

performing Spiritual Power Transformation resulted in mere shells, without true power.

But Ye Qingfeng’s Spiritual Power Transformation exerted immense pressure.

Xia Wuyou, Xia Wuchou, Gu Yang, and Gu Yin, who were performing the Joint Attack Martial Technique,

clearly felt it.

This Spiritual Power Transformation fist,

was indistinguishable from a genuine War General’s Spiritual Power Transformation.

More importantly,

even when facing the Spiritual Power Transformation of a Primary War General,

they hadn’t felt such pressure.

Only when facing an Intermediate War General,

would it possibly be this terrifying.

"Boom!"

But the four had no time to ponder further.

Ye Qingfeng’s Spiritual Power Transformed fist

directly struck their jointly executed half-moon blade.

Boom!

The half-moon blade shattered into pieces of starlight.

Directly shattered by Ye Qingfeng’s Spiritual Power Transformed fist.

Their Joint Attack Martial Technique "Blade Kill," which condensed the blade with Spiritual Power Transformation’s momentum,

under the might of Ye Qingfeng’s extremely condensed Spiritual Power Transformation,

was like fragile glass.

It shattered with a crash.

And Xia Wuyou, Xia Wuchou, Gu Yang, and Gu Yin

were directly sent flying like burlap sacks.

Blood spilled from their mouths and noses.

Their broken blades, breaking inch by inch.

Though they were Outer Court students,

their joint prowess with the combined Martial Technique

was unmatched even by many in the Inner Courtyard.

Now, facing Ye Qingfeng, they couldn’t counter at all.

How terrifying it was.

"Young Master Yan, the opponent is too strong! Hurry and escape!"

Xia Wuyou and Xia Wuchou

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how terrifying the one who defeated Ouyang Zhantian at the recruitment competition truly was.

He truly surpassed the typical Inner Courtyard students, a Devilish Martial Artist’s strength.

Estimated, only a few freaks in the Inner Courtyard could compare with him.

"Escape? I, Xia Yan Yi, have resorted to fleeing."

Xia Yan Yi howled in a low voice.

But Ye Qingfeng’s performance just now was too terrifying.

During the recruitment competition, he wasn’t this terrifying.

Xia Yan Yi recalled Ye Qingfeng’s terrifying feat of freezing the entire arena with one sword.

Originally, he thought his short-term breakthrough

would allow him to kill this brat.

But now, Ye Qingfeng, just by punching without using his sword,

terrified them to the point of crushing Xia Wuyou, Xia Wuchou, Gu Yang, and Gu Yin’s Joint Attack Tactical Technique effortlessly.

Could he do that?

He couldn’t.

Xia Yan Yi’s hatred suppressed inner fear

slowly crept back into his heart.

"Run!"

Xia Yan Yi ignored everything else.

The fear within pushed him to make an ultimate decision.

Demon!

A demon crawling from the abyss.

And during the recruitment competition,

Ye Qingfeng intended to kill him.

The current gaze couldn’t spare him.

"Did I allow you to leave?"

Xia Yan Yi erupted at his maximum speed.

Like a streak of light, he shot out.

The burst of speed seemed unmatched even by a Black Scale Horse.

But Ye Qingfeng, possessing not only a strong physique but also reached a silent realm in movement technique,

moved exceptionally fast.

In a flash, he blocked Xia Yan Yi.

The cold voice resonated beside Xia Yan Yi’s ear.

"Ye Qingfeng, the matters between us should end here, and the Xia Family won’t pursue your responsibility any longer."

"This time, the Black Scale Horse counts as my misfortune; I’ll let you have it."

Xia Yan Yi halted, his eyes shadowed, growling in a low voice.

He considered it a submission, a plea.

Such self-deprecation,

was just hoping Ye Qingfeng would let him off.

"Is the Xia Family that impressive? Is this Black Scale Horse from your family, and you let me have it? Who the hell are you?"

Ye Qingfeng responded with three domineering questions.

Invincible, domineering, imposing to the heavens.

Directly dismissing Xia Yan Yi.

As if ignoring an insect.

"You’re forcing me!"

Xia Yan Yi knew humbling himself was futile.

It was blatant humiliation.

Thus, he erupted; hatred spread like air, engulfing his heart.

With a snap, a glass bottle shattered.

Red liquid inside,

Xia Yan Yi swallowed directly.

It was a type of Biological Potion.

Capable of enhancing the physique.

However, with severe side effects.

It severely damaged the future Martial Arts path.

Popping and cracking!!!

Xia Yan Yi’s body emitted a crisp sound.

Like the sound of firecrackers.

Flesh and bones seemed enhanced.

His knotted muscles were terrifying like those of a Demon Beast.

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