Chapter 1645 - 1646: Satisfaction
Kimura Ihei took out his phone and tossed it to a guard behind him.
"Film this part, record the glory of my Kimura Clan, start now."
As he spoke, he leaped lightly into the air, like a big bird, swiftly diving towards Yang Fei.
Beneath him, the slightest swirls of air were enveloped by his True Martial Qi Energy, supporting his body like a bird with wings.
This caused Kimura Ihei's speed to increase more than tenfold, instantly reaching behind Yang Fei.
He looked at Yang Fei's figure, gathered the True Martial Qi Energy within him, and with a thunderous boom, struck towards Yang Fei's head with his palm.
With the whistling of True Martial Qi Energy, the palm print of Kimura Ihei rapidly enlarged, akin to a Tathagata Buddha Palm from a cheaply made special effect on TV, crashing down towards Yang Fei.
Just then, Yang Fei suddenly turned, grinning at Kimura Ihei flying towards him from mid-air.
His smile was inexplicably sinister and eerie, causing Kimura Ihei's heart to leap up high.
For some reason, this prey that seemed inescapable suddenly swapped roles with Kimura Ihei.
The prey became the hunter, while the hunter seemed like a beast that fell into a pitfall, becoming the prey.
The next second, a red glow flashed in Yang Fei's eyes.
A wave of vicious and violent killing intent surged out, engulfing Kimura Ihei's heart in an instant.
This feeling was akin to a frog encountering a viper; the viper hadn't moved, yet the frog was already petrified.
Kimura Ihei let out a cry of alarm, suddenly feeling a piercing pain in his heart, as if struck by a Poisoned Arrow.
His heart convulsed violently, causing a pain that spread to his liver, intestines, and lungs, directly dispersing his True Yuan Energy.
His Xueqi couldn't circulate smoothly, and he fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.
At this moment, Yang Fei had already raised his fist, delivering a heavy Left Hook to Kimura Ihei's jaw.
The immense force caused Kimura Ihei's body to stagger to the left and fall down.
However, before his head could hit the ground, Yang Fei's First Level Tornado Kick struck him under the left rib.
Several cracking sounds were heard, and three or four ribs on Kimura Ihei's left side were broken, sending his falling body forward in a ridiculous posture.
Yang Fei's footwork changed into Yu Step and he got to Kimura Ihei's side, delivering a heavy horse stance punch to Kimura Ihei's chest and abdominal area.
Kimura Ihei's body, like a bundle of dry straw, was sent flying back again.
The series of successive heavy strikes left Kimura Ihei in a miserable state, like a dead dog.
God knows why his True Yuan Energy had dissipated.
His entire body was weak, and within a second or two, he endured such inhuman and brutal beatings.
However, it was not over yet!
Kimura Ihei's body flipped backwards 360 degrees like a windmill.
Before his body could land, Yang Fei darted forward, leaping high and striking Kimura Ihei in the back with a powerful knee.
Kimura Ihei flew off like a falling leaf in autumn, light as a feather, into the distance.
Everyone was stunned by this series of savage and fierce battles.
From afar, Shi Meizi exaggeratedly opened her mouth wide, sticking a finger in her mouth, her eyes wide open.
You should know, Kimura Ihei is an undisputed True Martial Master.
His master is the present Sang Country Martial Sage Jingtian Hatsuiti, and that identity alone is terrifying.
But now, this prodigy of the Kimura Clan, this genius disciple of Jingtian Hatsuiti, was beaten beyond recognition in an instant by a mere Master of Gangjin.
It was as incredible as a mouse overpowering a cat.
Three or four Imperial Guard experts stood there, watching as Kimura Ihei heavily crashed to the ground with a face full of dirt.
He looked like a donked donkey just crawling out of a mud pit, the rapid changes from heaven to the ground left everyone's minds in blank disarray.
Roar!
The furious Kimura Ihei flipped up from the ground like a fish turning in water.
Although he had just sustained a series of heavy hits, the True Martial Qi Energy is extraordinary; Yang Fei's Gang Strength, although extremely pure, hadn't completely broken through Kimura Ihei's True Martial Barrier.
Therefore, Yang Fei's round of critical hits didn't lead to Kimura Ihei's death, but even so, it almost drove Kimura Ihei to rage.
"Brat, come and meet your death."
Kimura Ihei had just stood up from the ground, lunging towards Yang Fei.
However, Yang Fei pulled Shi Huizi, darting into the hustle and bustle, taking off with a sprint, unwilling to clash head-on with him.
Kimura Ihei desperately chased Yang Fei through the crowd.
Yet this guy initiated his Yu Step, like a greased eel, slipping away swiftly.
Kimura Ihei pushed aside several people in succession, but Yang Fei had already vanished within the masses.
"Bastard!"
Kimura Ihei pushed aside two people in front, fiery eyes blazing, but saw nearby the crowd blocking the passage.
In the crowd, that guy twisted his hips, dancing a joyous samba, while raising a large middle finger to Kimura Ihei.
Kimura Ihei was almost faint from rage.
He swore he had never encountered someone so shameless or such a cunning master.
Although he was just a Gangjin Master, he was harder to deal with than a True Martial Master.
An Imperial Guard expert cautiously approached Kimura Ihei with a phone.
He had faithfully recorded the previous scene; who knew it wouldn't show Kimura Ihei's grandeur, but the arrogance of that Big Beard instead.
He hesitated, handing the phone to Kimura Ihei.
"Young master, do you want to keep the video?"
Kimura Ihei didn't look back, gripping the phone, which cracked and shattered.
His eyes stared deeply in the direction Yang Fei had gone.
"Just wait, I refuse to believe he would forsake the Arena Champion qualification; once he arrives at Arena 04, hmph…"
Kimura Ihei quietly watched the direction Yang Fei disappeared, murderous intent seething in his eyes, teeth grinding with sound.
Yang Fei pulled Shi Meizi into the crowd, then further ahead to escape.
Shi Meizi giggled, feeling there was nothing more joyous than this moment in her life.
Ever since Shi Meizi knew the rest of her life could be tied with this so-called Kimura Clan's numero uno genius, she hadn't felt a moment of joy.
Kimura Ihei entered the palace with the identity of Chief Imperial Guard to protect her, clearly showing the stance of the Kimura Clan.
Shi Meizi felt like a canary in a cage, even her breathing felt restricted.
The countless grievances and bitterness released in that moment, feeling indescribably light.
The two rounded a street corner, Yang Fei let go of Shi Meizi's hand, turning around with a serious face.
"Now you can leave, I assure you Kimura Ihei, that fool, won't harass you again in a short while."
Shi Meizi giggled again, looking at Yang Fei's face, full of curiosity.
"And you? Are you going to the arena to accept Kimura Ihei's challenge?"
Yang Fei nodded confidently.
"Of course, if I can beat him once, I can beat him twice."