Chapter 1197 - Conflict
No one expected Liu Wuxie to strike first. His palm cracked across Yan Bei's face, sending three bloody teeth spinning into the air as blood sprayed across the sky.
With a heavy rumble, Yan Bei's body crashed to the ground. Dizzy and battered, he groaned while the entire martial field sank into deathly silence.
Several breaths later, the disciples finally exhaled in shock. Gasps filled the air, even drawing the attention of the elders, who turned their gazes toward the disturbance.
"This Liu Wuxie is too audacious! To slap Yan Bei—he courts death!" disciples of the Dharma Institute shouted furiously. Many of them moved to surround Liu Wuxie, ready to strike.
Strangely, none of the Heavenly Martial Institute's disciples stood up for Liu Wuxie. Instead, they watched with faint, gloating smiles.
"Liu Wuxie, I'll kill you!" Yan Bei roared as he staggered upright. His hair was disheveled, his face twisted with rage, and his broken teeth gave his words a sharp whistle. He lunged forward, releasing his aura at the pinnacle of the Transcendent Realm.
"Looks like you need a lesson today," Liu Wuxie said coldly. Seizing the chance to establish his authority, he struck before Yan Bei could close the distance.
With a thunderous bang, his fist hammered into Yan Bei's chest. A crisp crack rang out as Yan Bei's ribs shattered.
"ARGH!" Yan Bei screamed in agony, clutching his chest. Breathing became painful, and he knew that if the punch had been heavier, his life would already be forfeit.
The onlookers quickly retreated, clearing a wide circle. None dared step into the crossfire.
Yan Bei's companions drew their weapons in rage.
"Finish him off!" they shouted, charging at Liu Wuxie together. Their combined strength rivaled the Origin Conversion Realm, and to withstand them, Liu Wuxie would have to unleash the Nine Heavenly Dragon Forms.