Chapter 1644 - 1645: Since You’re Courting Death
Shi Meizi turned her head to look at Yang Fei, her eyes full of pitiful innocence.
Yang Fei knew this little girl was scheming something against him again.
This little fairy was clearly pretending to be vulnerable to provoke him into playing the hero.
However, Yang Fei was aware of the customs of Sang Country, where gender discrimination was deeply ingrained.
Even though Shi Meizi was a princess, if Kimura Ihei was confirmed as her fiancé, he did indeed have the right to chastise her.
Even a royal princess was not immune from these customs.
Thus, how much of Shi Meizi's pitifulness was genuine or fake, only she knew.
Kimura Ihei watched as Shi Meizi refused to leave, pitifully glancing at Yang Fei, fueling his frustration.
He waved his hand, ordering the two female samurais behind him to step forward and forcibly take Shi Meizi away.
The two tall female samurais walked up to Shi Meizi, extending their hands simultaneously.
"Princess, shall we?"
Shi Meizi looked at Yang Fei again, her eyes pleading.
Damn, this little fairy is really something.
Yang Fei cursed inwardly, seeing Shi Meizi's pitiful eyes, knowing she was acting coquettishly, yet still forced to intervene.
Yang Fei sighed, stepped forward, blocking the two female samurais.
"Since my friend is unwilling to go, please do as you wish. Why force others?"
Kimura Ihei, holding back his anger, suddenly exploded with jealousy.
Did Shi Meizi sneak out just to drink with this damned big beard?
Thinking this, Kimura Ihei's anger escalated further.
He pointed a finger at Yang Fei's nose, eyes blood-red.
"This isn't your business, best stay out of it. I'll be waiting for you in the arena this afternoon."
Yang Fei looked at him lazily, suddenly making a move, embracing Shi Meizi's waist, standing in front of her.
"Having drank her wine, I ought to shoulder her worries."
"If she's willing to go with you, I have nothing to say."
"But if you're forcing her, don't blame me for being impolite."
Yang Fei moved like lightning; the two female samurais were caught off guard.
They turned around, gazing at Yang Fei's lazy demeanor with both astonishment and rage.
Kimura Ihei's face immediately twisted into a sinister expression.
His eyes locked onto Yang Fei with the intent to devour him.
At this moment, the two female samurais suddenly shouted, lunging at Yang Fei.
Bam, bam!
Two muffled sounds were heard as the female samurais, like football kicked hard, flew in different directions.
Yang Fei's successive kicks sent them flying.
Kimura Ihei couldn't hold back anymore, suddenly letting out a long howl, his aura erupted like a raging tide.
In an instant, this ordinary-looking young man unleashed an overwhelming, domineering energy.
A True Martial Master!
Even Yang Fei hadn't expected this guy to have reached the True Martial Realm.
Yet strangely, why hadn't he faced divine punishment?
Realizing this guy was hiding something akin to a Sky Horizon Talisman, Yang Fei understood.
Even a True Martial Master, Yang Fei didn't fear.
But now, the issue was that Yang Fei couldn't tap into True Yuan Energy to deal with Kimura Ihei, making the situation tricky.
He had given his Heavenly Secret Talisman to An Zi Chen, and using True Yuan Energy would surely bring about divine punishment.
That damned divine punishment was far worse than any master.
Moreover, Yang Fei couldn't use the most powerful Brahma Fetal Giant Hand Seal either.
This was driving him crazy.
At this moment, Yang Fei felt like a billionaire, yet with frozen bank accounts, unable to withdraw any money.
Seeing Yang Fei's hesitant look, Kimura Ihei immediately burst into laughter.
He dashed forward, slamming the air with his palm, unleashing a thunderous sound, targeting Yang Fei.
Shi Meizi let out a scream. Yang Fei held her waist, twirling around.
Effortlessly dodging Kimura Ihei's palm strike, he suddenly raised his foot, kicking Kimura Ihei's bottom.
Kimura Ihei, seeing Yang Fei's apparent disregard, was enraged, his palm traced a semicircle, true Qi swirling, attacking Yang Fei's back.
Yang Fei snorted, reaching into the void.
A rapidly spinning stream appeared in his palm, solidifying into a transparent longsword.
Gang Transformation!
This divine skill required one's Gang Strength to be trained to an extremely pure level to achieve.
Yang Fei's True Yuan Energy was downgraded to Gang Yuan Qi. Speaking of Gang Qi purity, none in the world could compare.
His Gang Qi longsword in the air shook out large sword flowers, shining brilliantly, each cutting towards Kimura Ihei.
Kimura Ihei's True Martial Qi Energy rotated, fending off Yang Fei's sword flowers one by one.
This Gang Qi longsword's power was comparable to a Godly Weapon, even a True Martial Master couldn't withstand it.
Kimura Ihei's lips curled into a menacing smile.
Though Yang Fei's sword momentum was exquisite, raw power could overcome any skill. Kimura Ihei was confident he could smash this guy into pulp with one palm.
Yang Fei's longsword moved freely, his attacks relentless.
Kimura Ihei stayed calm and composed, as soon as Yang Fei's attack wave passed, what awaited would be his earth-shattering strike.
He was like a patient wolf, ready to pounce and bite the enemy's throat as soon as a gap was revealed.
Yang Fei knew this, and so did Shi Meizi.
Shi Meizi's eyes showed panic.
She knew Kimura Ihei was formidable, but hadn't expected his Martial Arts Realm to have broken through the True Martial Realm.
As Yang Fei's overwhelming sword momentum approached its end, Kimura Ihei's True Yuan Energy elevated to its peak.
Yang Fei abruptly turned, embracing Shi Meizi, and fled.
Kimura Ihei froze, almost bursting a lung with rage.
He had endured humiliation to kill this hateful guy in one strike.
But unexpectedly, Yang Fei ran after the fight, leaving him no time to react.
This feeling was like a boxer in the ring, punching with all his might, only to hit a soft pillow, feeling unbearably frustrated.
"Stop right there!"
Kimura Ihei shouted with all his strength.
Meanwhile, the True Martial Cyclone Storm he had brewed for long formed a tornado, sweeping towards Yang Fei.
At this moment, his heart was filled with hatred, wholly forgetting Shi Meizi was in Yang Fei's embrace, disregarding her safety entirely.
Seeing the raging tornado with countless blades, seemingly about to tear Yang Fei apart.
Yet this guy, stepping on strange footwork, twirled and mysteriously dashed off.
Kimura Ihei almost bit his tongue in anger, that appalling fellow avoided his strongest kill move.
But if this despicable guy believed he could escape like this, he was mistaken.
Watching Yang Fei embrace Shi Meizi and gracefully leave, Kimura Ihei's lips revealed a cold smile.
"Originally planned to kill you in arena 04, but since you're courting death, I don't mind sending you off early."