Chapter 1616 - 1617: Don't Try That Trick on Me
Yang Fei took a deep breath, pulled out a cigarette, and handed it to the other Evil Dragon experts.
"If it's just Jingtian Chuyi, it's still manageable. The scariest part is that Sang Country has Martial God Jing Kongzhao, who's an invincible monster."
Three Swords nodded, spoke deeply.
"You're absolutely correct, Sang Country's Martial God Jing Kongzhao has been a renowned supreme expert since the Era of Martial Gods."
"I've heard she has journeyed to Yinxue Tower three times to consult Huaxia War God and learned the superior kung fu from the Martial Arts Bible Yanru Zhenjing."
"Later, Jing Kongzhao secluded herself in Sang Country's Hokkaido for ten years, reaching an indescribable Realm in martial arts."
"Some say she already possesses a Demi-God Physique, while others claim she's surpassed the Martial God Realm. People say all kinds of things."
Yang Fei snorted: "Just hearsay, with a lot of self-congratulatory exaggeration from Sang Country folks, right?"
Three Swords nodded, speaking deeply.
"But no matter how you look at it, today in this world, Father Zeus of the Alliance of Gods and Sang Country's Martial God Jing Kongzhao are like two peaks, proudly towering in the east and west, no one dares to underestimate them.
Yang Fei sighed deeply and said.
"However, Zeus killed my Evil Dragon brothers, and this grudge must be avenged."
"And during this Martial Arts Golden Sword Tournament, if Jing Kongzhao joins in, we can't avoid the confrontation."
"So, even though we've crippled many experts within the Sang Country Martial Arts Circle, we shouldn't let our guard down.
Everyone nodded silently as they listened to Yang Fei.
This guy, Yang Fei, may be a clown on normal days, but when it comes to battle, he's a top-notch expert.
Yang Fei drank with everyone while strategizing.
After wiping out the Sang Country's Karate experts, the Huaxia Martial Arts Alliance members from Yinxue Tower received invitations to the Martial Arts Golden Sword Tournament and should depart from Huaxia now.
This time, Xue Mingtai is leading the team, with An Zichen, Wen Taikang, and Sword Emperor among them, along with various sects like Xuan Ying Pavilion, making the strength formidable.
Yang Fei calculated the time, in three days, the Martial Arts Golden Sword Tournament will officially open.
Then, martial arts masters from all over the world will gather to compete and discourse, a world-class martial arts event.
Yang Fei listened to everyone's discussions, his eyes darting around.
Yesterday, under the guise of the Qianji Style Style name, Yang Fei led the Evil Dragon experts and forcefully crippled most of the Karate Martial Arts Circle experts.
This feeling of hiding in the shadows doing harmful deeds without worrying about getting caught is simply wonderful; Yang Fei keeps reminiscing until now.
If the same thing happened again at the Martial Arts Golden Sword Tournament, Yang Fei might even laugh himself awake in a dream.
Mad Blade, familiar with Yang Fei's personality, saw this guy's eyes darting around and knew he was up to something.
He patted Yang Fei's shoulder.
"Chief Instructor, I know you're a sly one, what do you think about the Martial Arts Golden Sword Tournament?"
Yang Fei chuckled: "Don't worry, I have my tricks up my sleeve, but these plans can't be revealed early, or they won't work."
Mad Blade immediately cried out: "Little Bird Yang, can't you just be clear about it?"
"You're always being cryptic, I won't get a good sleep tonight thanks to you."
Yang Fei laughed heartily.
"If you can't sleep, ask Xiao Yaojing to arrange something for you. I believe two Little Demons will surely wear you out."
Everyone laughed heartily at Yang Fei teasing Mad Blade.
Shui Rou watched the group of rascals talking nonsense, her cheeks blushing deeply, but she didn't leave.
Her watery eyes fixed on Yang Fei.
After the meal, Yang Fei went to Xiao Xuanya's room.
Yang Fei knew that after such a commotion, his face was becoming rather well-known, and walking down the street might immediately get him recognized.
At this moment, Xiao Xuanya personally took action, using a DNA mask to disguise Yang Fei once more.
Xiao Xuanya changed Yang Fei into a DNA polymer mask, then stuck a beard onto it.
Instantly, Yang Fei transformed from a lean, agile man into a rough-looking, burly big man.
The beard on his cheeks stood stiffly to the sides like steel bristles, very imposing.
Xiao Xuanya busily finished the task smoothly, handed Yang Fei a mirror, with a sweet smile.
"Look for yourself, do you think you're handsome? You better put away that annoying smirk of yours; this look suggests you're a serious person."
Yang Fei looked at himself in the mirror, praised.
"What a man, this is much more handsome than before."
Xiao Xuanya pursed her lips at him, shook her head.
Yang Fei suddenly chuckled: "I see! In your heart, I looked more handsome as the Pretty Boy before? Thanks."
Xiao Xuanya rolled her eyes at Yang Fei, still wearing a subtle smile.
"In my heart, you've never been a hunk."
Upon hearing this, Yang Fei almost jumped up.
"Damn, how can you lie through your teeth?"
"With my high level of attractiveness, how can you not see it? Such heartbreaking words coming from you!"
Xiao Xuanya giggled sweetly, amused by Yang Fei.
Yang Fei watched her smile like a blossoming flower, like an alluring crabapple.
His heart skipped, reaching out to hug Xiao Xuanya's waist.
Xiao Xuanya's heart fluttered, but she pretended to be unperturbed.
In fact, Xiao Xuanya already saw herself as Yang Fei's woman, and they played many absurd and playful intimate games.
Yet, Xiao Xuanya remained coy and smiling, further captivating and enchanting Yang Fei.
Yang Fei noticed Xiao Xuanya's silent approval, feeling delighted.
His arm wrapped around Xiao Xuanya's waist, slowly sliding upwards.
Suddenly, Xiao Xuanya couldn't hold back, slapped away Yang Fei's wicked hand.
Her face flushed red, a subtle smile.
"Aren't you supposed to be a master at picking flowers? I'll give you an opportunity, come to my room tonight."
If he heard these words under normal circumstances, Yang Fei would naturally be overjoyed. But now, he shivered suddenly.
Yang Fei couldn't help but glance at Xiao Xuanya's autumn-water-like eyes and immediately sensed Xiao Xuanya's flirtatious look was even more intense than usual.
Yang Fei knew this girl was using her Charming Art of Heavenly Fragrance and National Beauty, and couldn't help but flick a finger on Xiao Xuanya's forehead.
"I've told you before, don't try that with me. Put away your Charming Art, otherwise, don't blame this Brother for being rude."
Little Xiao Xuanya giggled, pushing her prominent parts towards Yang Fei.
"Spineless man, how exactly are you going to be rude to me, Miss?"
As she spoke, her eyes emitted a faint light, fixed on Yang Fei's eyes, unmoving.
Yang Fei sensed a mysterious power in her bright eyes, drawing him closer.
Her eyes were more soulful, captivating enough to plunge into and never come out.
Yang Fei shivered.
He never feared women, but Xiao Xuanya's Heavenly Fragrance and National Beauty were beyond his ability to handle.
Yang Fei pretended to be serious, turning his head, avoiding Xiao Xuanya's gaze.
Xiao Xuanya giggled charmingly, her voice exceedingly attractive.
"Brother Fei, why don't you dare look me in the eye? I know you're admiring my beauty inwardly, aren't you?"
As she spoke, her voice grew softer, gently pressing herself against Yang Fei, her plump parts rubbing openly against Yang Fei's arm.