Chapter 132 – The Ma Family Elder, Ma Jiazhen

The following day was Friday. Ye Kuang originally intended to continue attending classes, but plans couldn’t keep up with changes – he ended up sleeping soundly in his dormitory throughout the entire day.

When he opened his eyes again, the moonlight had just begun to appear.

Pang Hu said, “You’re finally awake. We thought you might never wake up.”

Hearing this, Ye Kuang couldn’t help but feel startled, still somewhat incredulous.

Because he discovered that the forty years of cultivation he had consumed had been completely restored!

He had originally thought it would take at least a week to replenish, but unexpectedly, just one sleep had made his Dantian Qi Sea even more abundant than before.

This could only be described as: surprises come too suddenly, inevitably bringing some delight.

After washing up, eating breakfast, and completing his daily routine.

Ye Kuang suddenly said, “Take advantage of the weekend to properly comprehend the true scriptures. In the future, you’ll surely be able to achieve what I have. Not necessarily taking on ten opponents alone, but at the very least strengthening your bodies.”

“We know, you talk too much nonsense,” Scholar Zheng said.

Hearing this, Ye Kuang couldn’t help but shake his head helplessly. He didn’t know whether teaching these three good-for-nothings was right or wrong?

But undeniable was that the path to the peak was often lonely, and having a few close friends was better than being alone.

Moreover, in these turbulent times, secretly developing a group of veteran supporters was absolutely necessary.

When Ye Kuang stepped out of the campus and entered the bustling streets, facing countless young men and women coming and going, he couldn’t help but feel inexplicably melancholic.

If he hadn’t met Sage Qiankun, he would probably still be running around everywhere just to make ends meet.

Now, although Ye Kuang was still penniless, he had found a reason to strive forward!

Passing by the dimly lit areas, he suddenly turned around and a figure quietly came into view. Then he spoke up and asked, “This friend, you’ve been following me for quite some time. Do you have some advice?”

“Hahaha… You’re quite alert, young man. Advice is not the right word. It’s just that this old man has always been accustomed to coming and going as he pleases, occasionally observing the Mortal World, and sometimes going out for a fight.”

As the words fell, the speaker appeared before Ye Kuang as if by magic.

The speed was so fast that it could almost be described as shrinking the ground to cover distance!

Witnessing this, Ye Kuang couldn’t help but feel his heart racing, his breathing seemingly becoming somewhat hurried.

The words “powerful enemy” once they entered his mind, made his body and mind tremble uncontrollably.

Ye Kuang had just uttered the word ‘you’ when a punch came straight at him!

He clearly had no time to think, only able to cross his arms in a defensive posture.

Faster than words can describe!

Boom!

As the tremendous force struck, Ye Kuang felt as if his arms had been heavily hit, momentarily losing all sensation in them.

His entire body was lifted off the ground, uncontrollably thrown back several dozen feet.

This force couldn’t even be described as merely “powerful” – its strength simply surpassed imagination.

Seeing that Ye Kuang could withstand a blow without falling, the person seemed slightly surprised and couldn’t help but repeatedly praise: “Indeed quite skillful, no wonder my family’s Chenghe is no match for you.”

At this moment, Ye Kuang looked up at his opponent.

By the faint light, he clearly saw it was an elderly man with snow-white hair.

White hair with a youthful face, cold eyes and stern expression.

His penetrating pupils showed no cloudiness, the frequently flickering light in his eyes appearing profound and unfathomable…The loose outer robe draped to the ground, enveloping his entire figure, leaving only his two arms exposed. Though they appeared gaunt and bony, they possessed astonishing explosive power!

Ye Kuang slowly exhaled a turbid breath, then asked in a Dao Inquiry, “You mean Ma Chenghe?”

“Who else…” the Elder replied coldly, “This old man is his father, Ma Jing.”

“Heh…” Ye Kuang couldn’t help but inwardly wryly smile at these words: Defeat the young, and the old comes seeking revenge, and damn, so formidably strong!

With this thought, he suddenly gathered his breath, causing the entire Dantian world within him to surge violently.

The gradually boiling True Qi circulated from his limbs throughout his entire body, making him resemble a beast awakening from slumber. His hair inexplicably floated, and his expression turned stern. Facing this Elder before him, he was utterly solemn.

It must be mentioned here that had he not previously used True Qi to protect his arms, they would have shattered long ago.

The Elder: “Your gaze is sharp, but unfortunately…”

Before his words faded, the Elder’s figure suddenly blurred from sight!

When he reappeared, another fist was aimed directly at Ye Kuang’s face.

Despite his full concentration, Ye Kuang couldn’t help but feel his scalp tingle.

The reason for this was the Elder’s speed—it was absurdly fast, surpassing the very definition of “speed.”

His movement trajectory was more like leaping through the air than sprinting on foot.

Roar, roar, roar!

Ye Kuang’s eyes widened as he let out a tiger-like roar, swiftly creating a safe distance. Simultaneously, his arms swung wildly, and without a second thought, he thrust both palms forward.

In mid-air, the roars of tigers and dragons resounded across the sky, filling the night with an aura of solemn killing intent.

Bang, bang, bang!

Instantly, the ground repeatedly split open, and scattered stones flew everywhere. Dozens of Wandering Dragons wreaked havoc, destroying everything in their path.

Witnessing this, the Elder seemed somewhat astonished and blurted out, “This is… the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms!”

Hiss—boom!

For a moment, dragons danced wildly, and chaos reigned, yet it couldn’t change the fact that they all missed their target.

When the Elder reappeared five zhang away, the dragons surged forth, swarming toward him in the blink of an eye.

Ye Kuang: “Shocking Hundred Li!”

But even with his full effort, he had still underestimated the Elder’s strength.

Suddenly, the Elder spread his hands, moving extremely slowly, and captured two Wandering Dragons.

With a loud shout, his hands traced a circular arc like a full moon, and the dragons abruptly reversed direction, charging back.

Boom, boom, boom!

In an instant, white mist spread, and lightning flashed incessantly. Before their eyes, the dragons danced wildly, tearing through the air with destructive force.

At the same time, Ye Kuang shot forward like a sharp blade.

By the time the Elder noticed, he bared his teeth, twisted his body, and bent his arms abruptly before thrusting his palms out without hesitation.

Seeing this, Ye Kuang’s eyes hardened, and his palms mirrored the action.

Shocking Hundred Li!

Bang, bang, bang!

In a flash, the two met, their limbs and palms colliding. As Vigorous Qi surged and receded, thunderclaps filled the sky.

Moments later, the ground split open, raising three zhang of dust, and scattered stones exploded into powder, dancing in the wind.

Pfft!

Unexpectedly, Ye Kuang spat a mist of blood, his entire body losing balance as he staggered backward and was sent flying.

In contrast, the Elder retreated only slightly, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his face flushing with an unnatural redness.”You little brat, ruthless enough to actually force me, Ma Jiazhen, back. But how could this old man’s Innate Skill be defeated by a mere move or two from you…”

As he spoke, the old man surged forward, his entire body transforming into a sharp arrow leaving the bowstring, piercing through clouds and shooting toward the sun!