These three were none other than Steward Zheng and his companions.
Under their watchful eyes, Ye Feng and Qiu Xiong lunged at each other.
Qiu Xiong roared and threw a punch at Ye Feng, his fist radiating a white light with faint traces of lightning.
Even from a distance, one could feel the immense pressure emanating from it.
However, Ye Feng showed no fear as Qiu Xiong charged, mirroring his opponent's action.
"Collapsing Thunder Fist!"
The moment their fists met, Ye Feng roared.
"What?"
Qiu Xiong was stunned to see Ye Feng using the same spirit technique as him.
Bang!!!
In the next instant, their fists collided, erupting in a blinding flash of light as countless bolts of lightning scattered in all directions.
Both of them were sent flying backward, leaving furrows several meters long on the beach before they finally stopped.
"What's going on? You, you know the Collapsing Thunder Fist?" Qiu Xiong asked, his face etched with shock.
The next second, he seemed to recall something and spoke, "It was you who took the martial skill and that egg!"
Ye Feng nodded in response, "That's right, I took them!"
Qiu Xiong had already guessed that Ye Feng had taken his martial skill and the egg, but he hadn't expected Ye Feng to have learned the first move in just two or three days.
What was even more astonishing was Ye Feng's profound understanding of the spirit technique, allowing him to fight on par with him.
"Damn it, to reach this level in just a few days, if you're given enough time, you'll soar to the heavens!" Qiu Xiong roared and charged at Ye Feng again.
Ye Feng, however, was equally formidable, and the two engaged in battle.
On the nearby reef, Steward Zheng watched the scene unfold and asked with some concern, "Master, aren't we going to intervene?"
"Not yet, let's see how this kid fares!" the elder among the three said.
"Alright!"
On the battlefield, Ye Feng fought with increasing fervor.
Qiu Xiong, on the other hand, grew increasingly astonished, finding it hard to comprehend how Ye Feng had achieved such a level of mastery in just two or three days.
He remembered that the day he first saw Ye Feng, a single punch could send him flying, yet now he couldn't gain the upper hand.
"The energy this kid is using is quite peculiar!" the elder on the reef remarked, frowning.
Steward Zheng nodded in agreement, "Indeed! Moreover, I can't discern the young master's cultivation level!"
"The energy emanating from Feng'er seems to be the same energy found in the seafood he sold!" the middle-aged man in the wheelchair added.
The three observed for a long time, expressing their amazement, yet they still couldn't fathom Ye Feng's cultivation or the energy he possessed.
At this moment, the elder spoke to the air beside him, "Xiao Meng, can you see anything?"
In the next instant, a figure carrying a heavy sword materialized out of thin air and replied, "Reporting to Master, the young master must have had some fortuitous encounter. The energy he wields is extraordinary, a form of energy superior to spiritual power!"
"Furthermore, the young master's cultivation is peculiar, differing from traditional cultivators. He is currently equivalent to the late Innate Realm to the peak Innate Realm of a cultivator!"
Steward Zheng and the middle-aged man in the wheelchair showed no surprise at this revelation, as if they had long known of this person's existence.
However, the words of the swordsman left them all astonished.
As they spoke, the battle between Ye Feng and Qiu Xiong had been going on for some time, with Qiu Xiong still unable to subdue Ye Feng. The Seventh and Ninth Envoys could no longer bear to watch.
"Hall Master Qiu, are you capable or not!" the Ninth Envoy said sarcastically from the side.
This infuriated Qiu Xiong, who retorted, "What's the rush? I'll take down this kid in a few more moves!"
However, as he spoke, his distraction created an opening.
Ye Feng seized the opportunity, unleashing a punch that struck Qiu Xiong's chest, sending him flying backward.
"Hall Master Qiu, it seems you truly are incapable!" the Ninth Envoy taunted.
Qiu Xiong, upon hearing this, became enraged and shouted, "Damn it, it was you who made me distracted! You say I'm incapable, then you go ahead if you're so capable!"
"If I'm capable, then I'll go. Just watch!" the Ninth Envoy declared and lunged at Ye Feng.
Seeing this, Steward Zheng asked, "Master, aren't we going to intervene now?"
This time, the elder did not reply. Instead, the man with the heavy sword spoke, saying indifferently, "No rush, someone is approaching."
Hearing this, Steward Zheng was greatly surprised and exclaimed, "What? Someone else is coming?"
Noticing his surprise, the swordsman continued, "Don't worry, he's not from the Black Lotus Sect. He should be a friend of the young master!"
"Oh, I see!"
While they were conversing, the Ninth Envoy charged forward, transforming his hand into a claw and swiping at Ye Feng.
Ye Feng, having just repelled Qiu Xiong, had depleted his internal strength and couldn't recover immediately. A direct confrontation would not be wise.
"Seven Star Steps!"
Therefore, Ye Feng executed the Seven Star Steps, skillfully evading the Ninth Envoy's attack.
"What? He dodged it?" The Ninth Envoy looked astonished.
Qiu Xiong, witnessing this, immediately mocked him, "Ninth Envoy, it seems you're incapable too! And you have the nerve to mock me!"
"Damn it, watch this, I'll take this kid down immediately!" The Ninth Envoy, with a darkened expression, lunged at Ye Feng again.
The Ninth Envoy's cultivation was slightly higher than Qiu Xiong's, at the peak of the Innate Realm.
Ye Feng had struggled to defeat Qiu Xiong, let alone the Ninth Envoy. Thus, Ye Feng could only rely on the Seven Star Steps to continuously evade.
To the Ninth Envoy's bewilderment, Ye Feng, employing the Seven Star Steps, moved like a slippery loach, making him impossible to catch.
At this moment, the Seventh Envoy, who had been silent, spoke, "This kid is quite something! He has cultivated this low-grade movement spirit technique to near perfection!"
In the next second, he stepped forward and called out, "Enough playing around. Let's take him down and head back!"
"Alright, let's act together!"
Seeing that he had failed to catch Ye Feng multiple times, the Ninth Envoy gave up.
Thus, the three surrounded Ye Feng, preparing to attack together.
Before they moved, the Seventh Envoy asked, "Kid, at such a young age, you possess the strength of the late Innate Realm. Which faction do you belong to?"
Ye Feng replied, "Which faction do I belong to? If I were to reveal my backing, would you let me go?"
"Of course not. We're asking you to reveal your backing to see if we should hold your faction responsible!" the Seventh Envoy sneered.
Ye Feng chuckled, "Heh, I have no backing!"
Ye Feng was not lying; he truly had no faction.
"No backing? How is that possible? At your age, in your early twenties, to possess the strength of the late Innate Realm is something even ordinary factions can't cultivate. How can you possibly have no backing!" the Ninth Envoy exclaimed.
Qiu Xiong chimed in, "Exactly. I think you're afraid of implicating your backing!"
Ye Feng shook his head, "Believe it or not."
Saying this, Ye Feng glanced at the sea, ready to use the Seven Star Steps to enter the water at any moment.
Once in the sea, it would be his domain, and these three, no matter how powerful, would be unable to catch him.
However, just as the three charged forward, a figure suddenly rushed out, blocking the Seventh Envoy, and shouted, "Kid, run this way..."