Chapter 500 - 499: Another Palm Strike

Chapter 500: Chapter 499: Another Palm Strike

Qin Ya had never been one to shy away from trouble, especially when it could be settled with Martial Power. He took a step forward, looking down on his opponent. "I... will grant you a defeat!"

The moment he spoke, Ziming Fei gave a cold smile and cracked his knuckles, producing a series of sharp POPS. "Heh, I wonder how many of my punches you can take."

At some point, the Pavilion Master of Tingchao Pavilion—the alluring woman—had come over. Seeing the two men at each other’s throats, she immediately walked up to them.

"Young sirs, why the anger?" Lady Roumei giggled charmingly. "This is Tingchao Pavilion. Fighting and killing in front of all these ladies is rather ungentlemanly, don’t you think?"

"Hmph, it’s not your place to speak."

Ziming Fei frowned, his expression turning impatient. But Lady Roumei wasn’t annoyed. She said, "This is Tingchao Pavilion. Why wouldn’t it be my place to speak? If you two fight, I don’t mind if you break a few things. But if you frighten my delicate young ladies, what am I supposed to do?"

"Don’t you agree, little brother?" Suddenly, Lady Roumei walked up to Qin Ya and pressed herself against him. Her breath was fragrant like an orchid, and her sultry tone sent a tingle through the dozen or so young men nearby, making their hearts itch as if a kitten were scratching at them.

’Damn it, how did I never notice how seductive this Pavilion Master is?’ Lann Qi’s eyes glinted, a lecherous smirk playing on his lips.

"Tsk, tsk. Truly worthy of being the Pavilion Master of Tingchao Pavilion."

However, Bi Xiaoyu, who was standing right beside Qin Ya, knit her delicate brows in annoyance. Taking a step forward, she moved between him and Lady Roumei. "Stay away."

Seeing this, the Pavilion Master chuckled. "Oh my, you’re angry."

Qin Ya’s expression was a little strange as well. Bi Xiaoyu snorted coldly and said, "As a guard, it’s my duty to stop anyone with unknown intentions from getting close."

’Is that really why?’

Qin Ya didn’t dwell on it. He turned to the Pavilion Master and said, "Pavilion Master, please rest assured. We absolutely won’t cause any damage to Tingchao Pavilion. We’ll go..."

Before he could finish, with a loud BOOM, Ziming Fei blasted a huge hole straight through the roof of Tingchao Pavilion. His figure then flickered, shooting out like a streak of Flowing Light. "Enough talk! I’ll be waiting for you outside!"

Staring at the large hole torn in the ceiling, the room fell silent for a moment. Lady Roumei giggled. "Little brother, what were you just saying?"

"N-nothing."

The corner of Qin Ya’s mouth lifted into a slight smile, his eyes glinting coldly. With a flash, he too shot up into the sky. He looked at Ziming Fei and declared, "Remember this: the one who defeats you is named Qin Ya!"

"Heh, arrogant!!"

Ziming Fei circulated his True Essence, and a potent True Intent enveloped the heavens and the earth. He didn’t seem like someone who had just advanced to the King realm at all. "Today, I’ll show you what a true genius is, and what a true expert is!"

Down below, inside Tingchao Pavilion, Lann Qi and the others chuckled darkly, clearly having no faith in Qin Ya. "That kid is definitely dead this time," someone said.

"Heh, Brother Ziming has already advanced to the King realm. With his Talent, he’s surely no ordinary King. How could that kid possibly win?"

"Exactly. I bet it’ll be over within ten moves."

Lady Roumei walked up to Bi Xiaoyu. "What’s wrong? Aren’t you worried about your master? You know, he’s facing a King."

Bi Xiaoyu replied indifferently, "He’s not my master. I’m just temporarily acting as his guard. As for being worried..." At this, she couldn’t help but recall the sight of Qin Ya, alone with his spear, defeating one Personal Guard after another. "...You should be worrying about Ziming Fei."

"Oh? Interesting."

By now, others outside had noticed the two people facing off high in the sky. When they got a clear look at who was fighting, a huge uproar ensued.

"Isn’t that Ziming Fei, one of the Four Young Masters of Qingkong?"

"Tsk, tsk, it really is him."

"Who is he dueling? That other guy looks so young. Heh, how could he possibly be a match for Ziming Fei?"

"I heard Lann Qi got beaten up a few days ago. If Ziming Fei gets thrashed today too, things will get interesting, ha."

"How is that even possible?"

A unit of the City Guard Army was passing by. Seeing the battle unfolding above, their captain frowned slightly. Just as he was about to go up and intervene, a figure appeared before him.

"There’s no need to interfere."

It was Bi Xiaoyu. She took out a White Jade Token, indicating her status as a Personal Guard, and spoke indifferently. The patrol team respectfully complied.

「Meanwhile, high in the sky...」

One radiated an explosive True Intent, filled with the domineering aura of a King.

The other was as still as an abyss, exuding an air of calm composure.

"Hmph, try and take this punch!"

With a cold snort, Ziming Fei condensed all the True Intent in his body into his fist. A faint purple aura instantly enveloped it, radiating waves of berserk energy.

His figure then blurred, carrying an unparalleled might as he shot toward Qin Ya like a meteor. He threw his right fist like a crashing meteorite, generating sonic booms in the air.

A direct hit from that punch would severely injure even a King.

"You’re too slow."

But Qin Ya merely smiled indifferently. With a slight tilt of his head, he easily dodged the punch. At the same time, he raised his right palm and slammed it into Ziming Fei’s chest.

BAM...

Ziming Fei’s body was sent flying like a cannonball, his speed creating a massive sonic boom. He crashed violently into the ground below. Amidst the deafening CRASH, dust and smoke billowed as shattered stones flew everywhere. He had smashed a massive circular crater into the ground, two meters deep and nearly fifty meters in diameter.

The onlookers’ eyes went wide and their jaws dropped, their faces etched with disbelief. The scene that had just unfolded was simply too incredible for them to comprehend.

One of the Four Young Masters of Qingkong, a dignified King, had just been swatted aside with ease by a mere youth. And this youth’s strength was only at the Celestial Human realm!

How could they possibly believe it!

Inside Tingchao Pavilion, Lann Qi and the others’ pupils contracted at the sight!

This was especially true for Lann Qi, who was reminded of how Qin Ya had sent him flying with a single palm strike. He growled through gritted teeth, "’This guy... he’s this strong?!’"

BOOM... BOOM...

The ground began to tremble. Ziming Fei, who had been sent flying by Qin Ya, got to his feet. A layer of purple light enveloped his entire body like indestructible Armor. Without another word, he violently pushed off the ground, shooting toward Qin Ya in the sky like a cannonball once more.

"Qin Ya, I’ll kill you!" His roar was filled with uncontrollable shame and fury. Ziming Fei’s eyes were bloodshot, his expression savage and terrifying. He looked like an enraged Fierce Beast, and under the purple glow, he appeared even more treacherous.

"A pity you don’t have the strength to do so!"

Qin Ya’s voice was utterly indifferent. His Mysterious Speed erupted, and his figure became like a Ghostly Charm, moving left and right. Even though the afterimages of Ziming Fei’s fists fell like a torrential downpour, and the immense power made the very air tremble, he still couldn’t be harmed in the slightest!

’Damn it, this guy’s speed is incredible!’

’Even if my Divine Thought can track his movements, my body can’t keep up.’