Among the disciples of Jin Peak, Zhou Tong's combat prowess ranked third.
Therefore, he had always been very arrogant and prideful.
'Now, you have two choices.
First, obediently pay the newcomer tribute, then kneel down and apologize. I can let you off.
Second, I will personally make a move and make you understand what true strength means.'
Zhou Tong reached back and patted his back. The black long spear shot out, landing in his hand as he pointed it distantly at Ye Yunfei, speaking coldly.
At the same time.
Boom!
A terrifying pressure of spiritual energy erupted from his body.
A hurricane-force wind whipped up, debris and sand swirled madly through the air!
The scene was absolutely frightening!
Initial Heaven Realm!
This Zhou Tong's cultivation realm was actually at the Initial Heaven Realm!
'Senior Brother Zhou Tong's power is too frightening!'
'Quick, stand back!'
...
The dozen or so followers standing behind Zhou Tong were all knocked staggering and scattered, falling over each other in a panicked mess.
'No wonder Zhou Tong's strength ranks third. Just the aura he released is something I can't withstand!'
'That Ye Yunfei actually provoked Zhou Tong to this extent. He's simply looking for death.'
...
The Jin Peak disciples watching from afar were all exclaiming in amazement.
'Senior Brother Zhou Tong, please calm your anger!'
At that moment, A Niu suddenly arrived. He squeezed through the crowd of onlookers and ran to stand beside Ye Yunfei.
'Yunfei Senior Brother has just arrived and doesn't quite understand the customs of our Jin Peak.
I hope Senior Brother Zhou Tong, out of consideration that we share the same peak, will let Yunfei Senior Brother off this once.
I will pay Yunfei Senior Brother's newcomer tribute for him.'
A Niu spoke in a humble, submissive tone.
'Yunfei Senior Brother, Zhou Tong ranks third in strength on our Jin Peak. He's extremely formidable. Please, do not provoke his anger.'
A Niu whispered quietly to Ye Yunfei.
Then, A Niu took out some Spirit Crystals and spirit pills, intending to hand them over to Zhou Tong.
'A thing lower than pigs and dogs, get lost!'
Zhou Tong's face darkened as he barked.
A Niu's strength was only at the Body Tempering Realm. He was an ordinary disciple of Jin Peak. In the eyes of a Core Disciple like Zhou Tong, he was as weak as an ant, utterly beneath contempt.
Crack!
A sharp sound rang out.
The black spear in Zhou Tong's hand lashed across A Niu's right cheek.
A Niu's body was sent flying, crashing onto the ground over ten meters away.
His right cheek immediately swelled up high, and he spat blood.
All the Spirit Crystals and spirit pills in his hand fell scattered on the ground.
'A Niu, don't worry about this.
There isn't a disciple in the Tianyuan Sect that I can't afford to provoke.'
Ye Yunfei flashed forward, helping A Niu up, and spoke out.
The moment his words fell.
Ye Yunfei moved.
Swoosh!
The onlookers only saw a blur of movement as Ye Yunfei, like a ghost, appeared right in front of Zhou Tong.
His cold gaze bore into Zhou Tong.
Ye Yunfei was angry.
This Jin Peak ordinary disciple, A Niu, had left a very good impression on Ye Yunfei these past two days.
Now, A Niu had been struck.
This was a debt that Ye Yunfei would certainly collect on A Niu's behalf.
Faster than words can describe.
Ye Yunfei simply threw a punch directly at him.
'Heh, like a moth darting into a flame, utterly overestimating himself.'
Facing Ye Yunfei's move, Zhou Tong sneered coldly. The black spear in his hand suddenly thrust forward, meeting Ye Yunfei's fist.
Fluctuations of spiritual energy at the Initial Heaven Realm emanated from the spear, causing the surrounding air to instantly become heavy.
It felt as if a massive mountain was pressing down towards Ye Yunfei.
Ye Yunfei's fist did not retract, nor did it change direction. It continued pushing straight forward.
A mocking smile curled at the corner of Zhou Tong's lips.
This kid really had no idea how to live.
He'd already seen my spear thrust forward, and yet he still doesn't pull his fist back?
Trying to use a fist to resist my spear? Is that even possible!
Zhou Tong was confident that with this move, his spear would definitely cripple Ye Yunfei's fist!
Clang!
Ye Yunfei's fist and that black spear collided, emitting a clear metallic clang.
Then.
Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, Ye Yunfei's fist slowly continued its forward push.
The black spear in Zhou Tong's hand began to be squeezed, bending slowly.
Finally.
With a loud crack!
It snapped directly into two pieces!
The supremely confident smile on Zhou Tong's face froze solid.
Boom!
Ye Yunfei punched out.
Seventy to eighty thousand jin of pure physical strength poured forth, directly emptying all the air in front of him, creating a terrifying vacuum of pressure.
Zhou Tong's heart trembled, a sense of danger rapidly taking hold of his entire body.
'I'll fight you with everything I've got!'
Zhou Tong roared.
Bang!
Their fists collided directly.
A huge explosion echoed in all directions.
Then, Zhou Tong's body flew backward violently, retreating over a hundred steps before barely managing to stand still, blood starting to seep from the corner of his mouth.
Ye Yunfei took a step forward, catching up to Zhou Tong.
Then, he threw another punch.
Zhou Tong simply couldn't dodge.
Pushed into a corner, he had no choice but to meet the attack, throwing his own fist in a counter.
Bang!
Once again, their fists collided, producing another thunderous sound.
Next, the two of them exchanged six or seven consecutive fist-to-fist blows!
On the final punch.
Zhou Tong's body was sent flying by the shockwave, vomiting blood repeatedly mid-air, his face pale.
Like a flash of lightning, Ye Yunfei charged over, his right hand shooting out to clamp onto Zhou Tong's throat, lifting him up as easily as picking up a chick.
Ye Yunfei's movement speed was too fast, ghost-like.
Zhou Tong hadn't even registered what happened before Ye Yunfei had him under control.
'A Niu, he struck your face just now. Now, I'll repay him on your behalf.'
Ye Yunfei said.
Then, his left palm lashed out, striking Zhou Tong's face.
Crack! Crack! Crack!...
A continuous stream of slapping sounds echoed.
One slap after another, endlessly raining down on Zhou Tong's face.
Humiliated and furious, Zhou Tong struggled desperately.
Unfortunately, his throat was tightly clamped in Ye Yunfei's right hand. He could barely breathe, feeling on the verge of suffocation. His limbs were weak; how could he possibly resist?
How could this be happening?
Senior Brother Zhou Tong actually had no power to resist at all!
The surrounding disciples were all stupefied, unable to believe their eyes.
A moment later.
The slapping sounds finally stopped.
'A Niu, he hit you with one slap. I hit him with a hundred. That should just about balance the accounts.'
Ye Yunfei casually tossed Zhou Tong aside.
Huff... Huff...
Zhou Tong grabbed his throat with both hands, gasping desperately for air like a fish that had been left out in the sun all day.
One slap versus a hundred slaps, and he actually called that *just balancing* the accounts!
This guy is just too savage!
At that moment, the Jin Peak disciples watching the spectacle were all trembling with fear.
'It seems I need to find a way to cultivate the second layer of the Heavenly Demon Blood-Refining Body Art.'
Ye Yunfei mused inwardly.
Now, Ye Yunfei was beginning to enjoy the fighting style that relied on pure physical strength.
Simple. Direct. Savage. Every punch connects with the flesh!
It gave him a sense of exhilarating satisfaction!
'Ye Yunfei actually defeated Zhou Tong.
Doesn't that mean his strength already ranks in the top three on our Jin Peak!
That's terrifying!'
'From now on, we absolutely must not provoke him!'
...
The gazes the surrounding Jin Peak spectators directed towards Ye Yunfei no longer dared to hold the slightest hint of disrespect!