441: Chapter 436 Who Are You?
441: Chapter 436 Who Are You?
“Boom!” “Boom!” “Boom!”…
The sounds of their exchange grew fiercer, like thunder.
Hans was astonished at Ye Tian’s strength, thinking that if he hadn’t taken his life yet, he might soon shame his title as the British Martial God.
So, Hans shouted and exerted his full strength, his speed increased even further!
“Ye Tian, be careful!”
Wang Bingbing yelled, noticing the increased ferocity in Hans’s attack and couldn’t help worrying about Ye Tian.
“This time, this guy is done for!”
Wang Hu and his men were also looking on optimistically.
Initially, Hans had just been warming up, but once he used his full strength, they believed no one could escape from his grip!
Ye Tian felt the enemy unleash his full power, but even so, he remained calm.
Ye Tian’s steps never faltered, Hans’s fierce attacks raining down on him like droplets, but Ye Tian countered each one masterfully, effortlessly deflecting Hans’s assault.
During this, Ye Tian breathed evenly, utterly undisturbed, whereas Hans was already gasping for air…
After a flurry of attacks, Hans was extremely surprised to see that Ye Tian hadn’t sustained a single injury!
“How could this be?
No one can withstand my full-powered strike!”
Hans muttered to himself.
After hearing this, Ye Tian smiled slightly.
“So this is your full strength?
The number one fighter of the British Isles is just this?”
Hearing Ye Tian’s words, Hans was completely flabbergasted.
“What did you say?
You mean…”
Hans stared at Ye Tian in disbelief.
Just who was this Chinese man?
His full-force attack couldn’t even scratch him; could Ye Tian’s strength surpass his own?
As Hans stood there astonished, Ye Tian slowly walked up to him.
Though shorter than Hans by half a head, in terms of presence, Hans was far inferior to Ye Tian.
“If I were to use my full strength, you wouldn’t be able to withstand it!
I didn’t even use a tenth of my power when battling you just now!”
Ye Tian stated coldly, his words carrying an unmistakable hint of murderous intent.
“What, what did you say?”
Hans trembled, the man before him instilled a fear akin to the grim reaper himself.
Ye Tian calmly extended his hand towards Hans…
“Take a good look!
This is just half my strength!”
No sooner had Ye Tian spoken than his hand reached Hans’s elbow at lightning speed, giving Hans no chance to react.
“Crack!”
With a loud noise, Hans’s elbow bone was instantly crushed by Ye Tian.
As Hans writhed in agony, Ye Tian quietly moved to his other side and extended his hand again…
“Crack!”
Hans’s other elbow bone was also shattered by Ye Tian.
The esteemed British Martial God, now with both arms rendered useless, was defeated in a mere flash—testament to Ye Tian’s swiftness and ferocity!
“Ahhhhhhh~~~~~~~~~~~”
Hans screamed in agony, rolling on the ground.
Wang Hu and his men were so shocked they couldn’t speak; their jaws dropped, nearly hitting the floor.
Ye Tian had disposed of the British Isles’ top fighter with such ease.
Was he even human, or a ghost?
Wang Bingbing sighed in relief.
Ye Tian was incredibly powerful.
Her worry for him had been completely unnecessary…
“You, you…”
Although both arms were disabled, Hans was still a reputable man.
He struggled to his feet, sensing something in Ye Tian’s attack.
“Could you be the King of the Night?” Hans asked through the pain.
“Oh?
You know me?”
Ye Tian smiled slightly, his eyes betraying his arrogance.
“Indeed, it’s you!
Only one person possesses that counterstroke technique in the world!”
As the British Martial God, Hans had always aspired to reach the peak of martial arts, so he sought challenges everywhere.
Hans learned that the world’s strongest were three individuals—the King of Hell, the King of the Night, and the Rakshasa Queen.
Their power had long exceeded human limits.
Hans had wanted to challenge these three sovereigns, but could not find them, not even a photo…
When Hans thought that the legends of the three kings were just made-up lies, he accidentally came across a battle video of the King of the Night.
The video was dark, and the faces of the two fighters were obscured, but the movements were clearly visible!
In the video, Hans saw clearly the King of the Night executing moves just like those he had just experienced, crushing the elbow bones of his opponent…
After watching this video, Hans realized that there was always someone better than him, no matter how diligently he trained, he could never reach the realm of the King of the Night.
Unfortunately, although Hans knew of the King of the Night’s terror, he had never seen his face, which led to his rash move against Ye Tian, resulting in the crippling of his hands.
“I truly regret accepting the invitation from the Wang family.
If I had known it was you, how could I possibly…”
As he spoke, Hans could no longer control his body.
In front of the King of the Night, the British Martial God was nothing at all.
Before Ye Tian, Hans couldn’t even muster the strength to stand, and with a “snap,” he knelt before Ye Tian.
“Hans, what are you doing?”
Wang Hu exclaimed, even if Ye Tian was formidable, was there a need to kneel before him?
Besides Wang Hu, the assassins sent by the Wang family were all incredulous, watching Hans, the foremost expert of the British Isles.
Even in defeat, he should have maintained his dignity; why kneel before someone else?
And Wang Bingbing looked on in astonishment, wondering why Hans would kneel to Ye Tian?
“You all know nothing?
This is Lord King of the Night!
A supreme powerhouse who stands at the apex of this world!” Hans stated emphatically, “I’ve been blind, helping the Wang family against the King of the Night, I deserve to be crippled.
The Wang family offending the King of the Night—it’s only a matter of time before they’re wiped out!”
“The King of the Night…”
Wang Hu was utterly dumbfounded.
In his view, titles like King of Hell, King of the Night, Rakshasa Queen, were just legendary masters who didn’t actually exist in reality.
But now, not only did the King of the Night exist, but the Wang family had also offended him…
“Damn it!
Run for it!”
Wherever the King of the Night went, not a blade of grass grew.
Wang Hu and the assassins of the Wang family, who would dare to linger here any longer?
They all fled in complete disarray!
Hans was among those escaping.
To be able to survive by luck from the hands of the King of the Night was already a stroke of fortune!
The airport’s passengers and security were all dumbfounded as they watched everything unfold!
Those assassins had been so fierce just moments ago, and that expert from England was even more formidable.
No one dared to interfere with those assassins and Hans, but now, they had all been defeated by a Chinese man—who was he?
Now that those assassins and the English expert had fled in such an embarrassing manner, and seeing that no one had died, the passengers and security guards too dispersed.
In the presence of a strong figure like Ye Tian, one could only watch from a distance and not dare to disturb.
“You, you’re Ye Tian?”
Wang Bingbing approached Ye Tian, looking at the man before her, who seemed like a stranger now.
The previous Wang Bingbing had known about Ye Tian’s prowess, but she had only regarded him as an ordinary expert, capable of calling the shots in Jiang City but insignificant in the wider world.
But what Wang Bingbing had never expected was that Ye Tian was not just formidable, he was incredibly abnormal in his strength!
Even Hans, the top expert of England, hailed as the British Martial God, had been defeated by Ye Tian, who seemed to have not even used his full strength…
“Of course, I’m Ye Tian, little maid, what happened to you?”
Ye Tian smiled and wrapped his arm around Wang Bingbing’s slender waist.
Feeling the imposing aura emanating from Ye Tian, Wang Bingbing didn’t even refute his frivolous words as she let Ye Tian tightly embrace her.
Admiration for the strong is not exclusive to Americans, and Wang Bingbing, the once Ice Snow Queen, was no exception!
It was precisely because she hadn’t found someone to tame her that Wang Bingbing had always held herself as a queen, standing on high, overlooking the world.
But when Ye Tian appeared, Wang Bingbing felt a strange sensation that she didn’t have to stand on high.
Sometimes, looking up at a man could also be a pleasant feeling…
Ye Tian smelled a seductive fragrance from Wang Bingbing and noticed that this girl’s gaze towards him had changed a lot after he had defeated Hans.
“If I had known you liked people who are good at fighting, I would have fought every day just for you!”
Ye Tian shamelessly said, and then leaned forward to plant a kiss on Wang Bingbing’s face, to which she did not dodge.
“Ye Tian, what exactly is the King of the Night?” Wang Bingbing asked, blinking her eyes in wonder.
“You’ll know in time!”
Ye Tian chuckled, not revealing the answer to Wang Bingbing right away.
Finally, it was time to board the plane, and Wang Bingbing reluctantly parted with Ye Tian…
“Ye Tian, I’m heading back to Jiang City!”
Although she had come to America fleeing from trouble, the time she spent with Ye Tian in Los Angeles was unforgettable for Wang Bingbing.
It wasn’t exactly blissful, but it was a very sweet experience…
“Have a safe trip!
Remember, whatever you do, measure your strength and don’t push yourself!”
Ye Tian reminded her once more, and Wang Bingbing nodded in agreement.
They walked side by side, and it wasn’t long before they reached the boarding gate.
Beyond this point, someone without a ticket, like Ye Tian, would not be allowed to go any further.
Wang Bingbing stood at the gate, silently looking at Ye Tian.
“Ye Tian, come back soon!
I’ll be waiting for you in Jiang City!
I feel that I need you, not just as a friend, but also for my other identity, I need you!”