Chapter 629: Chapter 628: Enchanting Eyes Reboot
"What... what? Are you insane?"
Monica was stunned, her deep blue eyes revealing a profound shock and disbelief.
This was her own nephew.
He actually wanted to kill her?
Had he not considered the impossibility of explaining this to the family after killing her?
And he was facing Boss Tang.
A powerhouse who soared into the Divine List with his latest combat achievements, his battle had consecrated him as a legend.
In that brief instant, many thoughts flashed through Monica’s mind.
Apart from the Charming Eye, she had no other cultivation techniques; although Willie’s strength wasn’t very strong, once he had her by the throat, she still couldn’t resist and felt a terrifying scent of death.
Her gaze could only seek help from Yang Fei.
Just as Willie took a step back, Pusi drew a cross-shaped sword and stabbed at Yang Fei with his fastest speed.
Just a week ago, as the fourth-ranked fighter on the Divine List, Pusi was very discontented with being overtaken by Yang Fei for the third spot.
However, the fight between Lawrence and Yang Fei had made him realize the reality.
His decision to strike at Yang Fei had been carefully considered.
Just from the video of the fight between Lawrence and Yang Fei, he could tell that Yang Fei’s strength was far superior to his own, but he couldn’t disregard Willie’s command.
As someone nurtured by the Cavendish family, he dared not disobey their orders.
At the same time, he still harbored a stroke of luck.
In a surprise attack, he might just have a chance to land a fatal blow.
If he could kill Yang Fei, his reputation would greatly increase, not only would he regain his third position on the Divine List, he might even advance further.
Moreover, Willie had brought in a mysterious assistant to help.
Considering all these factors, Pusi chose to risk an attempt.
Since he was striking, it was naturally with all his might, holding nothing back.
His sword was exceedingly fast, yet Yang Fei’s movements were faster.
Just as the sharp sword was about to pierce Yang Fei’s face, Yang Fei raised his right hand.
Pusi didn’t see any weapon in Yang Fei’s hand, only a fist that swung out.
The fist struck the blade of the sword.
"Duang!"
In the booming sound, an incredibly strong force traveled along the blade.
Pusi saw his sword bend and deform, skewing into the air beside him, but Yang Fei made no further moves after that punch.
Pusi only saw a smiling face and a pair of clear, captivating eyes.
Then, Pusi experienced a fear inside him like never before.
When the inexplicable fear swept over him, he felt as if his consciousness had detached from his body, and his mind went blank.
Boom!
It was as if thunder had exploded deep within his mind.
The next instant, this Western fighter, who fancied returning to the fourth rank on the Divine List, spewed blood from all seven orifices and collapsed to the ground, lifeless.
One glance killed a man!
After a major battle with Lawrence, Yang Fei and Qin Yanyang had engaged in dual cultivation for a week, and although his realm hadn’t ascended, his Divine Soul had grown stronger.
Pusi, unprepared, was directly annihilated by the bombardment of the Divine Soul.
Without a glance at the fallen Pusi, Yang Fei stood up and fixed his gaze on a middle-aged man: "Who are you?"
Like Monica, he hadn’t noticed this middle-aged man at first, who seemed to naturally possess some special ability to be ignored under any circumstance.
But the perceptive Yang Fei immediately sensed that this person was very dangerous.
"You certainly have never heard of my name," the man said to Yang Fei, speaking in the common language of the West.
His profound eyes looked at Yang Fei, his face showing a trace of admiration, "At such a young age, to possess such a high Cultivation Realm, you really are a rare genius."
"Thank you for the compliment," Yang Fei said indifferently, his expression becoming even more solemn.
Behind the middle-aged man, Willie still had his grip on his cousin’s throat, his face displaying a blend of madness and murderous intent. But as his gaze fell on Pusi, a hint of terror flickered in his eyes.
Willie knew Pusi’s strength; how could such a strong man be instantly defeated by Yang Fei the moment they met? How strong was this guy really?
Could the situation slip out of control?
Shocked, Willie looked up at the middle-aged man and said in a deep voice, "Senior, please kill him for sure, otherwise, I... I am finished."
Yang Fei looked up at Willie.
The middle-aged man’s figure flashed, blocking Yang Fei’s view of Willie.
Hum!
A booming noise suddenly resounded within the room.
The void began to tremble.
Two invisible forces of spiritual power clashed in the void, causing Yang Fei’s expression to drastically change as his Sea of Consciousness underwent a massive upheaval.
At the same time, the Western middle-aged man also changed expression, his face showing shock before becoming extremely solemn.
Simultaneously, both men swung their hands.
Yang Fei threw a punch, while the middle-aged man seemed to casually swat an arm, flinging a slap.
The room was as if instantly engulfed by a tornado, a fierce storm enveloping everything within, tearing objects apart into shattered fragments with its ferocious power.
Crash!
The interior fixtures were destroyed as easily as rotten wood, doors and windows shattered, debris flying everywhere.
Apart from the load-bearing columns, the rest of the suite’s walls were demolished, turning the large suite into a vast, open flat.
By the time Yang Fei and the middle-aged man reappeared, they were more than fifteen meters apart.
Willie and Monica, meanwhile, had already been blasted far away by the powerful shockwave.
Willie, spitting blood, emerged from the debris with a dirt-smudged face.
Monica lay amidst the rubble, her body bleeding in several places, her face displaying fear while a trace of fascination flickered in her eyes.
After getting up, Willie, suppressing the fear in his heart, hurried over to Monica.
For him, even if he couldn’t kill Yang Fei this time, he definitely couldn’t let his cousin leave alive.
His cousin had died at the hands of Madman King Tang.
The murder of an important member of the Cavendish family during negotiations would result in an irreconcilable deadlock. After her death, the family would have to elect a new representative in the East, giving him a good chance.
After all, many within the family supported him; otherwise, this mysterious strong man would not have appeared by his side.
Monica, feeling pain all over, struggled to rise from the wreckage.
Then, she saw her nephew, his eyes bloodshot and his face ferocious, charging towards her.
Monica was in immense pain internally.
She dearly loved her nephew; kinship and family were very important in the depths of her heart, and she never imagined such a thing happening to her.
Her deep blue eyes began to change color.
Her eyes filled with blood.
Willie’s gaze met those blood-filled eyes.
In an instant, Willie stopped his forward charge, his entire being falling into madness, his hands tearing at his own body as he let out agonized screams, as if his conscience suddenly awoke, disgusted with his own actions, hating his own soul so profoundly that he wanted to tear his own body apart by his hands.
Willie’s sudden transformation attracted the attention of Yang Fei and the middle-aged man.
Both glanced at Monica.
Then, they saw a swath of crimson blood; the world in front of them seemed to change, no longer in the suite turned into ruins from their confrontation.