
Zhang Ziyi had prepared with his sword. When Zhang Fei was a few meters away, a voice suddenly alerted Zhang Ziyi.
"Ziyi!!! Stop it!!!" Zhang Mao stood up from his sitting position.
Unfortunately Zhang Ziyi was too eager to stop his actions. Zhang Ziyi had hesitated before, but when he recalled how Zhang Fei had done to him, the doubt disappeared immediately. Zhang Ziyi's two hands clutched the sword hilt hard.
"Hiiyyaah!"
A slash!
One swing of the sword, instantly tore Zhang Fei's back. Luckily Zhang Ziyi had time to position himself, so the injuries Zhang Fei received were not too severe.
"Fey'er...!"
Zhang Wui shouted out loudly, He almost jumped down onto the arena stage and killed Zhang Ziyi. But with a frown, his first child, Zhang Lou, Zhang Fei's older brother held him back.
"What are you doing! Off!!!" Zhang Wui scolded Zhang Lou.
Indeed, among his two children, the one Zhang Wui cared about the most was his youngest. Every day the two children hardly stop comparing. Zhang Lou always gets injustice, while Zhang Fei is always fair at all times. In fact, even though Zhang Fei was wrong, Zhang Wui defended Zhang Fei instead of Zhang Lou. It was also what made Zhang Lou slightly dislike his sister.
"Dad, the match is not over. As per the rules, the opponent will be declared to lose if one of them confesses to losing. While there, Fei'er did not say a word of surrender!" zhang Lou.
"Don't you see how your sister's doing there, huh!" Zhang Wui again snapped at Zhang Lou. This time in tandem with a hard slap landed right on the cheek of his eldest son. Zhang Lou himself felt his cheeks that were hot, his chest as well. Even so, he was trying to hold back his emotions.
"Basic of Useless Children! You Trash! How dare you make my son like that. Just watch out for you, after this. I'll make you regret what you did!" Zhang Wui again shouted at Zhang Ziyi. But this time, insults and insults were also issued by the man.
Looking towards the podium, Zhang Ziyi then revealed a paltry ridge towards Zhang Wui.
"Junk? ... You said rubbish?" Zhang Ziyi turned over Zhang Fei who was currently lying face down on the arena floor using his feet. Zhang Fei's back ripped off Zhang Ziyi's sword blade just now.
"I thought, Who is more trash than this young man? This young man you've always been proud of!! A young man, who he said was the number two genius in the Zhang Branch clan in Star City... A young man who said there was nothing better than him... Tch!" Zhang Ziyi said out loud, while discarding his rough spit.
"This kid doesn't deserve that title. He's better suited to being a donkey's grass-puller! ... Ahaha!"
Zhang Ziyi then crouched down. His eyes greeted Zhang Fei's eyes for a moment. The young man still maintained his consciousness.
"Where was your arrogant style? You know now, who's a chicken and who's a lion? Unfortunately, you're too bad to be a chicken!"
Zhang Ziyi flowed his hands with Qi energy.
Zhang Ziyi pointed his hand at Zhang Fei's stomach.
Whush!
"Aarkh!"
Zhang Fei shouted out loud. Zhang Ziyi destroyed the young man's linghai. Zhang Fei could no longer cultivate. That young man was nothing more than a piece of trash now.
The pain of Zhang Fei. He looked at his father, as if asking the man for help.
The atmosphere was silent, no one was making a sound. Everything seemed silent.
"Bare You..." Zhang Wui pointed at Zhang Ziyi. There was clearly anger on the man's face. With the eyeballs that begin to emit red veins.
"Why? You threatening me? Cih, you think I'm afraid of your stupid threats??"
Zhang Ziyi rose from a squatting stance after destroying Zhang Fei's cultivation just now. Staring sinisterly at Zhang Wui for a moment, Zhang Ziyi then kicked Zhang Fei in the body. And right at Zhang Wui's feet, Zhang Fei's body landed.
Zhang Wui turned his head under his feet, where his son's body was. His son was still alive, but he was unconscious.
All those present witnessed Zhang Ziyi's ruthlessness being rendered speechless. Too horrified by the young man's actions. A filthy cat who used to be the bully's backrest of the clan people, this time has become a Ferocious Tiger. Even more fierce than a tiger.
Regretting them for participating in insulting Zhang Ziyi first. Even his own cousin the young man did not forgive him, what about them. Inwardly, they do not stop climbing the do'a. Hopefully Zhang Ziyi doesn't remember their faces. Even so, there were also people who prayed that Zhang Ziyi would be severely beaten by Zhang Wui. Until the young man could not move for a long time.
On the other hand, Zhang Wui's body trembled at the sight of his son's miserable condition. All over his battered body, almost his face was unrecognizable. His back did not stop spitting out fresh blood from the gagged wound. What struck the old man the most was that, now that his son could no longer cultivate.
A killing aura seeped out from Zhang Wui's body. "You've got to pay for all this!"
The killing aura was getting more and more concentrated. A strong wind, suddenly gushed from his body, flew his robe blazing. A blood red aura seeped and gathered in one direction. A sword, suddenly created from the combined red energy.
Zhang Lou who saw his father who looked very angry immediately pulled Zhang Fei's body and took him away from there. Confidence and trust, with uncontrolled emotions, do not rule out the possibility of great destruction in a moment.
Zhang Wui slowly stepped out his legs. "Zhang Ziyi, you have made my son like that. Then don't call me Zhang Wui if I can't make you accept a fate even worse than my son's!"
After finishing his sentence, Zhang Wui suddenly disappeared from his place. A split second later, the man appeared right before Zhang Ziyi with the sword he had libated at the child. It was fortunate that Zhang Ziyi's reflexes were quite fast. So that Zhang Wui's sword libation was only about empty air.
Zhang Ziyi himself had actually been unable to dodge Zhang Wui's attack just now, yet the young man had anticipated what would happen in the future. So that before Zhang Wui shot towards him, Zhang Ziyi had activated the Eagle Eye skill as well as the Shadow Steps. Even so, a few strands of Zhang Ziyi's hair were cut off by Zhang Wui's sharp sword.