Chapter 40: Provocation (Seeking Collection and Recommendation)

  "Ah!" Ye Wanyi's pretty face turned pale in an instant, her hands covering her small mouth as she exclaimed.

  Wave after wave of sharp explosions came, blowing away the long hair on his back as black as ink. Yezi Ming's move was also beyond Ye Chen's expectation. The corner of his mouth also rose with a cold smile. Backhand, a killer would never leave his own back to the enemy, and Ye Chen would not leave it to Yezi Ming either.

  A faint aura burst out of his body like a tidal wave, and his figure suddenly shot out. A formless energy surged out from the soles of his feet, avoiding Yezi Ming's attack like an arrow off the string.

  Ye Ziming was taken aback, clearly Ye Chen's reaction was beyond his expectation. He smiled blandly and pointed with his sword, a thread of sword energy swirling around his fingertips. A green whirlwind erupted around Ye Ziming, like a volcano spewing flames, as he slowly rose into the air, supported by gentle gusts of wind. His long hair fluttered in the breeze, making him look exceptionally untamed.

  "Wind Dragon Roll!" His right hand came crashing down, a low and solemn voice like thunder exploding beside everyone's ears.

  The entire threshold erupted in a burst of thunderous noise. The air before Ye Wushuang rippled slightly as several pale blue whirlwinds materialized out of thin air.

  A few feet long sword energy shot out from Ye Chen's fingertips, accompanied by several whirlwinds, the sword energy transformed into a terrifying gust of wind, shooting towards Ye Chen's shoulder.

  "It's actually the Yellow Rank intermediate sword technique, Ye Chen is definitely going to die!" The surrounding crowd gasped in shock. Feng Long Juan was also a very famous martial skill in the Ye family, usually only some strong warriors at the initial 8th layer could practice it. They were not only amazed that Ye Ziming could use Feng Long Juan so effortlessly, but also amazed by his ruthlessness, using Feng Long Juan as soon as he made his move.

  Ye Wushuang remained unmoved by the surrounding cries of surprise, instead letting out a cold smile and muttering: "Looking for death!"

  Shoulders, looking at that terrifying aura, Ye Chen's eyebrows furrowed involuntarily. This kid was really ruthless when he struck out. If he were to be hit, he would definitely have to spend several months in bed.

  You little brat, you're so ruthless, don't blame me for being even more ruthless than you.

  The surging true energy inside the body was about to burst out when it suddenly stopped, and several loud explosions sounded from behind. A glimpse of light caught sight of several figures, a hint of a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, still not using wind attribute true energy and fire attribute true energy, both hands clenched into fists, a knife palm chopped out, several whirlwinds swept out.

  Ye Chen's storm was undoubtedly a lone boat in the ocean, overwhelmed by the whirlwind of Ye Ziming, in the eyes of everyone who knew it would be so.

  A small amount of sudden ejection

  The sword energy swept across Ye Chen's shoulder, and his martial robe was instantly torn into shreds. However, what followed immediately after was that terrifying gust of wind.

  Feeling the powerful aura behind him, Ye Chen stood calmly in place, unaffected by the strong gust of wind that was blowing towards him.

  Ye Zi Ming also noticed the newcomer and secretly sighed, apparently the plan to teach Ye Chen a lesson had fallen through.

  The air sword carried a heart-piercing whistling sound as it broke through the wind, but when it reached within one meter of Ye Chen's face, an invisible wall of wind suddenly appeared out of thin air. In an instant, both disappeared simultaneously, transforming into wisps of invisible breeze that drifted away in all directions.

  Two tiger-backed and bear-waisted men with piercing eyes, wearing black armor, suddenly jumped in front of Ye Chen.

  The whole field, which was originally noisy, immediately fell silent with the appearance of the two.

  Two burly men's majestic eyes slowly swept around, then fell on Ye Ziming. Although the two men were only at the initial seventh layer of Wu, their sharp gaze made the surrounding Ye family disciples involuntarily retreat a few steps. Ye Ziming yawned with relish.

  "You two also saw it, Ye Chen was the one who provoked me first!" Ye Ziming said fearlessly, gazing at one of the guards with a hint of profundity.

  "Are you provoking him?" He nodded slightly, and immediately the guard looked at Ye Chen with an expressionless face, but a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.

  "Kid, this guy is obviously that kid's person!" Huo Qilin's voice suddenly sounded in Ye Chen's mind.

  Just now, Yezi Ming and this guard's slight movement did not escape Ye Chen's notice. He narrowed his eyes, gazing at the guard with a profound meaning, saying lightly: "I provoked him, didn't you know that if you had come a little later, I'm afraid I would have been lying dead in the medicine hall by now!"

  "I told you, it was you who provoked him first. The clan rules clearly state that fighting is not allowed in the Medicine Hall. Ye Chen, please follow me to the Discipline Hall!" The guard's eyes slightly lifted, and he coldly shouted again, with a faint aura of blue true energy slowly circulating around him, exerting an invisible pressure on Ye Chen.

  "Wait, Ye Yi, things haven't been clarified yet, isn't this inappropriate?" Another guard beside Zhou asked the guard called Ye Yi with a puzzled expression.

  "Master Zi Ming has already made it very clear!" Ye said with a frown, his tone indifferent.

  "You first provoked me, and then you openly attacked me in the medicine hall. Are you going to openly defy the heavy punishment now?" Ye Ziming took a few steps forward with his hands on his chest, looking at Ye Chen with an arrogant expression and a hint of mysterious smile at the corner of his mouth.

  Ye Zi Ming's calm and gentle voice slowly floated beside everyone's ears, but no one stood up to refute Ye Zi Ming.

  A glimmer of cold intent flashed in the dark eyes, gazing at Ye Yi and Ye Ziming with a hint of deep meaning. Slowly shaking his head, it was only then that Ye Chen realized that everything had been arranged by Ye Ziming all along - the provocation, the sudden attack, and the subsequent arrival of Ye Yi.

  Ye Chen smiled self-deprecatingly, and indeed underestimated Ye Ziming. Suddenly taking a deep breath, his tone changed: "Provocation? You really think I'm provoking him?"

  Being stared at by Ye Chen's icy gaze, Ye's face slightly changed color, still maintaining a calm tone: "Ye Chen, in front of so many people, do you dare to deny it!"

  "What a wonderful sentence, you really think everyone thinks so!" Ye Chen's face was normal, without the flustered look that Ye Ziming and others had expected. His tone was clear, but there was a pressing and urgent flavor to it, plus the slightly mocking smile at the corner of his mouth, which made Ye Ziming feel somewhat at a loss.

  "Alright, now I'll ask others!" Ye's face slightly sank. If it were any other day, he wouldn't have to be so cautious and could have directly taken down Ye Chen, but under Ye Chen's dark gaze, he felt a sense of fear in his heart. He immediately followed Ye Ziming's hint and bowed towards Ye Wannier, saying: "Miss Wannier, was it Ye Chen who provoked first?"

  With a casual smile, Ye Chen walked leisurely to the doorway, leaning against the massive pillar, his eyes slightly closed.

  Her face pale, Ye Wannier's eyes were complex as she stared at Ye Chen, her lips trembling several times but still unable to open.

  "Wanyu, it's alright, just tell the truth!" Ye Ziming's scorching gaze kept wandering over Ye Wanyu's face.

  After a few moments, Ye Wanyi sighed and said in a low voice: "Yes!"

  Ye Wan'er's voice was low and calm, but Ye Chen heard it clearly. His eyes remained tightly closed, his face expressionless, not a single ripple of emotion on his face.

  "This time, Ye Chen is definitely going to die, it seems like I have no choice but to enter the Discipline Hall!"

  "Hah, who made him offend Ye Ziming? You should know that even those strong guards have to give Ye Ziming some face. Offending him is no different from looking for death!"

  As soon as Ye Wan'er's words fell, the whole scene immediately became chaotic. Most of the Ye family disciples looked at Ye Chen with playful gazes, while a few showed pity on their faces.

  Yi's eyes suddenly widened, his face instantly surged with a thread of anger, and he pointed at Ye Chen, shouting: "Ye Chen, do you still want to deny it now?"

  Regarding the whispers around him and Ye Yi's cold rebuke, Ye Chen merely smiled faintly, his eyes slightly raised, as if with profound meaning, smiling at Ye Yi: "Are you really sure I was the one who provoked Ye Ziming first? Is it that no one in the entire audience is willing to come out and clear my name?"

  "Ye Chen, you don't need to argue either!" Ye Ziming took a step forward, his footsteps unusually loud. He then stretched out his arm and pointed at the Ye family disciples around him, sneering: "If it wasn't for you provoking me first, would there be any witnesses?"

  The whole scene fell into a moment of silence, and several Ye family juniors standing in the front row retreated a few steps back, fearing that they would be mistaken by Ye Ziming as standing up to prove Ye Chen's innocence.

  A gentle breeze blew by, and the surroundings fell into a dead silence, with only the heavy breathing of the crowd beside my ears.

  With a proud smile, Yezi Ming shook his head in frustration and sneered: "Ye Chen, you still want to quibble..."

  However, a clear laughter suddenly interrupted Ye Ziming, and immediately a calm voice floated in the scene: "I can prove that it was Ye Ziming who provoked first!"