I became a Sword Emperor in the Martial Arts World

Chapter 82 Fake Madness Meets Real Madness

As for Li Yanxin and Wei Qiang, both of them had fierce eyes and deep-seated hatred in their hearts as they attacked Ye Qingzhou.

Li Yanxin, the dark-skinned girl, was doing it for herself, while Wei Qiang was doing it for Yuan Hao.

He was born deaf and mute, and his disability caused him to suffer discrimination and disdain from childhood. It was Yuan Hao's modification experiment that allowed him to embark on the path of martial arts and finally achieve success.

Yuan Hao was always regarded by Wei Qiang as someone closer than his parents.

Seeing Yuan Hao dead, he was filled with grief and indignation. He unleashed the mid-level martial skill Rock Collapse, transforming his entire body into a giant ball of flesh, like a runaway human bomb, rolling and crushing towards Ye Qingzhou.

Rumble~

The obese body rolled over Ye Qingzhou, crushing his figure.

However, there was no blood on the ground. Li Yanxin shouted, "It's an afterimage!"

Seeing that Wei Qiang didn't react, Li Yanxin remembered that he was deaf and mute. She then activated her Yin energy and used her powerful mental energy to transmit a message: "He went to chase after Yang Da! Let's go after him too!"

Wei Qiang then stood up, nodded to Li Yanxin, and the two were about to leave when Ye Qingzhou returned carrying Yang Da's body.

"You didn't run away? That saves me a lot of trouble."

Ye Qingzhou threw Yang Da's body in front of the two men: "A family should be together, all together."

"Ye Qingzhou, you're going to die!"

Li Yanxin screamed shrilly, like the howl of a vengeful ghost. A powerful mental invasion immediately attacked Ye Qingzhou, like a black tide surging in, threatening to completely corrupt his mind.

Yin Force, a mid-level mental martial skill, Black Tide!

This is the purest form of mental attack, utilizing the inner energy of Yin to transform vital energy into a kind of mental toxin, polluting the opponent's mind.

As the black tide swept in, Ye Qingzhou felt as if his mind was covered in dust, his five senses were obscured, his six senses were blocked, and he was in a daze, feeling listless and dizzy.

"Now's the time to act!"

Li Yanxin pressed her hands tightly against her temples, and blood was already flowing from her seven orifices.

She exerted all her strength to activate her inner energy and use mental martial arts techniques to successfully suppress Ye Qingzhou's consciousness and keep him firmly in place.

Having received Li Yanxin's telepathic message, Wei Qiang nodded sharply, and his chubby figure once again transformed into a human bomb tank, rolling and crushing towards Ye Qingzhou.

bang~

Wei Qiang used his martial skill "Rock Collapse" but Ye Qingzhou, who was hit head-on, remained completely still.

On the contrary, Wei Qiang was so shaken by the force of the impact that he almost vomited blood. He felt as if he had not hit a person, but a dump truck.

Ye Qingzhou's unyielding spirit is too strong!

"Ah, I can't hold on any longer!"

In just a second, Li Yanxin felt as if her soul had been torn apart once again. Her head throbbed with pain, and she clutched it, wailing, "Ye Qingzhou! Die! Die! Why won't you die?!"

At this moment, Ye Qingzhou's body shone with a brilliant and dazzling sword light. His flawless sword heart allowed him to easily break through the suppression of the black tide.

The sword light illuminated everything inside and out, and the mind and consciousness returned instantly.

Ye Qingzhou glanced at Wei Qiang, who stood beside him like a mountain of flesh, and without thinking, swung his sword and slashed him.

Waves upon waves!

Five times the attack power!

Flame Dragon-Shaped Sword Qi Slash!

Unlike the Dragon-Shaped Sword Qi Slash that combines six forces into one, this sword strike uses wind as a secondary force and fire as the primary force, unleashing five bursts that merge into one.

With a single sword strike, the fire was amplified by the wind, and the wind fueled the fire's power!

The scorching heat, enough to melt gold and iron, instantly engulfed Wei Qiang's tall and stout figure.

A few seconds later, the charred corpse collapsed with a thud, sending up a cloud of embers.

"It seems that self-healing ability does have its limits; once burned like this, it cannot be recovered."

Ye Qingzhou stepped over Wei Qiang's corpse and continued to chase after the fleeing Li Yanxin.

At this moment, Li Yanxin had already hidden deep in the basement, where it was pitch black and there was a strange dripping sound even though it wasn't very damp.

Tick-tock~ Tick-tock~

Along with the sound came the smell of blood.

Ye Qingzhou walked leisurely through the darkness, the tip of his sword slicing across the ground, sparks flying and lightning flashing in his wake, steadily making his way towards where Li Yanxin was hiding.

"Hehe, big brother, are you here to play hide-and-seek with Xin'er?"

"Stop hiding. My sword intent remains within you, like a firefly in the dark, betraying you completely."

huh~

With a casual flick of his wrist, he unleashed a burst of sword energy, and from the darkness came the sound of shattering bottles and jars, along with the stench of blood and formaldehyde.

"Rude men don't attract girls."

The little girl in the black dress emerged from the darkness, clutching the hem of her skirt with both hands. However, her demeanor and behavior were completely different from her previous image as a grumpy, unruly child.

She appeared less anxious and more elegant and obedient, but Ye Qingzhou saw a more severe madness and bloodlust in her eyes.

"Schizophrenia? Second personality?"

Ye Qingzhou raised his hand and unleashed two sword strikes in quick succession, but Li Yanxin easily dodged them both by swaying her body.

Ye Qingzhou was somewhat surprised by this: "The primary personality is only proficient in Yin energy, but the secondary personality is perfect in Yin energy? It seems that you are Yuan Hao's most perfect creation. Even I was almost fooled."

The Yin energy is complete!

The gothic-style crazy little girl in front of me possesses a mental strength that is in no way weaker than Ye Qingzhou's, who has cultivated the Heart Sword Secret Technique.

Ye Qingzhou, the fake madman, has now met a real madman, much like a fake meeting the real deal.

"Hehe, can you please leave me alone? I'm still a child, can you really bring yourself to hurt me?"

The little girl, while acting coquettishly, danced gracefully as if no one else was around, her expression innocent and pure, like a pristine white lotus flower.

Unfortunately, Ye Qingzhou remained unmoved: "What defines good and evil is not age, but actions."

"Oh dear, I'm being treated like a bad guy."

The little girl held up the hem of her black-and-white skirt with one hand and lightly covered her lips with the other: "So, big brother, are you a good person?"

"To distinguish between good and bad people, one must first be human. But can you still be considered human now?"

Ye Qingzhou swept his sword horizontally, unleashing a burst of fiery energy that instantly created a blazing dragon that illuminated the surrounding darkness.

In the basement, six short figures surrounded him at the very center.

They were all infants around three years old, covered in wounds. Although they were still physically alive, their consciousness had been forcibly erased, turning them into something akin to walking corpses.

"Yin Technique, Yin Puppet Technique—I never imagined that such evil martial arts techniques could still be passed down to this day. You tortured and killed infants and created Yin puppet corpses; you no longer deserve to be called human."

Ye Qingzhou flashed and immediately stepped into the realm of divine speed.

The sword, breaking through the speed of sound, slashed without hesitation at the "evil" before it.

Some people don't treat others as human beings.

Ye Qingzhou wouldn't treat such a person as a human being either.

Slaying evil has nothing to do with justice; it's simply a matter of feeling displeasure.

He practiced martial arts so that he could wield his sword and strike when he encountered unpleasant things.

(End of this chapter)