The Rogue of Otherworldly Sovereign

  "The king of this county is dealing with a little punk, and you're still asking for help? Get out! If anyone else comes in, they'll die!" Liao Chengzhong suddenly roared at the guards behind him.

  "Yes, sir." The guards hastily retreated in terror one by one.

  The gate closed again, but Liao Chengzhong looked at Yuan Wei and said, "Young man, today I will defeat you with my bare fists, making you surrender willingly. If you lose, would you let me be your adoptive father? I guarantee that you will become rich and noble."

  "Wow, that's great, no problem. But I'm also bare-handed, if I win, you let me be the grandfather, how about it? I guarantee you'll have a cool second half of your life."

  Liao Chengzhong's face turned green with rage, "You young whippersnapper, I can see that you have great potential at such a young age, but my patience is limited."

  "Oh, so you're trying to curry favor by acting like a dutiful son, hoping that when the family becomes powerful, you can bask in their glory. Unfortunately, I don't like you."

  "How detestable! How utterly detestable!"

  Liao Chengzhong's face turned gloomy, and he suddenly took a step forward. Yuan Ye also took a step forward.

  Whoosh! Whoosh!

  The two men suddenly accelerated, rushing towards each other. Neither of them used any weapons, engaging in a fierce hand-to-hand combat. Yuan Ye and the beast's ferocity were fully displayed as they exchanged blows - palm strikes, elbow strikes, fist crashes, and knee drops - relentless and uninterrupted attacks that left Liao Chengzhong momentarily unable to counterattack.

  Yuan Ye and Liao Chengzhong kept attacking each other non-stop, punching, kicking, elbowing, head-butting, and knee-striking, using all sorts of brutal moves. You punch me, I kick you, in this fierce battle that lasted for half an hour!

  "Boom!"

  Yuan Ye and Liao Chengzhong were entangled in a fierce battle, the gate of the wine house was suddenly knocked down by their bodies. Yuan Ye and Liao Chengzhong both saw that outside, there were already many people surrounding them, these people had all heard the sound of fighting and wanted to see the fight of the Duke of Qi, but because of Liao Chengzhong's orders, they did not dare to enter and watch. Now the gate was suddenly knocked open by Yuan Ye, instantly many people in their hearts exclaimed "cool".

  "Good heavens! He's just a young man. This is unheard of!" An elderly man in his seventies exclaimed upon seeing Yuan Ye, and many people around him were astonished.

  After all, Liao Chengzhong has been cultivating for a hundred years and only reached the peak of the 7th level Wu Wang after a hundred years. His talent can only be considered ordinary. But Yuan Ye knew at a glance that he was less than twenty. The contrast between them suddenly became apparent.

  "So many people!" Liao Chengzhong looked around at the crowd, his face ashen. As a duke, he had to maintain his dignity and couldn't let a young whippersnapper get the better of him.

  "Kid, I was just testing to see how many catties and taels you're worth. All I can say is that it's not bad. Now, if you apologize to me, I won't pursue this further. Otherwise, if I were to use my full strength, your life wouldn't be guaranteed." Liao Chengzhong stood with his hands behind his back, looking extremely confident.

  "County King, look at your face, it's all swollen from my beating, and you're still pretending to be tough, haha!" Yuan Ye pointed at Liao Chengzhong, laughing loudly, although he himself had also been beaten quite badly.

  Liao Chengzhong's facial muscles twitched, his right hand stretched out and condensed a huge blood-colored palm in the void. This blood-colored palm was surprisingly similar to Feng Wanji's claws. The blood-colored palm suddenly grabbed towards Yuan Ye.

  Blood Claw Four Absolute Kills!

  "Drink, death of six legs!"

  Liao Chengzhong's Blood-colored Claw Shadow and Yuan Ye's Whirlwind Kick clashed in the blink of an eye.

  Pom pom pom...

  Continuous humming, Yuan Ye and Liao Chengzhong retreated at the same time. Yuan Ye's left leg kept twitching and he was unstable on his feet. Liao Chengzhong's claw technique was much stronger than Feng Wanjun's, it would take six legs of the Death Six to exchange for one of his claws. Liao Chengzhong's last claw suddenly grasped onto Yuan Ye's left leg, Yuan Ye felt a burning sensation and his left leg could hardly move. Meanwhile, Liao Chengzhong was also shaking with both hands, bleeding non-stop.

  Both of them were seriously injured! The onlookers around them let out a burst of exclamations, shocked that an unknown young man was evenly matched with the Duke.

  Seeing the fervent eyes of the people around him towards Yuan Ye, Liao Chengzhong felt a great sense of shame.

  "Whoosh!"

  Suddenly, a magnificent long sword was drawn from Liao Chengzhong's waist.

  "What the...! Didn't you say we wouldn't use swords?" Yuan Ye looked and said with a sullen expression.

  "Hmph, your strongest suit is close combat, but mine is swordsmanship. I've been fighting you bare-handed for so long, and that's already given you a huge advantage." Liao Chengzhong said, suddenly charging towards Yuan Ye.

  One leg injured, Yuan Wei's speed dropped to a terrible extent, fortunately Liao Chengzhong's hands were also injured, and the force of his sword swings decreased. The two returned to a stalemate in battle once again.

  "Damn it, who told you I'm strongest in close combat? I can also use a sword. Give me that sword to try out, even if it's just a broken copper and iron one." Yuan Ye said while dodging.

  "Hmm!" Liao Chengzhong's mouth cornered a cold smile, and suddenly, Yuan Ye felt that the space around him had undergone a strange change. A hot and irritable mood pressed in on him from all sides, causing his mental strength to drop to a terrifying level.

  "Hmm!"

  Yuan Ye's arm was suddenly cut by a sharp sword and this time Yuan Ye didn't dodge.

  "What's going on? How can I not avoid it......" Yuan Ye was solemn for the first time in history, he felt that the space around him was fighting against himself, causing his speed and strength to drop to a terrible level.

  "Haha, with the power of the law, I can wield it above the martial arts. How about my fire element law power?" Liao Chengzhong laughed maniacally, his attacks becoming increasingly heavy, almost to the point of brutality. The terrifying long sword perfectly interpreted the mad and tyrannical dance, bringing forth a bloody rain and layers of air waves. The sword wounds on Yuan Ye's body were rapidly increasing.

  Continuous attacks, without giving Yuan Ye a chance to breathe, a chance to escape the attack range, if this continues, Yuan Ye will surely die.

  "Whoosh!"

  The sound of a sharp arrow breaking through the air, a beautiful feathered arrow suddenly shot towards Liao Chengzhong's back of the head, Liao Chengzhong heard the strong wind behind his head and hastily dodged.

  "Ah!" Yuan Ye half-knelt on the ground, finally getting a chance to catch his breath. The place where Yuan Ye knelt was quickly filled with blood, and he had at least fifteen sword wounds on his body, although none of them were deep. But just the bleeding alone made Yuan Ye feel like collapsing to the ground. His current strength could still handle a heavily injured Martial King-level expert, just like that Martial King-level mammoth back then. However, if it was a Martial King in their prime, it would be too difficult, especially when human Martial Kings used Law powers.

  "Kid, I've given you chances, but you keep looking down on me. So, I've decided to kill you." Liao Chengzhong looked at Yuan Ye once again.

  "You little rascal, you son of a bitch, I've been beaten to this state and you're still eating, come here and let me beat you up!" Yuan Ye suddenly shouted loudly towards the inner part of the wine house.

  Everyone's gaze followed and saw a small, snow-white creature, about the size of a cat, with its butt up, happily gnawing on a pig leg. The little guy heard Yuan Ye's roar, suddenly turned his head, his eyes flashing back and forth, as if he didn't know anything, still eating non-stop in his mouth.

  "A cat?" The onlookers were puzzled. What could a little guy that looked like a white cat do?

  "Little kid, have you gone mad? You're yelling at a cat." Liao Chengzhong sneered, his sword pointing at Yuan Ye once again.

  "Roar!" Suddenly, a thunderous roar shook the air, shattering roof tiles and prompting many to cover their ears.

  Liao Chengzhong's face changed, and he suddenly turned around, only to see a huge white magic beast, over three meters tall, suddenly charging towards him.