Chapter 107 Seeking Death

Ye Chen didn't even make a move.

He just relied on the surging sword intent in his body to suppress Ye Yiming to the ground, and he didn't even dare to raise his head. Looking at the entire Xiaoyue Dynasty, how many geniuses can do this?

Ye Yiming is a Tianxuan realm cultivator!

Not to mention suppressing him, there are not many peers who can be compared with him.

However, this time, the whole audience was shocked.

All the guests showed disbelief.

They stared at each other, thinking they had seen it wrong.

How could it be like this?

Is this Ye Chen still a human being? He suppressed Ye Yiming with sword intent, making him unable to fight back, kneeling in public, and making a fool of himself. This alone is absolutely unparalleled in the world!

"Yiming, stand up!"

Ye Jing saw it and was anxious.

If so many noble people in the venue made a fool of themselves here, it would probably spread throughout the circle in no time.

Originally, he wanted to pave the way for his son.

But after this battle, his son will become a laughing stock!

"I, I also want to stand up..."

In Ye Yiming's heart, there seemed to be a voice roaring.

He clenched his fists tightly, and his pupils were full of grief, anger, and unwillingness.

Ye Yiming also wanted to stand up and kill Ye Chen on the spot with lightning speed?

Killing a sword cultivator, is there an easier way to become famous than this?

But he couldn't do it!

Ye Chen looked down and walked in front of Ye Yiming.

His eyes were cold, "You humiliated my father before, as a son, I naturally have to stand up, Ye Yiming, I won't bully you either. I heard that your strongest point is fist, so I will fight you with fist!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

They looked at each other, and their surprise could not be concealed.

Ye Chen is a young sword cultivator. Just for this reason, he will definitely be famous in Xiaoyue Dynasty and even the whole Beizhou in a short time.

But he didn't draw his sword, but wanted to fight Ye Yiming with boxing.

The boxing intention that Ye Yiming showed before was amazing to everyone, and he was also in the Tianxuan realm.

And if a sword cultivator who became famous for his sword intention didn't have a sword in his hand, how much strength could he exert?

With a sword, he could kill the enemy in the Renxuan realm and surpass his level.

Without a sword, he lost most of his combat power out of thin air, what else would be left?

"You are... looking for death!"

Ye Yiming felt the other party gathering his sword intention, and the anger in his pupils burned wildly.

Are you looking down on me?

I am in the Tianxuan realm. Although you are a sword cultivator, you are only in the Renxuan realm. There are two realms between us. You dare to treat me with such contempt. Tell me, are you looking for death!

Ye Yiming stood up from the ground, and his bones crackled all over his body.

His fists were very strong, and his body was as hard as iron.

So, when Ye Yiming heard that Ye Chen was going to fight him bare-handed, he naturally felt ecstatic. How could he miss such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

Ye Chen stood with his hands behind his back, standing proudly here.

Everyone looked at him and whispered.

"This kid is as crazy as his father back then!"

"Back then, his father met Ye Fusu and all his hopes were cut off by a knife. Today, his son met Ye Yiming, and I'm afraid it will be almost the same ending."

"Haha, there's something interesting to watch."

As for Wei Xiang, he always sat on the main seat with an expressionless face.

With his mind, he could guess why Ye Chen came here to celebrate his birthday.

Back then, Ye Fusu made a seven-year agreement in a joking tone.

In fact, everyone knows that he didn't take Ye Tianxiao, who came out of a remote place, seriously at all.

As for the Cold Bird Three-Cry Talisman, Ye Fusu said there was an antidote, but in fact there was none.

It is only possible to dissolve this rune if someone who is proficient in this technique comes in person.

According to the time, the seven-year agreement is about to come. With the erosion speed of the Cold Bird Three-Cry Talisman, it should soon enter Ye Tianxiao's heart. Once it penetrates into the heart, even the most divine doctor will be helpless.

As a son of a man, Ye Chen naturally couldn't go to Ye Fusu to ask for an antidote.

So, he came here to find himself.

After all, Ye Fusu's Cold Bird Three-Cry Talisman was taught by himself.

"Interesting."

A smile slowly emerged on Wei Xiang's stern face.

The scene in front of him was very interesting.

But if Ye Yiming was replaced by Ye Feng, the son of Ye Fusu, it would be even more interesting.

Back then, Ye Fusu defeated Ye Tianxiao, and today, Ye Tianxiao's son avenged his father.

How fun is that?

Unfortunately, Ye Yiming and him do not have the hatred of the previous generation.

Even if they kill each other, it will be boring.

"Heaven and Earth Domineering Fist!"

Ye Yiming took a deep breath, feeling the rich spiritual energy exploding in his body, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He was confident that he could beat the opponent to death with only three punches.

As long as the opponent did as he said, he would never use the magic sword.

With his terrifying fist intention, he could definitely decide life or death with three punches!

Boom!

After Ye Yiming performed the Heaven and Earth Domineering Fist, he compressed the spiritual energy infinitely.

The next moment, his figure suddenly rose up and rushed towards Ye Chen at an absolutely terrifying speed.

Under the magnificent fist intention, Ye Yiming punched three times in succession.

Different directions, the same fierceness.

All the directions that Ye Chen could dodge were blocked by the fist force.

This Heaven and Earth Domineering Fist is a mysterious skill, which can condense the domineering energy of heaven and earth and compress the spiritual energy in the body, so that the power of the fist intention is constantly amplified, just like the waves on the seashore, one wave is better than another.

Ye Yiming didn't think that Ye Chen could fight him with bare hands.

Although he was suppressed by the sword intent and couldn't breathe before, as long as he could beat the opponent to death, all the shame could be washed away, and he would still be a genius who was high above. After all, the winner is the king.

"Yiming's fist intent is more terrible than what he showed before."

"It seems that Ye Chen is in trouble."

"As a sword cultivator, it is really stupid to abandon his greatest advantage."

All the guests are unanimously optimistic about Ye Yiming.

Even Ye Jing narrowed his eyes and looked forward to the ending.

Only Wei Xiang looked at all this indifferently.

He knew that things were not that simple.

Ye Chen must have come prepared this time and would never do anything he was not sure of.

Finally, under the attention of everyone, Ye Chen moved.

He also punched out and faced the opponent.

Just as everyone imagined, this punch was ordinary and did not contain any terrifying aura. Compared with Ye Yiming's Heaven and Earth Domineering Fist, it can only be said that one is in heaven and the other is in the ground.

At this level, he still dared to fight a life-and-death battle with his opponent with bare hands. Isn't it obvious that he is looking for death?

"No, that's not right."

The smile on Wei Xiang's face suddenly froze.

A thought suddenly emerged in his mind.

This is not the meaning of boxing.

But it is better than boxing!

This is a boxing method that has realized the origin of boxing and returned to its original simplicity!