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"Master Ye, is that so? I kept you until the end precisely because I wanted to learn your extraordinary magical arts."

Chaiya Anan's voice was hoarse, each word sounding like sandpaper rubbing against the floor, echoing in the deathly silent factory.

All eyes immediately turned to Ye An.

For a moment, only one thought remained in everyone's mind:

"Who is this Master Ye? How could someone so highly skilled in martial arts, renowned both domestically and internationally, regard him as a serious opponent?"

Finally, someone in the crowd remembered something and whispered:

"Could it be that Master Ye who was all the rage in Jiangcheng a while ago?"

Upon hearing this, many people felt a jolt of unease.

There was indeed a Master Ye in Jiangcheng who possessed supernatural magical abilities and was said to be unparalleled in both weapon crafting and alchemy.

But... but isn't that just a legend?

Besides, even if such a person really existed, would he dare to stand up in front of this monster who killed Chen Zhenchuan with one punch?

Just as everyone was filled with doubt and uncertainty, Ye An finally spoke. His voice was not loud, but it was clear to everyone's ears.

"You've only just touched the threshold of a martial arts master; you're not worthy to learn from you."

These words caused an uproar in the room.

"What is this kid saying? Is he crazy? Who does he think he is?"

"Wait... Master Ye? Ye An? He's that Master Ye?"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How could a master be so young!"

A kind-hearted uncle who was nearby got anxious and quickly shouted towards the stage, "Young man, they're looking for Master Ye, not you! Get down here! Don't try to be a hero!"

In everyone's mind, those who can be called "masters" are all elderly people with gray hair and over fifty years old.

Ye An looked to be at most in his early twenties; he didn't look it at all.

Qin Ruoxue struggled to push through the crowd and rushed to the bottom of the arena. Looking up, her voice trembled with tears, she cried out, "Ye An, come down! Are you crazy?!"

Ye An looked down at her and answered seriously, "He called me, so of course I had to respond."

Tears streamed down Qin Ruoxue's fair face. She was both angry and anxious, wishing she could rush up and drag him down: "They called him Master Ye, not you! Do you think just anyone with the surname Ye can be called a master?"

This was completely different from what she had expected.

In her opinion, the legendary Master Ye, no matter how young he was, must be a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties with a calm and composed demeanor.

How could it be Ye An, a young man in his twenties?

Ye An blinked, looking completely innocent: "I am Master Ye."

"you!"

Qin Ruoxue was so angry that her chest heaved. She felt like she was talking to a block of wood, and she couldn't reason with her no matter what she did.

The kind uncle who had previously advised him stared wide-eyed, as if looking at a fool.

"With your skills, you can't even beat Zhang Mang, yet you dare to throw your life away here? Get back here! He's a big shot, he won't bother with you!"

The bigwigs on the platform looked at Ye An and felt a mix of emotions.

On the one hand, they admired the boy's courage in standing up against Chaiya Anan's intimidating presence.

On the other hand, I felt that he was too young and did not understand the principle that a great man can bend and stretch.

Can't you see? So many of our family heads and owners, with assets worth hundreds of millions, are now obediently bowing their heads, preparing to seek revenge later.

What kind of hero are you, a mere kid?

On the second floor, Chen Zhewen, who had been rescued, was barely breathing. He clutched the sleeve of the black-robed elder and said intermittently, "Elder... save... save him... we can't just watch him... die here..."

The black-robed elder shook his head helplessly, his voice filled with bitterness:

"There's no way to save him. Chaiya Anan is determined to kill; he wants to use the bloodiest methods to suppress the entire ancient martial arts circle in Jiangnan. Whoever goes up now will die."

He paused, looked down at the enormous figure, and sighed: "Unless... the sect leader personally comes out of seclusion, perhaps only then can he be subdued."

In the audience, some people with dark intentions began to gloat.

This kid must be out of his mind. He's obsessed with showing off. He deserves to die.

Only Qin Ruoxue was so anxious that tears kept falling down her face.

Ever since Ye An rescued her from the kidnappers, she felt increasingly guilty about her past actions and felt she had wronged Ye An.

I had planned to make it up to him later, but now, if he just goes to his death, I'll live with regret for the rest of my life.

In the corner, Fang Hongda's demeanor was completely different from everyone else's.

He crossed his arms, his face showing no sign of tension, but rather an anticipation of a good show.

He had personally witnessed Master Ye's strength.

This so-called "Master Nan" looks intimidating, but he's probably no match for Master Ye.

He silently chanted in his heart, "Master Ye, teach this arrogant fool a lesson! Let him know that this is China!"

At this moment, Ye An had already walked to within two meters of Chaiya Anan and stopped.

He looked the other person up and down, his body now monstrous after swelling, and spoke calmly.

"With the strength required to reach the threshold of Martial Dao Celestial, coupled with this secret technique that burns your essence blood, you will indeed be invincible below the Martial Dao Celestial level."

Ye An's voice was devoid of any emotion, as if he were stating a fact.

"If I'm not mistaken, you came to Jiangnan to take on this challenge for another reason. You hope to use the pressure from the ancient martial arts masters of Jiangnan to push yourself, so that you can completely break through that threshold and step into the true realm of martial arts mastery, right?"

The words fell.

For the first time, a look of surprise appeared in Chaiya Anan's scarlet eyes.

"Oh? You're quite something, managing to see through my intentions."

He roamed Southeast Asia with his brute strength and the secret technique that burned his life essence, along with the intuition he had honed in countless life-or-death battles.

He is very clear about his own situation and knows where his bottleneck is.

But these are his deepest secrets, his trump cards that he plans to use to make a name for himself in China, and even to take over the resources of Medicine King Valley.

The young man in front of me explained it clearly after only a few glances.

The two faced off on the ring, one as burly as a demon god, the other as handsome and upright as a scholar, creating an indescribably strange scene.

The audience members below the stage have gradually recovered from their initial shock and confusion.

As they watched the young man on the stage, who could calmly converse with a monstrous expert, their thoughts began to shift uncontrollably.

"He...he was really talking to that monster?"

"And that monster seems to value him quite a bit..."

"Ye An... Master Ye... Could he really be the Master Ye that's been rumored in Jiangcheng?"

The expressions on Wei Kai and his group of friends' faces changed from schadenfreude to blankness, and then from blankness to incomprehensible astonishment.

Looking at Ye An on the stage, they felt completely overwhelmed.

How did a poor boy they looked down on, a jinx they mocked, suddenly become a big shot who could confront such an internationally renowned villain?

This script is wrong.

Qin Ruoxue also stopped crying. She looked up, tears still on her face, staring blankly at the back of the person on the stage.

At this moment, that figure seemed to overlap with the one in her memory who had rescued her from despair.

Could it be... that he wasn't just showing off?

Watching this scene from the corner, Ji Ting felt anxious, as if his heart was on fire.

He spent a lot of money to invite Caiya Anan, not to watch him chat with Ye An here!

He wanted to see Ye An beaten to death!

"Master Nan!" Ji Ting couldn't help but shout from below the stage, "What are you waiting for?! Hurry up and kill him!"

This shout shattered the silence on the field.

Chaiya Anan suddenly turned his head, his scarlet eyes sweeping over Ji Ting, his voice filled with undisguised disgust and murderous intent.

"Do I need you to teach me how to do things?"

When Ji Ting saw that look, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He shuddered all over, and all the words he wanted to say stuck in his throat. He couldn't say a single word.

Only then did Caiya Anan turn his gaze back to Ye An.

"Make your move." He slowly raised his thick arm and pointed at Ye An. "Let me see if your extraordinary magic is as powerful as your eyesight."

The words fell.

His already enormous body swelled up even more, the veins under his skin twitching like living things, and an even stronger, more pungent odor emanated from him.

He threw a punch.

This punch had no unnecessary moves; it was pure power and speed.

The air in front of the fist was instantly blasted apart, producing a muffled sonic boom that carried a heavy, fishy stench, heading straight for Ye An's face.

"It's over!"

Below the stage, the faces of those martial arts experts who had just begun to have a glimmer of hope for Ye An turned deathly pale once again.

"The power of this punch is even greater than the one you threw at Chen Zhenchuan earlier!"

"There's no way to dodge it! This kid's dead meat!"

The black-robed elder on the second floor closed his eyes in despair.

He knew that even Chen Zhewen in his prime, or even he himself, would absolutely not be able to withstand this punch.

Ye An stared at the rapidly enlarging fist, his face expressionless.

He was thinking to himself that it seemed he wouldn't make any money on this trip.

They originally planned to put on a show, raise the odds, and get Fang Hongda to place a bet and make a profit.

It now appears that the idea has failed.

Let's finish this quickly.

"Very well," Ye An said, his voice still calm. "I'll show you what real martial arts techniques and combat methods are."

Instead of retreating, he took half a step forward.

Just as the force of the punch was about to touch the tips of his hair, he raised his hands.

His movements were not fast, even somewhat slow.

With his left hand facing down, carrying a feminine connotation, he gently extended it outwards.

With his right palm facing upwards, exuding a masculine aura, he pressed his left wrist together and brought it inwards.

With one palm and one hand, representing yin and yang, one soft and one hard, they drew a circle in front of him.

This is a battle tactic that Ye An can only use after he has comprehended the realm of "Yin Yang Incarnation".

Chaiya Anan's punch, powerful enough to shatter stone, slammed into the circle.

The result was like a clay ox sinking into the sea; that violent force was instantly diverted and dismantled by a strange force, disappearing without a trace.

"How is that possible?!"

For the first time, the ferocity on Chaiya Anan's face turned into horror.

He could clearly feel that the force he unleashed was not directly resisted, but rather neutralized in a way that he could not comprehend at all.

The other person's hands seemed to carry some kind of rule, forcibly disrupting the flow of true energy within his body.

"You have no idea what real martial arts techniques and combat methods are."

Ye An slowly rotated his palms in the void, as if pushing an invisible ball.

"Hmph! Playing tricks! This isn't martial arts, it's sorcery!"

Chaiya Anan roared in anger; he didn't believe it, and he didn't want to believe it.

He decided not to give Ye An any more chances to use his magic, and to crush him completely with absolute power!

"roar!"

He roared wildly, a beast-like howl emanating from his throat.

To the astonishment of the crowd, his figure grew taller again, almost reaching three meters in height, his muscles bulging like molten iron.

He took a gliding step, leaving a trail of afterimages in his wake.

The next moment, he appeared like a ghost behind Ye An's left side, his fist, bigger than a sandbag, whistling through the air as it aimed straight for Ye An's back.

This punch was incredibly fast and incredibly ruthless.

He vividly portrayed the power of a martial arts master who had just reached the threshold of becoming a celestial being.

In the audience, Qin Ruoxue's heart leaped into her throat once again.

However, faced with this sure-kill blow, Ye An simply sighed softly.

"Why."

He didn't even turn around.

The hands that were originally drawing circles in front of him suddenly pushed and turned to the left and back, then slammed down on Chaiya Anan.

The smash looked light and effortless, as if it had no force at all.

But Ya'anan's expression changed drastically in an instant!

In his perception, Ye An's fair hands seemed to be holding a void, but that void was heavier than mountains and broader than heaven and earth.

This palm strike was unlike any martial art from the human world.

The feeling was as if an ancient god had uprooted the sacred mountain that supported the heavens and earth and smashed it down on him!

We cannot defeat them by force!

You absolutely must not try to fight them head-on!

"not good!"

The warning signs in Chaiya Anan's heart wailed wildly, and his blood ran cold.

Without a second thought, he abruptly stopped his punch, used his waist and abdomen to propel himself backward at an even faster speed than when he came.

The audience below the stage was completely dumbfounded.

They only saw Chaiya Anan launch a thunderous sneak attack, and then... then he jumped back by himself?

What are they doing?

Just as everyone was filled with doubt and uncertainty, Ye Ann's palm, having lost its target, naturally moved downwards and gently pressed down onto the ground of the arena.

"Boom!"

A deafening roar, like thunderclap from a clear sky!

The entire massive abandoned factory shook violently.

The audience in the front row felt their legs buckle, and many lost their balance and fell off their chairs.

It was all overturned and in complete disarray.

The arena, made of special alloy materials and incredibly sturdy, which had withstood countless bloody battles without a scratch, collapsed halfway down with a single, light press from Ye An, centered on the point where his palm landed!

Countless cracks spread out like a spider web, and rubble and metal components flew everywhere.

The entire venue was deathly silent.

"W-Was this an earthquake?"

"Are you kidding me?!"

Everyone stared wide-eyed and gaped, dumbfounded at the half-collapsed arena and the young man standing on the edge of the ruins, slowly withdrawing his hand.

Is this...is this something a human can do?