Chapter 1577 - 1578: The Enemy of My Enemy Is My Friend
Yang Fei looked at this woman coldly, his eyes filled with contempt.
"If you are Chen Xingzhu, I welcome you to enter Yinxue Tower."
"Although your esteemed father the Demon Emperor opposes me, he is an exceptional Martial Arts oddity.
"If you are Jing Kongzhu, then please leave, you are not welcome here."
Chen Xingzhu did not get angry, but a hint of hatred finally appeared in her cold eyes.
"I apprenticed under Jing Kongzhao, was I not forced by you!"
"You killed my father and my husband, this enmity cannot be washed away even with the waters of the four seas, I must kill you."
Yang Fei shook his head, feeling that he really had nothing to say to this woman.
He took the invitation from Chen Xingzhu's hand and said coldly.
"You should leave, don't let me see you again, otherwise I won't be merciful."
Chen Xingzhu glanced at Yang Fei and let out a cold laugh.
"Why wait for the future, you can act now."
"I want to know how powerful you have become after breaking through the True Martial Realm in martial arts?"
After Chen Xingzhu finished talking, the airflow around her suddenly changed wondrously.
The Heaven and Earth Vital Energy swiftly surged towards her, forming an armor-like pattern on her body surface.
Yang Fei looked at Chen Xingzhu indifferently, his eyes full of mockery.
"True Martial Armor? So you betrayed your motherland to apprentice under the People of Sang Country, only to learn such a pitiful Kung Fu for taking blows? Laughable!"
As Yang Fei spoke, he suddenly and silently activated the Scale Quake.
The Scale Shock Subsonic Wave attacked Chen Xingzhu's heart like lightning, completely ignoring her True Martial Armor.
Chen Xingzhu only felt a piercing pain in her heart, and her body shook intensely.
She staggered back three or four steps, looking at Yang Fei in astonishment.
"What kind of Kung Fu is this?"
Yang Fei coldly laughed: "Huaxia Kung Fu, best in the world."
"You, being a Huaxia person, went to learn the trifling skills of the Islanders? Isn't that laughable, scram!"
Upon finishing his words, Yang Fei barked an order and turned away, too lazy to deal with Chen Xingzhu.
Chen Xingzhu stared blankly at Yang Fei, only feeling that in just over a month, Yang Fei had gained an invincible, overwhelming Divine Might, making her heart tremble.
She didn't know Yang Fei had become the Lord of the Small World.
Even though the Will of the World in the Small World is of no use in Earth Space.
Yet, the Main God's majesty had transformed Yang Fei, and his temperament had dramatically changed.
At this moment, Yang Fei was merely a True Martial Yellow Grade Master, but the momentum he exuded had already surpassed that of Chen Xingzhu, who was also a True Martial Master.
Chen Xingzhu swallowed hard and dared not make a move.
She knew that striking at this moment would only bring her humiliation, so she snorted and slowly retreated.
"Yang Fei, just wait, at the Martial Arts Golden Sword Tournament, I will show you the consequences of provoking me; you will not die a good death."
Chen Xingzhu uttered a string of curses, laughed harshly, then turned and left.
Xue Mingtai, An Zichen, the Sword Emperor, and others heard the commotion at the entrance of Yinxue Tower and walked towards Yang Fei.
An Zichen looked at Chen Xingzhu's retreating back and frowned.
"Who is that woman, and what does she want?"
Yang Fei casually handed the invitation to An Zichen.
"This is an invitation sent personally by Sang Country's Jing Kongzhao. It seems that we have no choice but to attend the Martial Arts Golden Sword Tournament."
"Otherwise, with that crazy woman's personality, she will surely come here to kill."
An Zichen opened the invitation, on which was written only a simple sentence.
"Golden Sword Conference, determine superiority, decide life and death, settle the Martial God's grievances."
Xue Mingtai, the Sword Emperor, and Wen Taikang saw this sentence and their faces changed color.
With the identity and status of Sang Country Martial Saint Jing Kongzhao, such words indicate she is ready to start a massacre.
An Zichen looked worriedly at Yang Fei: "How did you get yourself involved with Jing Kongzhao?"
"It seems she has placed all the hatred on you, this is very dangerous."
Yang Fei shook his head: "I've only met her once, never crossed paths."
"I also don't know why this crazy woman has targeted me; maybe she finds me handsome?"
Yang Fei's cold humor made no one laugh; everyone was a bit worried.
Given Jing Kongzhao's Martial Arts, she had reached a mysterious and profound Realm.
If, at this Martial Arts Golden Sword Tournament, she personally makes a move, then all Huaxia warriors will find it hard to match her.
She seemed like a huge mountain descending from heaven, hovering in the mid-air.
Though the mountain hadn't pressed down, it had already made everyone breathless.
Xue Mingtai deeply sighed and furrowed his brow tightly.
"The Martial Arts Golden Sword Tournament has invited all the masters from Yinxue Tower, but Jing Kongzhao personally sent you an invitation under her own name."
"It seems this time, the People of Sang Country are determined to regain the dignity they lost at Luoshanji in the Martial Arts Golden Sword Tournament."
Yang Fei shrugged, spreading his hands with a faint smile.
"So what, since they invited me, I'll let them know the power of the world's number one troublemaker."
"If I don't turn the Martial Arts Golden Sword Tournament upside down, this isn't over."
Xue Mingtai shook his head, "If Jing Kongzhao is targeting you, I suggest you not attend the Martial Arts Golden Sword Tournament."
"I think her hatred is not only directed at you but also at Yinxue Tower."
Yang Fei snorted, lazily crossing his legs.
"Then all the more reason to go, as the Huaxia Martial Alliance Leader, should I be a coward?"
At this moment, wearing a camouflage suit, the charming and daring Xiao Xuanya walked into the hall.
He greeted everyone and then quickly handed his phone to Yang Fei.
Yang Fei lowered his head and was shocked to see the Blood-cloth Tower's intelligence on the phone.
He glanced at it and started cursing: "Damn it, even the Eight Gates Ninja want to get involved, this pool is getting muddier."
Xiao Xuanya politely saluted several Great Grandmasters, looking somewhat anxious.
"This is news from inside Sang Country; it's said that the Eight Gates Ninja and the Sang Nation Military are colluding with each other, with unscrupulous intentions, but we don't know the specific plan yet."
An Zichen took a deep breath.
"The invitation states that the Martial Arts Golden Sword Tournament is held on Li Island."
"If the Sang Nation Military is involved in this matter, I fear there is a significant relation to the Redshirt Army on Li Island."
"The Redshirt Army?"
This time, Yang Fei was shocked.
The place, Li Island, originally did not belong to the territory of Sang Country.
Later, because it was too weak, it was annexed by the People of Sang Country, who stationed troops there.
However, for many years, the anti-government forces on Li Island have never succumbed to the People of Sang Country's rule; the Rebel Army has continuously fought, never ceasing their struggle.
The largest faction among the Rebel Army is the Redshirt Army.