bookpower Chapter 204 Smack and Fly
Chapter 204 Smack and Fly
Mo Zhiyun charged straight toward Ming Yi with such speed that onlookers were left dumbfounded.
As a half-step Battle King, Mo Zhiyun's strength naturally wasn't weak.
He quickly arrived in front of Ming Yi, his sword already unsheathed from his waist.
Ming Yi glanced at him with disdain and said, "A mere half-step Battle King dares to stand before me and even has the audacity to declare a battle with me?"
Mo Zhiyun's expression subtly changed, just by approaching Ming Yi, he could feel a terrifying aura.
This aura made him feel like he was trapped in a quagmire, even his movements had become slower.
Just from a single encounter, Mo Zhiyun knew he was no match for the person in front of him.
But his goal wasn't to defeat Ming Yi; as long as he could retreat in one piece after crossing hands with Ming Yi, he would have succeeded.
In order to gain a good reputation in the Eastern Sea, Mo Zhiyun was going all out.
"Please enlighten me!"
Mo Zhiyun spoke stiffly, with his neck outstretched.
Ming Yi snorted coldly, his expression full of contempt as he said, "Enlighten you? You, this piece of trash, can't even withstand my momentum!"
As soon as the words fell, a majestic aura burst forth from Ming Yi.
The aura was like an abyss, a prison, enveloping Mo Zhiyun completely.
Under this aura, Mo Zhiyun didn't even have the chance to resist; he was directly pressed to his knees.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
The sound of bones cracking continuously emanated from within Mo Zhiyun's body, like popping beans.
Within a few breaths, Mo Zhiyun's eyes rolled back, and he fell rigidly to the ground.
The half-step Battle King hadn't even made Ming Yi lift a hand!
"Damn! Mo Zhiyun is dead?! What realm is Ming Yi at, that he could suffocate Mo Zhiyun to death with just his presence!"
"Even a Battle King might not possess such might, right? Could it be that Ming Yi is at the terrifying later stages of the Battle King?"
"What a pity for Mo Zhiyun, seeking to stand up for the martial artists of our Eastern Sea, yet meeting such a tragic end."
...
The surrounding martial artists began to speak up, some in horror, others feeling sorry for Mo Zhiyun's death.
Ye Ling shook his head with a smile and stepped toward Ming Yi.
As soon as Ye Ling took two steps, Ming Yi's gaze had already locked onto him!
When Ming Yi saw the black eagle beside Ye Ling, his gaze briefly intensified.
Ye Ling ignored him and simply continued to bring his palm down towards Ming Yi.
Just as his hand was about to touch Ming Yi, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted from the palm of Ye Ling's hand.
Feeling this heart-palpitating breath, Ming Yi's face changed drastically.
But by the time he thought to block, it was already a step too late.
"Bang!"
Ye Ling's palm struck Ming Yi squarely in the chest.
"Crack!"
The sound of bones breaking rang out, and Ming Yi was sent flying into the sea.
"Is Ming Yi dead?!"
"Who is this guy that suddenly showed up? Why is he so powerful that he could send a War King like Ming Yi flying with one palm strike?"
"Who knows, but with such a person stationed in the East Sea, Ming Yi certainly won't be able to strut around here anymore!"
...
Seeing Ye Ling's divine might, the onlookers also spoke one after another.
Ye Ling's eyebrows raised as he looked towards the surface of the water with a hint of surprise in his gaze.
Under Ye Ling's watch, Ming Yi, who had just fallen into the sea, reemerged once more.
Ming Yi looked at Ye Ling darkly and said somberly, "I didn't expect a young man like you to be so strong."
"It seems I underestimated you, but from now on, I won't give you any more chances!"
The slight indent in Ming Yi's chest would be fatal for a normal person, but for him, at the pinnacle of the War King level, it was like a mere scratch that couldn't affect him at all.
Finished speaking, Ming Yi turned into a shadow, accompanied by gusts of wind, and charged straight for Ye Ling.
Ye Ling's gaze remained calm as he calmly raised his right hand and struck out another palm.
"Bang!"
As soon as Ming Yi's figure appeared, he was sent flying by Ye Ling once again.
The scene didn't so much resemble Ye Ling striking Ming Yi, but more like Ming Yi hurling himself onto Ye Ling's palm.
Ming Yi fell into the sea a second time, this time without immediately resurfacing.
The King of the East Sea looked at the spot where Ming Yi fell into the water, excitement flashing in his eyes.
Even at the pinnacle of the War King level, he was no match for Ye Ling!
Ye Ling must have stepped into that legendary realm, right?
The King of the East Sea thought to himself.