Chapter 85 – Half a Month Forging a Strong Soul (Seventeen)

Hiss-BOOM!

A deafening explosion suddenly erupted from the forest, causing the entire building to crane its neck in curiosity.

Witnessing this, the Chief couldn’t help but curse angrily, “What the hell is that brat trying to do? Does he have a death wish?”

The Elder, hearing this, explained calmly, “He repays kindness and vengeance alike.”

It could be said that this old man had seen countless people in his time, and with just one pointed remark, he had perfectly captured Ye Kuang’s way of doing things—a gentleman who never fails to repay a grudge…

Meanwhile, on the other side, Ye Kuang suddenly taunted Feng Mingxue provocatively, “Where’s all that bravado from before, you wretched woman? Don’t even try to pull the ‘a man bullying a woman’ card on me—it doesn’t work. The fact that I’m still alive isn’t because you went easy on me, but because I’m damn hard to kill!”

Up in the building.

The Masked Man had initially intended to stay out of it, but upon hearing these words, he leaped out abruptly. The air itself seemed to roar with wind and thunder as he shouted, “What kind of skill is it to bully a woman? If you want a fight, I’ll gladly oblige!”

Ye Kuang reacted instantly, kicking off a tree and shooting into the air. With his palms pressed together, he unleashed a wild, forceful strike.

BAM!

The collision of fist and palm erupted like an angry clap of thunder, deafening to the ears.

The two separated immediately after the impact.

Ye Kuang landed on a tree branch, his gaze fixed intently on his opponent, who had also touched down. He couldn’t help but show a look of astonishment. “Well met! I was just about to come looking for you, and here you are, delivering yourself to my doorstep!”

Masked Figure: “You despicable scoundrel! How dare you spout such nonsense? You’re nothing but a laughingstock!”

Hearing this, Ye Kuang naturally understood why the other was so furious—it was because he had resorted to trickery three days prior.

Although he had done so out of concern for the Chief’s safety—since facing the two of them together might have been more than he could handle—it was undeniable that his victory had been less than honorable.

Now, being publicly denounced by the Masked Figure, he knew he was in the wrong and had no retort.

Instead, the Masked Figure, seeing Ye Kuang remain silent, pressed his advantage even more aggressively.

“Since you insist on calling me despicable, I’ll let you have three free strikes! How about that?” Ye Kuang declared, placing one hand behind his back.

“Ha!” The Masked Man let out an infuriated laugh, his expression one of extreme indignation, as if he had been deeply insulted. With a single leap, he cleared a distance of ten meters, roaring like a dragon, “You’re dead!”

Seeing this, Ye Kuang frowned slightly but then relaxed his expression, boldly allowing the punch to come at him.

BANG!

A tremendous crash erupted, its shockwaves spreading outwards for fifty meters in every direction.

At that moment, even the Chief was left speechless, clearly shaken by the intensity of the scene.

A trickle of bright red blood seeped from the corner of Ye Kuang’s mouth.

The vivid color was enough to move anyone who saw it.

The Masked Man, witnessing this, halted his fist mid-air, as if stunned by Ye Kuang’s sheer audacity.

“You…”

“Two strikes left.”

“If you’re so eager to die, I’ll grant your wish!”

Ye Kuang paid no heed to the words, the power surging through his body resonating with a distant, thunderous hum. It was as if some thunder-beast was stirring within him, ready to erupt at any moment.

Masked Man: “Wind-Thunder Destruction Strike!”

It was still a seemingly ordinary punch!

Yet it carried the force of endless wind and thunder, its speed so blistering that one couldn’t help but wonder whether anyone hit by it would survive.

In contrast, Ye Kuang truly honored his promise, allowing the fist to strike directly at him.

BOOM!!This punch, more shocking than thunder, struck Ye Kuang squarely in the chest, clearly carrying immense force.

Immediately, Ye Kuang was seen staggering back a step, yet this direct, unyielding resistance left everyone utterly bewildered.

Little did they know, this was also one of his personal principles: never take advantage of others’ misfortune. If there was to be a fight, it would be a grand, all-out battle, regardless of Life-Death!

Ye Kuang fiercely wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his gaze growing even sharper as he roared, “One more move!”

Hearing this, the Masked Figure paused his movements, then assumed a preparatory stance before taking a powerful step forward.

Boom!

The tree branch beneath his feet instantly cracked open a gap, and the Masked Figure’s figure shot forth like a cannonball leaving its chamber, swift as a collapsing thunderbolt.

Wind-Thunder Shattering Style!

Seeing this, Ye Kuang’s expression hardened. He suddenly pressed his arms downward, channeling his energy deep into his Dantian, making his entire body resemble an immovable stone block…

Kaboom!

As this thunderous roar echoed far and wide, every onlooker present was struck with awe and terror.

They saw Ye Kuang instantly sent flying backward, soaring over thirty feet before crashing heavily into the tree canopy.

Pfft!

Having endured three such punches, even someone as formidable as Ye Kuang could not withstand it. Immediately, he sprayed a mist of blood into the air before the crowd.

The scene gradually fell silent, a suffocating atmosphere spreading as everyone focused on the figure hanging its head low.

At the same time, the Masked Figure withdrew his stance and stood still, but his eyes remained fixed intently on the one who had withstood three punches without falling.

“Masked One, you may withdraw now. This is a cause sown by Feng Mingxue, and naturally, she must be the one to reap it. There is no need for you to intervene further. Otherwise, this lad may bear resentment in his heart, shackling his martial path and hindering any future breakthroughs.”

Just then, the Elder’s voice resounded through the air, seemingly omnipresent, truly a wake-up call for the dreamer!

Masked Figure: “Senior, but…”

Elder: “I do not wish to repeat myself.”

Upon hearing this, the Masked Figure moved, a long sigh inevitably lingering in the air as he turned and vanished in a few leaps.

Seeing this, Feng Mingxue suddenly took a deep breath, then leaped onto the tree branch in a single bound, scolding, “Since you are so clear about grievances and debts, and insist on repaying every wrong, this young lady is the same! Do you know how I’ve spent these past few days? Let me tell you, I won’t let you off either!”

Upon hearing these words, even the Chief could not help but let out a long sigh.

At that moment, Ye Kuang suddenly stirred, slowly raising his head. Despite suffering such severe injuries, he still had the strength to fight.

But just as he was about to speak, another mouthful of blood sprayed forth. Then, he began walking step by step toward Feng Mingxue.

Witnessing this scene, everyone felt their hearts tremble with fear. Could this lad, in such a state, still intend to continue fighting?

And indeed, it was as they had guessed.

Ye Kuang: “Cough, cough… I, Ye, have always acted with integrity and honor. Since I endured a palm strike from you, you shall endure one from me. If you survive, this matter will be settled.”

Feng Mingxue angrily retorted upon hearing this: “On what grounds?!”

Ye Kuang: “On the grounds that you have no choice!”