“Bang!”

Inside Gude Temple, Ye Qiu’s body was sent flying, crashing to the ground as he spat out a mouthful of blood. Ignoring his injuries, he stared in horror at Chen Dong.

This enemy was incredibly tough!

During their earlier exchange, Ye Qiu had initially suppressed Chen Dong with a flurry of attacks. But within just two minutes, he was the one sent flying.

In terms of pure martial arts skill, Ye Qiu wasn’t afraid of Chen Dong. He even had the confidence to defeat him.

The problem was, Chen Dong’s techniques were extremely bizarre. One moment Ye Qiu would block his attack, but the next, Chen Dong’s fist would rotate 180 degrees, catching Ye Qiu off guard.

“You think the head of Jiangzhou’s branch is just for show? If I didn’t have some skills, would I dare to lure you into a trap?”

Chen Dong looked at Ye Qiu, a chilling murderous intent in his eyes. “None of you are leaving here alive today.”

Ye Qiu remained silent, quickly thinking of a way to counter Chen Dong’s strange techniques.

At that moment, the Dragon King’s voice rang out beside him, “Little Ye, in the world of martial arts, speed is the only invincible weapon.”

Hearing this, Ye Qiu was momentarily stunned. He muttered the words a few times, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

“I understand now. Thank you, Dragon King.”

Whoosh!

As soon as Ye Qiu finished speaking, he launched an attack, his body turning into a blur as he charged at Chen Dong like lightning.

“Seeking death!” Chen Dong sneered at Ye Qiu’s move, slapping his palm towards Ye Qiu’s shoulder.

However, his palm hit nothing but air.

Huh?

Chen Dong was slightly shocked. He hadn’t expected his sure-hit strike to miss Ye Qiu.

At that moment, Ye Qiu had already circled behind Chen Dong and delivered a powerful punch.

“Bang!”

The punch landed squarely on Chen Dong’s back.

The immense force sent Chen Dong stumbling forward several steps, nearly making him fall flat on his face.

Seizing the opportunity, Ye Qiu continued his assault.

Taking advantage of his opponent’s weakness, Ye Qiu launched a barrage of attacks on Chen Dong.

In a battle between experts, every second counts. Sometimes, a moment’s hesitation can turn the tide from offense to defense.

Chen Dong’s rhythm was completely disrupted, forcing him into a defensive stance. In no time, he was severely injured.

“Enough!”

Chen Dong roared, swinging a fierce punch at Ye Qiu.

At that instant, a massive force surged from behind, sending Chen Dong’s body flying like a football.

Crash!

His body hit the ground heavily, kicking up a cloud of dust. Chen Dong felt like his entire body was falling apart. Before he could get up, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that Ye Qiu’s foot was about to stomp on his groin.

If that stomp landed, he would be crippled for life.

“Get lost!”

Chen Dong roared in anger, rolling on the ground and kicking fiercely at Ye Qiu’s legs.

Suddenly, Ye Qiu’s figure vanished.

Where did he go?

Chen Dong didn’t have time to think. He immediately supported himself with one hand, spinning in mid-air and kicking out.

He assumed Ye Qiu was behind him.

During their previous exchanges, Ye Qiu often liked to quickly circle behind him and launch attacks.

“Bang.”

Unexpectedly, his kick hit nothing but air again.

What’s going on?

Chen Dong was bewildered.

“Are you looking for me? I’m right here.” Ye Qiu’s voice sounded beside him.

Chen Dong quickly turned his head, only to see a size 42 shoe sole coming straight at his face, impossible to dodge.

“Smack!”

Crack!

His facial bones shattered.

Chen Dong felt a sharp pain on his face.

Of course, this kind of injury was nothing to him, but Ye Qiu’s actions had completely enraged him.

A fight is a fight, but why the hell did you stomp on my face?

“Ah…” Chen Dong roared in fury, preparing to get up, only to sense another gust of wind approaching his face.

Damn it, not again!

“Die!” Chen Dong punched out with all his might.

Ye Qiu quickly retreated. He had intended to beat Chen Dong while he was down, but Chen Dong’s reaction was unexpectedly quick despite his injuries.

Chen Dong stood up, glaring at Ye Qiu with eyes full of hatred, as if he wanted to swallow him whole.

“Tsk tsk tsk, I thought the head of Jiangzhou’s branch would be more formidable. How does it feel to have your face stomped on?” Ye Qiu taunted with a smile.

“Hmph, I was just careless earlier. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have succeeded.”

Chen Dong was nearly driven mad with rage.

In all his years, this was the first time someone had stomped on his face.

Although the injury wasn’t severe, the humiliation was indescribable. Only by killing Ye Qiu could he vent his anger.

Glaring at Ye Qiu, he said furiously, “You bastard, you have no sense of honor. You deserve to die.”

“Are you out of your mind? This isn’t a martial arts competition. Why should I care about honor? If you want to talk about honor, fine. As a senior expert, why don’t you let me have three moves first?” Ye Qiu laughed.

The fire in Chen Dong’s eyes burned even hotter. He said coldly, “I was going to give you a quick death, but now I’ll make you wish you were dead.”

With that, Chen Dong took out a green bamboo leaf from his pocket.

Ye Qiu became more alert.

The Shaman God Sect’s methods were unpredictable. He didn’t want to fall into their trap.

Chen Dong placed the bamboo leaf to his lips and blew gently. Soon, a wailing sound filled the air.

After about three seconds, a “squeak” sound followed.

Ye Qiu noticed a small snake crawling out from Chen Dong’s collar.

The snake was only two centimeters long, as thin as a pen refill, and bright red. Despite its small size, it exuded a dangerous aura.

Ye Qiu locked eyes with the snake and felt a chill run down his spine, involuntarily shivering.

“People say the Shaman God Sect is full of perverts. I didn’t believe it before, but now I do. You don’t play with cars, watches, games, or women. You play with snakes. Disgusting.”

The thought of Chen Dong being intimate with the snake made Ye Qiu feel nauseous.

The little red snake seemed to understand Ye Qiu’s words. It let out a sharp hiss and lunged at him.

Ye Qiu was startled, his mind racing with questions.

What kind of snake is this?

How can it fly?

Is it some kind of hybrid?

Without time to think, he activated the Nine Revolutions Dragon God Technique, channeling his power into his right hand and punching out.

“Boom!”

The little red snake was instantly shattered into pieces, its corpse falling to the ground, dead beyond doubt.

“Ugh—”

Chen Dong suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, collapsing to his knees. His aura quickly weakened, and his face turned deathly pale.

“Here’s my chance.”

A murderous glint flashed in Ye Qiu’s eyes. He prepared to take advantage of the situation to finish off Chen Dong. Just as he moved, a gunshot rang out.

Bang—