Chapter 579 - 556: Yesterday Once More

"Brother Wang, don’t panic, you know what to do." Lou Yi’s familiar voice came to Wang Yukai’s ears.

’Damn it, again?’ Upon hearing these familiar words, his thoughts drifted back to years ago.

It was also an afternoon like this.

Guided by Brother Liu, he defeated several formidable opponents, winning the final victory in the martial arts tournament and successfully marrying the beauty.

Once is unfamiliar, twice becomes familiar.

After Wang Yukai realized this, he wasn’t too panicked.

Moreover, the tragic state of his father-in-law before him made his anger boil, and his murderous intent surged.

’My current strength, through diligent study and training, and my wife’s urging, is much stronger than four years ago. With Brother Liu’s help, I will surely defeat this bastard!’

"The one who will kill you." With this in mind, Wang Yukai calmly flicked his clothes and jumped onto the arena.

"It’s the scholarly swordsman Wang Yukai, he’s Li Weizhou’s son-in-law!" Someone below the stage recognized Wang Yukai’s identity and exclaimed.

"Can Wang Yukai defeat this barbarian?"

"What do you know? The scholarly swordsman was a prodigy, he defeated disciples of the four major sects years ago!"

Not far away, Li Shishi asked worriedly, "Brother Liu, can my husband really defeat this person?"

"Relax, he won’t just win, he can easily kill him." Lou Yi said with a smile.

On the arena.

Harilun pondered, "The son-in-law of ’One Palm to Level Rivers’?"

He casually glanced in a direction and, after seeing his master Tuoba Hong slightly nod, felt reassured.

Then he looked fiercely at Wang Yukai, "Very well, let me send you both to meet King Yama today!"

"Die!"

Harilun swiftly shifted his position, aligning himself in a straight line with Li Weizhou and Wang Yukai, while launching a fierce claw attack at Wang Yukai.

If Wang Yukai dared to dodge, Li Weizhou would be completely exposed to his attack.

Not wanting his father-in-law dead, Wang Yukai could only endure the attack head-on.

Although Harilun appeared tall and strong, his meticulous mind was not inferior to many women.

This was why he stood out among many death warriors and gained Tuoba Hong’s heavy use.

’Swish!’

Wang Yukai suddenly drew the long sword from his waist, subconsciously starting to think.

’The opponent has a clear injury from the right chest to the shoulder, I should attack his weakness to exacerbate his wound.’

But Lou Yi’s voice came from the side, "Wait until you’re three steps away, then stab two inches below his left knee."

’Stab his left leg?’ Wang Yukai looked at Harilun, whose claw was viciously aimed at his neck, feeling nervous, ’The leg isn’t a vital spot, even if it’s pierced, I’ll probably still die.’

A natural instinct not to listen surfaced in his mind.

But he forcibly suppressed it, his trust in Lou Yi prevailing.

’Whoosh!’

As Harilun reached the three-step mark, Wang Yukai suddenly thrust his sword towards his left leg.

"What’s going on, is he crazy?"

"Why stab the leg, it’s useless in battle!"

"Foolish, so foolish!"

The onlookers from the Central Plains martial arts community were all shocked, not understanding why Wang Yukai would make such a blunder.

At this rate, he might not even withstand one move from Harilun.

’Could it be that this scholarly swordsman is just a pretty face, impressive but not practical?’ Many people thought this.

But to everyone’s surprise.

Originally advancing bravely, Harilun suddenly halted forcefully after Wang Yukai made his move, rotating his body with his right foot as the center, hiding his left leg behind his body, no longer giving Wang Yukai a chance to hit.

The force was so strong that he even cracked the stone under his right foot, creating a shallow pit.

’Damn it, how does he know my weak spot!’ Harilun suppressed the metallic taste rising in his throat due to the sudden change in pace, thinking furiously.

As a death warrior trained by the Wanma Country’s state teacher’s mansion, he had consumed various elixirs since childhood, his body soaked in valuable medicinal materials, making his cultivation speed and body hardness far surpass normal people, but not without side effects.

Apart from reduced lifespan, he had several weak spots that were prone to breaking his power.

Two inches below the left knee was one of them, something even his master Tuoba Hong didn’t know in detail.

If he were in his prime, he could have used his power to resist.

But having just fiercely fought with Wind and Thunder Sect Leader Situ Mang, his left knee’s weak spot was implicated, its defense greatly reduced, even faintly aching.

Therefore he truly dared not to gamble, fearing the possibility of being pierced in the weak spot and losing his power.

As Harilun was about to counterattack, he felt a chill from about a foot under his right shoulder on his back, startling him.

"How does he know my second weak spot too?"

Just having forcibly slowed down, he was in the awkward moment of exhausting his old strength and not yet generating new strength.

He didn’t think further, leaning backward sharply, performing a lazy donkey roll to the rear, hurriedly avoiding Wang Yukai’s second strike.

But in the eyes of the crowd.

They saw Wang Yukai easily make two sword thrusts, making Harilun retreat awkwardly, not daring to meet force with force, as distressed as a dog with a lost home.

"Damn, is the scholarly swordsman’s swordsmanship this powerful!"

"Nonsense, if the swordsmanship weren’t powerful, would he dare call himself the scholarly swordsman?"

"Truly every generation has its talent, ’One Palm to Level Rivers’ has a worthy successor!"

Below the stage, the crowd was both admiring and excited.

On the stage, Wang Yukai felt a fleeting sense of self-blame and fear.

’Wang Yukai, oh Wang Yukai, you really thought you were a divine sword, daring to not listen to Brother Liu?’

Seeing that Lou Yi did not continue to convey sound, he steadied his mind and thrust his third sword into the ground at his feet.

"I will kill you!"

Ha Ri Lun also knew he had just lost face, his heart full of hatred.

After getting up from the ground, he was about to rush towards Wang Yukai again.

However, just as he got up, a shower of gravel scattered in front of him, making him instinctively cover his face with his hand.

It was Wang Yukai’s nimble reaction, who used his sword to flick up and scatter the gravel that Ha Ri Lun had just stepped on from the arena.

’Swish!’

Taking advantage of the moment when his opponent’s vision was obstructed.

Wang Yukai suddenly threw his sword, directly stabbing Ha Ri Lun’s right chest wound, even driving in a bit of the sword tip.

"Ah!"

Ha Ri Lun let out a miserable cry, feeling a fear towards Wang Yukai arise in his heart, retreating frantically.

Wang Yukai, however, was full of momentum, immediately closing in.

With a fierce palm strike hitting the hilt, the treasured sword pierced completely through Ha Ri Lun’s body!

As his face distorted, his body swayed and flashed behind Ha Ri Lun.

With his right hand’s index and middle fingers bent, he fiercely struck the location above the tailbone by an inch!

’Crack!’

Ha Ri Lun’s body suddenly stiffened on the spot, his eyes widened sharply.

Then came the ’crackle and pop’ sounds from his body, turning him into a bloodied man in an instant.

’How does he know my third vital point?’

Before dying, such doubt emerged in his heart.

In less than five breaths, the alien expert who had just killed the Sect Leader of the Fenglei Sect died so aggrievedly at Wang Yukai’s hands!

Below the arena, there was instant silence, everyone plunged into shock.

Then followed a tidal wave of cheers and screams.

"Divine Sword Scholar, Divine Sword Scholar!"

"Who still says there are no men in the Central Plains?"

"Killing alien experts is as easy as killing dogs!"

In contrast, at the Government Master’s Office of Wanma Country, over a hundred people looked grim.

Among them, several burly men not much less in stature than Ha Ri Lun glanced at each other, revealing fear in their eyes.

In terms of skills, they might not be weaker than Ha Ri Lun, but even if stronger, it wouldn’t be by much.

Ha Ri Lun couldn’t withstand even a few of the opponent’s swords; going up themselves wouldn’t fare better, just a matter of a few more swords.

Seeing his subordinates wimp out, Tuoba Hong cursed: "Useless!"

Standing tall, with sleeves fluttering like feathers, he elegantly flew onto the arena like a giant bird.

"It’s Lightweight Skill!" someone exclaimed.

On the Yun Jin Villa’s side, the crowd that had just worn joyful expressions now showed solemnity.

In Central Plains martial arts, only top experts adept in Body Technique could use Lightweight Skill.

People from foreign lands excel in physical prowess and aren’t strong in speed, allowing them balanced exchanges.

But this disciple of the national master even mastered Lightweight Skill; it seems he has no weaknesses, very difficult to handle.

Who will live or die remains unknown.

"Divine Sword Scholar, indeed skilled. But the one you just killed was merely my servant." On stage, Tuoba Hong sneered confidently.

Unlike others startled by Wang Yukai, he judged from the opponent’s footwork and sword posture that the opponent’s strength wasn’t as formidable as imagined.

Upon thinking this, Tuoba Hong wielded his master’s Divine Skill, raising his aura step by step, making a faint golden sheen appear on his body’s surface.

Letting the Sect Leader of Shenfeng Sect and the leader of Jinhuh gang show startled expressions.

"Die!"

Tuoba Hong punched fiercely, the void in front resonating with a sound of ’lament’ under the strain of his blow.

"I am not like the useless Ha Ri Lun with a vital point, how can you defeat me?"

"One move, just one move and I can take you down!"

Tuoba Hong felt confident, as if he already envisioned Wang Yukai pierced by his strike.

But to his shock, Wang Yukai’s body seemed formed of air, allowing his punch to pass effortlessly, exploding, disintegrating with no remnants.

’Boom!’

Without any target to channel the immense power, Tuoba Hong was like an arrow shot with full force, enduring a part of his own power.

A sharp pain surged in his chest, a tangy taste flooding his mouth.

’Swish!’

In his intensified pain, Wang Yukai’s sword stabbed into his left knee.

Although it didn’t completely break his defense, it made Tuoba Hong’s skin red and painfully swollen.

Furiously swinging an empty punch again, his right knee was stabbed next.

"Ah!"

Tuoba Hong screamed in succession, finally his knees were pierced by Wang Yukai, unable to move, becoming a human target.

His body was continually stabbed, blood covering him, no matter how strong his External Skills, unable to withstand such devastation.

"I surrender!"

Tuoba Hong immediately conceded, looking at the Divine Sword Scholar before him with undisguised fear in his eyes.

"How did you do it?" he asked, his voice trembling.

"Do you think only your master is a Grandmaster?" Wang Yukai replied indifferently.

The words ’Grandmaster’ evoked startling expressions in Tuoba Hong’s eyes.

The others at the scene were also in an uproar.

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