Chapter 254: I Said I Would Wipe Out the Martial Arts Association, and It Must Be Destroyed Today

Chapter 254: Chapter 254: I Said I Would Wipe Out the Martial Arts Association, and It Must Be Destroyed Today

Ma Hui looked worriedly at Ouyang Nan. Ouyang Nan stared at Jiang Sheng and said coldly, "Manifesting Inner Strength? I can do that, too!"

With that, he thrust out his right fist. Instantly, a massive fist-shaped sigil appeared in the air.

Ma Hui breathed a silent sigh of relief. ’It looks like Ouyang Nan has the strength to fight Jiang Sheng after all!’

Just then, Ouyang Nan roared and thrust his right fist forward.

The fist sigil in the air smashed toward the palm print.

An earth-shattering BOOM echoed as sand and stone were sent flying, filling the air with a cloud of dust.

A full four or five minutes passed before the dust gradually settled. To his horror, Ma Hui saw a ten-foot-wide crater in the ground, with a massive fissure extending far into the distance.

Many people had been caught in the massive blast and were instantly vaporized into a bloody mist. The thick, nauseating stench of blood filled the air.

’So this is the terror of a battle between Martial Gods.’

Ma Hui frantically looked for Jiang Sheng and saw him standing there, completely unharmed aside from a bit of dust on his clothes.

He then desperately searched for Ouyang Nan, but couldn’t find him anywhere.

Just as he was wondering, he heard a groan from within the deep crater. The next moment, he saw someone struggling to crawl out.

The man was covered in so much blood he was barely recognizable as human.

But the bright red tracksuit and the faint outline of the dragon on its left breast were still visible.

Ma Hui’s jaw dropped, and he couldn’t close it.

Ouyang Nan.

It was Ouyang Nan.

’My God, the head of the Dragon King Pavilion himself, Ouyang Nan, a Tier One Martial God, was completely defeated by Jiang Sheng in a single move? This... how is this possible?’

Just then, Jiang Sheng looked at Ouyang Nan and chuckled. "Ouyang Nan, did you think I was still a Tier One Martial God? Let me tell you, you’re wrong. Just a month ago, by a stroke of luck, I broke through to Tier Two. Now, even ten of you combined would be no match for me. What right do you have to act so arrogantly before the gates of my Martial Association? HAHA..."

The next moment, his expression turned icy. "Ouyang Nan, not only will you die today, but your Dragon King Pavilion will be wiped from existence. And that’s final."

Then, looking at Lei Tong, who had gotten back on his feet, he pointed at Ouyang Nan and roared, "Go, kill that piece of trash."

Lei Tong nodded, picked up a machete from the ground, and staggered over to Ouyang Nan. He sneered, "Ouyang Nan, weren’t you so arrogant when you attacked me just now? Not so arrogant anymore, are you? Well, now it’s my turn!"

With that, he raised the machete, ready to strike Ouyang Nan.

"You dare!" the members of the Dragon King Pavilion roared from behind, surging forward. But in the next instant, Jiang Sheng raised his right palm and slammed it down toward them.

With another earth-shattering boom, Ma Hui watched in horror as all the masters from the Dragon King Pavilion were sent flying, crashing to the ground, severely injured and coughing up blood.

Ma Hui’s heart sank into despair.

Jiang Sheng was so overwhelmingly powerful. Who could possibly stand against him? ’If no one can stop him, none of us are getting out of here alive.’

At that moment, Lei Tong sneered at Ouyang Nan. "See that? No one is coming to save you. Time to die!"

With that, he swung the machete down toward Ouyang Nan.

Already gravely injured, Ouyang Nan was powerless to move. He could only watch as the machete descended upon him.

Ma Hui, watching from behind, could only click his tongue in dismay.

’It’s over. We’re completely screwed.’

’Once Ouyang Nan is dead, I’m next. Everyone here... no one is getting out alive.’

In his heart, Ma Hui began to curse Ye Feng.

’That little bastard! He had no idea how powerful the Martial Association was and just ran his mouth about leveling them.’

’And like a couple of idiots, Ouyang Nan and I let him order us around. Now we’re all about to be slaughtered, and he’s nowhere to be found.’

Ma Hui gritted his teeth. ’Ye Feng, oh, Ye Feng, you treacherous bastard. When I’m a ghost, I swear I’ll haunt your bedside every single night...’

But just as he was seething, he saw a flash of white light strike the machete in Lei Tong’s hand. With a loud CRACK, the large blade was sent flying, embedding itself in the gatehouse of the Martial Association. The force sent Lei Tong stumbling backward until he fell flat on his butt.

Lei Tong’s eyes flew open. He roared in fury, "Who the fuck ambushed me?! Show yourself!"

The words had barely left his mouth when headlights flashed in the distance, followed by the roar of an engine.

The next moment, a vehicle came roaring up. It sped through the parking lot in front of the Martial Association with no intention of stopping and charged straight for the entrance.

Lei Tong’s eyes bulged as he roared, "What fucking blind bastard dares to drive like that at the Martial Association’s gate?! In front of the Chairman?! Are you trying to die?!"

The words had barely left his mouth when he saw the vehicle heading straight for him. Lei Tong shrieked and tried to dodge, but his injuries made him clumsy. He could only watch helplessly as the Hummer SUV slammed right into him.

Everyone watched as Lei Tong was sent flying sideways. He crashed heavily onto the ground, spewing mouthfuls of blood clearly mixed with chunks of his internal organs. He struggled for a moment, twitched a few times, and then lay still.

The onlookers’ eyes nearly popped out of their heads.

One of the Martial Association’s eight Grand Elders, a supreme master at the Tier Six Martial Emperor level, had just been run over and killed by a car? This... this was too absurd, wasn’t it?

But looking at Lei Tong’s motionless body, they knew it was real.

At that, Jiang Sheng’s face turned icy as he stared at the Hummer. "Who is it? Get the hell out here." The car door opened, and a man stepped out with his hands clasped behind his back.

Seeing the newcomer, Ma Hui’s eyes lit up.

It was Ye Feng. He... he had actually come!

Ma Hui quickly glanced behind the car, but there was no one there. Not a soul. He couldn’t help but shout to Ye Feng, "Young Pavilion Master, where are your men?"

Ye Feng looked at Ma Hui and replied calmly, "What men?"

Ma Hui cried out anxiously, "Wait, don’t tell me you came alone?"

Ye Feng’s expression remained calm. "I came alone. Is that a problem?"

Ma Hui looked at Ye Feng, his mouth opening and closing, but no words came out. ’Even Ouyang Nan was no match for them,’ he thought. ’What damn good are you going to do by yourself?’

Just then, Ouyang Nan looked at Ye Feng and shook his head, speaking with great difficulty. "Young Pavilion Master, we underestimated the Martial Association’s strength. Jiang Sheng is now a supreme master at the Tier Two Martial God level. We don’t have the power to stop him. You... you must leave now, or you won’t be able to."

Ye Feng looked at Ouyang Nan and said calmly, "Leave? Why would I leave? I said I was going to level the Martial Association, and that means it ends today."